Chapter 76 Fighting in the Rain (Gageng)

When the "Hand of the Higher Mage" remotely controlled by Joan approached about ten feet behind the soul-stealing spirit, Joan deliberately slowed down the movement speed of this powerful magic hand, so as not to alert the soul-stealing spirit to the airflow brought by the high-speed movement.

At this time, the sneaky goblin had already opened the cork of the gall-shaped copper bottle, and a stream of orange-yellow steam slowly drifted out from the mouth of the bottle. Joan could smell the strong smell of saltpeter from the bottle twenty yards away. Based on the knowledge of pharmacy and alchemy learned from Mr. Galandil, Joan guessed that the potion contained in the bottle had a strong Corrosive, either a potent fuel, or both. The soul-stealing essence is hidden in the canopy of Irminsur, and still holds such a bottle of extremely dangerous magic potion in his hand. One can imagine the intention.

Thinking of this, Joan's nerves couldn't help but tense up. He didn't care whether to expose his whereabouts. He concentrated all his energy on the remote control of the "Hand of the Higher Mage", manipulating this magical hand to approach the Soul Stealer as soon as possible, preventing it from using the bottle of danger. The potion damages Ilminthul. At the same time, the Soul Stealer suddenly made a move that was far beyond Joan's expectations—he brought the copper bottle to his mouth and took a big gulp, then took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up, and he was about to put the bottle in his mouth The mysterious liquid sprayed down on the canopy of Ilminthul below.

At the critical moment, Joan no longer hesitated, and remote controlled the "Hand of the High Mage" into a fist, aiming at the Soul Stealer's chin with a hard uppercut!

Snapped! The invisible fist shaped by the force field hit the Soul Stealer's jaw hard. The bony goblin was suddenly attacked, and he couldn't help but tilt his head back, spraying a mouthful of potion into the sky, and opened a fan-shaped flame.

Seeing this scene, Qiao An couldn't help but secretly fear. If he slows down by a second, the Soul Stealer will spit out the flames on the lush canopy of Irminsur, and the flames caused by the magic potion will definitely ignite this ancient tree, even if it does not completely burn Irminsur. Min Sur, at least able to interrupt its state of concentration, and the long-prepared fire extinguishing spell will also be in vain, which will lead to a reversal of the situation on the battlefield.

On the opposite ancient tree, the Soul Stealer was stunned by the sudden punch, and almost fell off the tree. He quickly freed his left hand to grab a branch to stabilize his center of gravity, shook his head and tried his best to wake up, and walked towards the tree just now. Looking in the direction of the attack, it happened to meet the eyes of Joan who was hiding on the black oak tree opposite.

"Damn human boy, you wait for me!" The Soul Stealer glared fiercely at the weak-looking human boy on the opposite tree, and reached out and took out a white goblin skull from his waist.

Qiao An was also closely observing the Soul Stealer's actions, and saw that the other party had malicious intentions, so he preemptively manipulated the "Hand of the Higher Mage" to punch hard. It's a pity that the attack attempt was too obvious, the Soul Stealer immediately shrank his head and dodged when he sensed the sound of breaking wind, and his fist of force field flew past.

"Little human, try this!" The Soul Stealer grinned grinningly and threw the goblin skull.

Joan also wanted to dodge, but he was just a little mage after all, and his skills were far less flexible than that of a goblin. Before he could shrink his head, he was hit in the chest by a flying skull. shape. Although he didn't suffer more serious injuries, his concentration on casting spells was interrupted, and the hand of the high mage disappeared by itself. Compared with these physical pains, what made Joan even more disturbed was that the small skull was tightly attached to his chest, releasing an evil spiritual magic power, trying to invade his mind and control his will.

Joan barely remained calm, biting his lips tightly to resist this spiritual magic with his own willpower. Just when he was about to lose his hold and his consciousness gradually became blurred, the back of his neck suddenly felt hot, and the deformed eye opened by itself. A mysterious force then poured into Joan's mind, causing him to wake up suddenly, tore off the evil skull attached to his chest, and smashed it hard at the Soul Stealer.

"Back to you!"

"How is this possible?!" The Soul Stealer avoided the skull sideways, with a face full of disbelief. Just now he had almost completely controlled the boy's consciousness through the soul-stealing skull, but for some reason he was broken free by the other party. This is an unprecedented strange thing.

In fact, not only the soul-stealing spirit was confused, Joan also couldn't tell how he got rid of the control of the soul-stealing skull, but he vaguely guessed that it was related to the eye on the back of his neck - when he was in Delin Town, he used a similar The way to resist the "Charm Human" spell released by Nick Jing. There is no time to think about it now. After getting rid of the control of the skull, Joan immediately recited the incantation, pierced the soul-stealing spirit with the index finger of his right hand, and coldly spit out a character full of anger.

"Vala!"

The original meaning of this Elvish word is "strength", and many spells related to "force fields" are activated by this character. When Joan spit out this magical character, purple light emerged from his fingertips, condensed into a "magic missile", and flew out whistling in the direction of his finger.

The soul-stealing spirit showed horror, and hurriedly shrank to dodge. However, "Magic Missile" is different from ordinary ray spells. It has the characteristics of automatic tracking. It draws a purple arc in the air, penetrates into the crown of the tree, and hits the soul-stealing spirit accurately. There was a scream from the crown of the tree, and the soul stealer fell down the old tree with broken branches and fallen leaves.

Joan wiped the sweat off his forehead, quickly climbed down from the black oak tree, and quickly ran to the grass where the soul-stealing spirit fell, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, with murderous intent surging in his heart, determined to finish this evil fairy completely, and by the way, finish 1 High-level myth trial.

After running two steps, there was a sudden strong wind above the head, and the cloudless sky just now was covered by dark clouds that appeared out of nowhere. The thick clouds flashed with lightning, accompanied by a thunderclap, and heavy rain poured down.

Joan stopped in the rain, looked up at the sky, and realized that "Old White" had finally completed the spell-casting ceremony, summoning heavy rain to fight against the ogre gangster's fire attack tactics.

The heavy rain came in a timely manner, and quickly extinguished the flames on the activated trees. The "scrambler" and "tree man" who escaped the threat of fire returned to the battlefield, and the Asa warriors led by the Powhatan brothers and sisters attacked on both sides. King Shrek and his ogre warriors were surrounded by heavy siege.

Joan wiped the rain from his face and braved the heavy rain to search for the Soul Stealer in the bushes. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew beside him, and Qiao An hurriedly turned around and stabbed out the dagger. It's a pity that the thunder and rain affected his hearing and vision, and his reaction was delayed by half a beat. Just as he raised his dagger, the Soul Stealer rushed to him, his claws clamped tightly around his wrist, and his bloodshot eyes were fierce. Its mouth full of sharp teeth spits out a disgusting stench and vicious curses.

"Game time is over, kid! I'm going to rip your belly open and rip your guts apart!"

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