Chapter 285 Iron-Toothed Black Crow

"This is a big trouble, this is a big trouble"!

Seeing the iron-toothed black crow that turned into a pitch-black arrow shoot towards him, Peter babbled in his mouth while being anxious.

God knows, he has only been promoted to the official level for more than a year. This time, he took an apprentice task without knowing the sky and the earth, and was almost discovered by a red-robed official-level mage. Don’t think that this Peter escaped with some deterrence and domineering power. It's just that he, as a coward, resolutely admits that he is a coward, and after taking a long detour, he was lucky to avoid the enemy.

But now, standing at the gate of the branch of the Thinking of Truth, he cannot be avoided! If you run away here, you will become a deserter, and the law enforcement team will be the first to let him go.

So even though Peter hasn't experienced any formal battles until now, now he has to start preparing to meet the enemies that are already in sight.

Facing the iron-toothed crow that was approaching at high speed, Peter chose to use a full-scale spell "Frostbolt" to meet him head-on, and then he quickly backed to the right and rear. This is the way Peter saw in a book about mage fighting methods to deal with fast-attacking enemies-first interfere with the enemy's attack, and then try to dodge!

However, the effect of Peter's "tactical response" after making such a set of "tactical responses" is really not very good.

As a newly promoted official-level mage, Peter knows only three official-level spells in total, and they are still very standard three spells: attack, defense, and support. Frostbolt", "High Mage Armor" that almost everyone knows, and a "Frost Nova" that is better than nothing.

In fact, Peter's lame Frostbolt misses the target at all.

He didn't know that the "response to attack" written in the spell book refers to responding to the kind of uncontrollable straight-line attack, but facing the enemy, Peter is a iron-toothed crow that can fine-tune itself during flight at any time!

Peter overestimated the accuracy of his spells under panic, and he underestimated Crow's intuition as a tyrannical monster. Any mistakes in battle would pay a heavy price, and Peter was no exception.

The black crow in mid-air suddenly turned slightly sideways, and the ice arrow flashing azure blue lustered close to the iron-toothed black crow's belly and brushed past. Peter's spell only left a layer of painless frost on the black crow's belly feathers, which did not hinder the black crow's attack at all.

And the iron-toothed black crow, which escaped the attack, did not stop at all. Its pair of black glossy wings were completely closed on both sides of its body, and its whole body turned into a sharp shuttle like a fish swimming in water. That is, the black beak of the Crow pointed directly at Peter's heart.

"ah"! !

Accompanied by the sudden lightning, a streak of blood burst out in the heavy rain, and large handfuls of blood splashed on the black and purple ground of the swamp, and the shrill screams could be heard endlessly under the gloomy clouds.

Peter clutched his broken right arm in a state of embarrassment and flew to the right rear in a whirl. His body directly plowed a deep ravine in the swamp until he smashed three or four rocks blocking the way. It just stopped, and now, Peter, who was lying in the mud, was already stained red with blood on half of his body.

But Peter didn't die, he just had a broken arm.

At the last moment, the "High Mage Armor" blessed by Peter saved his life. After the iron-toothed crow's beak deflected after breaking through the defense of the "High Mage Armor", the terrifying "Shuttle" ' grazed Peter's heart, only shattering half his left lung and half his shoulder.

But Peter collapsed in the rubble, motionless.

Don't get me wrong, this kind of injury is far from enough to kill a full-level mage, but Peter obviously didn't intend to get up, he fainted, or...he pretended to be fainted.

Peter didn't think it was possible for him to defeat such a terrifying monster, so he simply fell into the gravel and pretended to be unconscious, so that he could avoid the accusation of "running away". As for reputation... Peter said that even if he returned to the truth, It is better to be pointed at the nose and called a coward after thinking about it than to die now!

It was safe for Peter to hide like this. He suppressed the fluctuation of vitality to an extremely low level. The crow with poor perception ability did not even look at this poor "prey". The apprentices who were still in a daze.

At this moment, the group of apprentices including Anya didn't realize what happened at all. The fight between the official-level powerhouses was too fast for a group of junior apprentices like them who were still ordinary people, such as Anya. Opening her eyes wide, Anya still only saw a flash of white light, and then the domineering mentor who led the team flew out and died.

Because everything happened so fast, these apprentices didn't even have time to disperse, they all stared blankly into the air, looking for the black crow in the gloomy sky.

But soon, everyone will not have to look for it.

Those four blood-red eyes were fixed on all the apprentices. The undisguised murderous intent made many apprentices tremble and even incontinence.

This is a genuine official-level monster. Although it has no wisdom, its almost substantive killing intent still overwhelms everyone. Including Anya, the apprentices even feel that the air is frozen. Under the gaze of the Crow, these apprentices couldn't even move even if they wanted to run.

Killing intent, hatred, tyranny.

The Iron-toothed Crow is such a creature. It has forgotten that it is on the way to escape. Now, this magical beast looked at the crowded apprentices with madness, and then flew to mid-air.

Anya watched the "crow" spread its wings, and a very bad feeling surged in her heart. She knew this feeling instinctively—it was the feeling of death.

The feeling I want is not wrong!

The iron-toothed black crow in mid-air suddenly flapped its wings violently at an extremely fast frequency, and a large number of metal-colored hairs carried a sharp "hissing" sound falling down at an extremely fast speed. A cloud of "mist" looked like a large cloud of metallic mist quickly falling towards the apprentices from a distance.

"It's over, am I going to die here? Damn it! I'm so unwilling!"

Anya resisted the fear of screaming, bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. She already thought of what would happen to herself and all the apprentices. Thousands of "wires" coming at the speed of sound would nail everyone down. into minced meat.

Fortunately, this time, the destruction did not come as expected.

At some point, the sound of heavy rain and strong wind had disappeared.

Anya, who was ready to die, slowly opened her eyes in surprise, and then, she saw a magnificent scene that she would never forget in her life!