Chapter 380 Hurry Up

Ovacin ran away...  

Standing in the middle of a lava lake formed by the spread of lava, Punk looked gloomy at the distant sky, and the fiery ashes slowly fell like dark snowflakes, accompanied by the same fiery gust of wind, falling to the sky. The "black snow" on the ground once again danced in order to spread the destruction to a wider area...

Although Aowakin escaped at a very fast speed, it does not mean that Punk has no choice. Just like the "soul mark" left by Aowakin on Punk, now Punk is also in Aowakin. A more ingrained "soul mark" was left in his soul. With the current serious injury condition of the black dragon, Punk reckoned that there was nothing he could do with this mark. Flying to the south of the Howth Mountains, in terms of time, it will take more than a day for the seriously injured black dragon to fly away from the Howth Mountains.

"Hey, this time it's really endless!"

He sighed softly, feeling the warm feeling of being sucked into the lungs by the air of more than 700 degrees, but Punk's heart was icy cold.

"Well, although this guy ran away again, but...my pursuit will not stop, even if it's not for that legendary equipment, just to avoid future revenge, I have to hunt down this dragon to the ends of the earth! But Before that..."

The dust in the air was settling little by little, and the boiling glory began to cool down slowly. Under the breeze, the punk with cold eyes slowly turned around to look in the direction of Gray Rain Country.

Different from the previous "ordinary" missions that only lasted a month or two, this time the pursuit may last for a long time according to Punk's prediction. To make it impossible for him to recover from his injuries with peace of mind.

Considering that the "soul marks" on both sides will not decay for at least a hundred years, Punk estimates that this "Battle Royale" may last for decades, and such a long time will already change many things Now, Punk had to decide whether to take the weird eyeballs he put in Anya's eye sockets with him or not.

"The remnants of the laws in the strange eyeballs have an extremely important reference for advancing to the legend, and its importance is not inferior to the matter of chasing and killing Owakyin. It is already very risky to put it in the thinking of truth for a month or two. Maybe something will happen after decades... Sure enough, it is better to get it back. Although it is a pity that the "experiment" Anya is scrapped in advance, but... she is just a relatively talented apprentice after all. There are many more talented people in her!"

After careful consideration, Punk soon made a decision.

In his plan, he should rush back to the thought of truth as quickly as possible, "deal with" Anya and take away the eyeballs without any explanation, and then come back as fast as possible to hunt down the one flying straight south without stopping. Ovacin.

"Calculating carefully, the time is really tight, but... No matter how tight the time is, you can't do anything without recovering your magic power. Considering that the reporting procedure of the Church of the God of Justice has already been completed, there may already be a team of masters. The investigation team led by the strong man has come to the Hoth Mountains... It is really troublesome to avoid them!"

Thinking of this, Punk couldn't help frowning.

According to his perception of his own soul, due to the overdraft caused by the "soul mark" released by Ovacin at the last moment, the magic power that could be fully recovered in one minute now takes at least five minutes to recover half of it. It has to be said that the magic power The cost of overdrawing is still high, and now Punk has to spend a good five minutes of his precious time to restore his magic.

Idle is idle, just now that the magma lake is still boiling at high temperature, Punk simply took out a rock shrimp caught when setting up the volcanic circle and grilled it. Punk is starting to feel tired too, and he wouldn't mind the chance to taste some good food.

As a creature living on a volcano, the rock shrimp is undoubtedly very heat-resistant. The high temperature of more than 700 degrees in the air is just right for the rock shrimp, but it is obviously impossible for its thick rock carapace to withstand thousands of The lava was at a high temperature, and as Punk put the still struggling rock shrimp into the lava, the palm-sized creature soon became motionless after extreme convulsions.

Waving his hand to disperse the surrounding volcanic smoke and dust, Punk gently pushed aside the crispy shell of the rock shrimp, revealing a mass of crystal clear shrimp meat exuding a fragrant smell under the dusty shell.

Sprinkled with a sprinkling of spiced salt found in Ben Rachel's storage ring, Punk nibbles off a morsel of flesh from the rock prawns.

"Tsk tsk, the taste is really good, much better than dry food."

Feeling the silky and elastic shrimp trembling between his lips and teeth, Punk Yin's mood also improved a little.

Usually, in order to save time, punk’s food is almost always homemade high-nutrition magic dry food. This “wartime special dry food” specially invented by the Netheril era Grand Arcanist Coronara for master spellcasters is indeed nutritious. Rich, but... Punk can bet that as a legendary spellcaster who does not need to eat or drink, Coronara, who invented this kind of dry food, has never tasted this kind of dry food herself, probably not even the black bread in the slums It has the unpalatable taste of "magic dry food" like sawdust!

Punk, who has been eating magic dry food for a month, just took advantage of the five minutes of "doing nothing" to have a good time. It is not certain whether he will have time to stop and eat on the next day when he will hunt down Ovacin.

After eating five or six rock shrimps, Punk's magic power has recovered more than half. After wiping the grease on his mouth, Punk began to carefully perceive his state. Although time is very urgent, he doesn't want his soul The sequelae after leaving the overdrawn magic power.

But... After this perception, Punk was pleasantly surprised to find the only good news he had encountered so far—he had upgraded again.

Now Punk is already an eighteenth-level master spellcaster.

"Is this the effect of accumulation? After reaching level 17, he quickly advanced to level 18? But it's really bad to level up when the magic power is exhausted. In this case, the next level up will be extended for a long time"...

Well, this is really a kind of complaint that one doesn't know one's blessings. If those master-level powerhouses who have been stuck at a level for a thousand years heard this, they might spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Although it seems very fast, this kind of upgrade is not unexpected. You must know that Punk had already reached level 16 when the ruins of Netheril came out. With the speed of a "genius" like Punk, in Nether It is very slow to upgrade to two levels after staying in the Riel ruins for more than five hundred years, and now the rapid improvement of "accumulation and slow growth" is also normal.

"Anyway, in this way, I will have more confidence when facing Ovacin. With the life bonus of half-elven blood, I have more than 5,000 years of life left. Time has already passed. More than enough."

Smiling confidently, feeling the stronger magic power cheering in the soul, Punk was still very satisfied.

The matter of upgrading was not a problem for Punk before the legend, and now he needs to pay attention to it the most - he must seize the time to act.

Without stopping too much, after the reserve of magic power was safe, Punk immediately released a "kinetic energy boost" for himself and left the Sleeping Dragon Volcano. The branch of Truth Thoughts was not too close to the Maple Leaf Kingdom, and Owak was still there. Farther and farther south... punk time really needs to hurry up.