"What kind of scroll is this," asked Victoria, surprised. "3 Rings Divine Spell Removal Curse."
Roland replied with a smile.
When Victoria heard this, it dawned on her that the source of her headache and nausea was neither injury nor poisoning, but a curse lurking in that evil spell.
"Seeing that you are not very old and your rank is not high, how do you know so much" Victoria couldn't help but look at Roland with a slightly admiring look, "It seems that there are always exceptions to everything, and handsome guys are not all straw bales" "Uh, thanks to the compliment, I really don't dare to be" Roland cried and laughed.
At this moment, two long sharp roars were heard in the air, and the two bipedal wyverns swooped down one after another.
Without even thinking about it, Roland grabbed Victoria and picked it up, turned around and rushed into the snowdrift.
"Why are you going too far like this?"
Victoria was caught under his armpit again, and her dignity was swept away in pain, and she was so angry that her two little thin legs kicked wildly.
Roland crashed headlong into a snowdrift, and the internal space suddenly opened up, which was the tunnel dug by the insects of the Lyudmila Belt before.
There were two muffled noises overhead, and the crater trembled, and a large amount of snow powder fell, apparently just being struck by a wyvern.
Roland leaned on the cave wall and listened, then turned his head and rushed out.
Confused by him, Victoria followed and asked loudly, "What are you going to do?"
"Try to slaughter the Wyvern."
Roland said without looking back.
"I'm afraid it's hard, and you can't fly," Victoria shook her head.
Roland turned around and grinned at her, the two rows of white teeth were neatly lit, "That's not necessarily, just look at it." ” By this time, the wyvern had already skimmed over their heads, gliding through the air, lowering its altitude again, spreading its wings in preparation for a dive.
Roland quickly observed the terrain, then turned on his "acceleration boots" and rushed to the snow-covered slope on the opposite side like a gust of wind, ran to the top of the slope and jumped hard, and jumped nearly thirty feet high Victoria looked up at his back, amazed at the incredible height of the jump, but no matter how high she jumped, she was still a long way from the wyvern.
Roland didn't intend to achieve his goal in a single jump, and the moment he reached the highest point, he took a step forward, stepped on a towering ice shoot, and used his strength to perform the "Heavenly Jump" again, and soared up to 30 feet high.
On the way up, he also took the time to bless himself with a "defeat the enemy first", using the magic power to return to evolve a pair of shining dragon wings, reaching the highest point of the jump, and then vibrating the dragon wings to continue to fly high, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of a two-legged flying dragon, and slashed at the slender neck of the fierce beast with a volley of swords.
Victoria's gaze was fixed on Roland, and as Roland continued to rise in height, her mouth gradually widened, and finally when Roland really flew up and cut off the head of the wyvern with a sword, the little red lips finally turned into a big O-word, and her eyes were full of shock.
Roland retracted Durandal, and the blood of the wyvern rained down the blade, and the corpse fell in two places.
The duration of "Dragon Wing Soaring" is directly proportional to the spell level, and the magic power provided by the one-ring spell is only enough to fly for 6 seconds, and the light of the dragon wings behind him quickly fades, and Roland slowly falls to the ground.
A long cry of hatred rang out in the air, and another wyvern swirled and pounced, trying to avenge his companion.
Roland ignored it, and someone had his own to help him deal with the brute.
A beam of green light shot through the air, and the magic turned into a large net of force fields that entangled the wyvern on its feet, preventing it from spreading its wings and flying as it normally would.
The figure of the witch in red appeared in the air, holding a staff and coldly watching the wyvern struggle in vain under the force field.
This 4-ring spell designed to deal with flying creatures is called "Beam Wings", and is an upgraded version of "Earth Bondage", which not only prohibits the target from flying, but also firmly binds its limbs, making it difficult to break free no matter how hard it tries, and falls headlong like a kite with a broken string.
The thud wyvern fell from a thousand feet in the air, smashing a large crater in the snow, shattering all over his bones, and his torn body was barely intact by the bright green force field net.
The dying wyvern let out a faint wail.
Victoria looked unbearable and stabbed her sword into the dragon's heart, ending its pain.
In another corner of the canyon, a group of minotaurs went to reinforcements under the scolding of Vandal.
Wrapped in a snow-white magical cloak, Katya the Fool rushed down the hill under the cover of invisibility, silently approached behind a minotaur, and kicked him in the neck with a flying kick, knocking the unsuspecting monster into the snowdrift.
The minotaur roared from its wide nostrils, bracing its hands on the ground in an attempt to get up and take revenge on the attackers.
Katya had already jumped on his back first.
The cuffs quietly slipped out of a cold light, and with a snort, the 2 sharp blood-light thin sword "Rose" pierced deeply into the crack of the back of the Minotaur's neck, and with a shake of the wrist, the medulla oblongata was shattered, and the sturdy body under the feet of the half-elf girl suddenly stiffened and did not move.
A nearby minotaur spotted Katya and swept across with a tomahawk.
Katya flicked her cloak and instantly "advanced mirror shadow technique", and immediately an extra figure appeared beside her.
The minotaur slashed at the mirror shadow with an axe, and couldn't help but stagger forward due to the action of inertia.
Katya slowly raised her palm, and the arcane energy blasted out of her palm in a suffocating, hot airstream.
The spell is extremely effective, suffocating the impact The thud minotaur was knocked on his back in the snow by the blast wave, his mouth wide open, and he inhaled hard.
Katya's face was cold, and she stepped forward and slashed its throat with a sword, so that it no longer needed to breathe.
Heavy footsteps rang all around, tomahawks reflected the snow and shone brightly, and the minotaurs surrounded them.
Katya spat out a string of incantations, quickly uncloaked and tossed into the air, looking like she was flying into the air.
The Minotaurs all looked up at the sky, their eyes all focused on the snow-white cloak, and when they realized that it was just a simple illusion, Katya's true form had already been hiding behind them to finish casting the spell, and raised their hands to wave out the billowing mist.
Camouflage casting, Stinky Cloud Camouflage spellcasting is a unique spell casting technique of the "Fool" class, and the spell will gain an additional exemption difficulty for those who are caught off guard, and combined with Katya's superb intelligence attributes, all the minotaurs shrouded in the stinky cloud will be hit and vomited.
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Vigraf slid down the other side of the slope, taking a deep breath before holding his breath and rushing into the stinky cloud-shrouded area.
His superior physique allowed him to hold his breath for a long time to avoid inhaling poisonous gases, and he turned on his fury to pick up his great sword and slash down the minotaurs who were weakened by the stinky clouds.
Both sides were affected by the stinky clouds, and could only see within five feet at most, but Vigraf, with the "sensitive hearing" and "blind fighting" specialties bestowed by the dragon totem, was obviously more adapted to this special battlefield environment than the minotaur, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere the great sword swept, and the moo moo wails were endless.
Rushing from one end of the stinky cloud to the other, Vigraf couldn't count how many minotaurs he had killed and wounded along the way, turned around and spewed out a breath of dragon's breath, and the heat wave rumbled along with the flames, drowning the minotaurs who had been chasing them in a sea of fire, and in the blink of an eye they were all hot roasted whole cows
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