Legendary Mage

Morin looked calmly at the advancing enemies, their hideous faces and cold weapons were close at hand. Then Mo Lin suddenly chanted a spell.

The time when the sound of the spell sounded was just right. When the spell just ended, a frosty air sprayed around with Mo Lin as the center.

"Ice Nova" launched!

The centaurs and orcs were frozen in place by Moline's magic in a half arc.

"Well, it turned out to be a magician?" the green robe orc exclaimed. At this time, Moline had quickly backed off. Although the Centaur holding the bow and arrow continued to shoot arrows to attack Moline, Moline quickly and evasively evaded.

After retreating to a certain distance, Morin continued to recite the spell, and the flames on the magic bead blade stick condensed into a spherical shape.

"call!"

Along with the roar of the flames, the fireball dragging the long flame tail tore the dim sand and hit the centaur archer without error.

The centaur was blown back by the fireball and fell over, and at the same time the flame covered his whole body, burning his fur wantonly. The screaming sound was mixed with fur, and the smell of burnt fluttered out, but it was shattered by the wind.

Moline then waved his blade, and a blue-violet light ball blasted into the flame like a shrunken meteor, and the screaming centaur disappeared for a moment.

At that moment, the green robe orc sneered and said, "It seems that I underestimate you, little magician, but your magic is here!"

After the orc had finished speaking, he also picked up his weapon from his mount, which was actually a twisted and rough staff. I saw that the orc was also chanting a spell, and hurried towards his own team.

After the spell was over, the green robe orc came behind him. He thrust the staff with unstable lightning on the ground, and then the lightning on the staff splashed out with the thunder of thunder.

Those lightnings spread to all the soldiers as they saw them, and for a moment, the freezing ice of everyone's lower body was melted by lightning. All orcs and centaurs regained their ability to move.

"Purge!"

A powerful magic of the shaman can dispel both the unfavorable magic of his own body and the buffal magic of his enemies.

Mo Lin saw that the "Frozen Star" had been solved, and the orcs and centaurs had recovered their ability to move. Mo Lin knew that he was in trouble.

Although in trouble, Morin was not in a panic. He drew a dagger in his left hand, and held a magic bead blade in his right hand, and he was ready for a melee battle.

He believes that although he is facing more than ten enemies, it is still very easy for him to survive more than ten seconds under their attack.

Once the cool time of "Frozen Star" arrives, you can make a difference.

While Moline was thinking in this way, when Snell saw Moline fighting alone, the fighting spirit was also inspired.

He pulled out the arrow on his left shoulder, roared and came to Moline's side, and began to face the enemy together with Moline. Okla also barely stood up at this time, less than twenty yards behind Moline and Snell, and began to chant the "Healing Wave" spell to Snell.

"Disperse the attack and go to two people to take the little girl away!" the orc shaman ordered.

The attacking orc really obeyed the command and quickly separated the two people to bypass Moline and ran towards Oklah.

On the side of Morin, the orcs and centaurs had been entangled, and Snell was also alone against four enemies.

Fortunately, Oklah's magic fell on Snell in time, and a stream of green light rushed down his head, and the wound on his shoulder gradually healed.

Seeing that there are many enemies on the other side, although Morin can calmly avoid, it is difficult to get a chance to attack. At the same time, he also saw two orcs running towards Oklah. At this moment of crisis, Moline showed his ability to fight in all directions.

auzw.com This ability to take care of all corners of the battlefield is naturally the result of cultivation in the underground world.

Morin raised his right hand as he responded to the battle in front of him. He gripped the blade with three fingers, leaving the palm of his hand free. While operating the magic power, the magic circle of the right wrist "transformation" suddenly lights up.

Since Morin had already glimpsed the location of the Orc soldiers who had attacked and estimated their movement trajectories, he escaped suddenly after avoiding several attacks. At the same time, the blue-violet light beam in the right palm radiated out with precision Shot at one of the orc soldiers.

The running orc soldier suddenly became a lamb, and after falling a few legs in the air, he suddenly fell.

When Mo Lin turned around, he instantly remembered the direction of the soldiers' offensive attack, so he almost seemed to see from the back, and he easily escaped several attacks from behind.

Then, Mo Lin tumbled on the spot, avoiding the splits of the two orcs, and when he stood up again, there was already a blue-purple light flowing on his magic bead blade.

"Puff puff!"

Three blue-violet beams dragged their long tails and struck another orc who attacked Oklah.

The orc had raised a machete with a two-handed slap to Oklah. When he saw that Oklah was about to die under the sword, Moline's three Arcane Missiles arrived in time.

Three missiles struck the orc's back in succession. The orc was snarled and slanted, and a large knife flew across Oklah to the ground, his back suddenly flesh and blood.

However, these three missiles are not enough to kill the orc. He was only slightly injured, which aroused his murderous nature; unfortunately, Oklah was not idle, and lightning flashed on her staff, just a second after the arrival of Morin's attack , Her "Lightning Bolt" also flew out.

The two were very close, and Oklah's "Lightning Bolt" was almost directly placed on the orc soldier.

In a gorgeous flash of lightning, the orc twitched and fell to the ground. Although he was not dead, he had no power to fight anymore.

Here Morin turned back to face many enemies and shouted to Snar: "Snar, stay away from me first!"

Snare had been scorched by the enemies that had entangled himself. When he saw Mo Lin so smoothly, and he could take care of many battles, he realized that he was not a little bit different from this human.

In these days, almost all hunting is under the command of Mo Lin, but the actual combat strength is his Snare. This will inevitably give him an illusion: he is still very strong, at least not much worse than Mo Linbi.

However, once faced with such a real life-and-death battle, he really realized that the gap between him and Moline was an insurmountable gap!

Such emotions flashed in Snell's heart, and when he heard Morin's words, he even listened. With the anger that he just excited, he struggled to make a "slash", and his body quickly withdrew.

"Chopping the sheep!" Morin immediately jumped to Snare's position, blocking the enemy who was chasing him, and at the same time the sound of the spell rang again in his mouth.

With a roar, Snell had already launched a "charge", his whole person was like a sword, bursting through the diffuse sand, and instantly came to the lamb.

"Ice Nova!"

"Heroic Strike!"

The skills of the two were launched almost simultaneously. With a "bang", almost all the orcs and centaurs were frozen again; at the same time, with a miserable cry of sheep, another orc soldier who attacked Okla became a two-section corpse and recovered original appearance.

At this point in the battle, the orc has lost three combat powers, but Morin is unharmed.

The orc shaman narrowed his eyes and stared at Morin, his **** eyes full of horror. In the battle just now, he was also analyzing his enemies.

"The two orcs are not worth mentioning, but this little human mage, um, for the time being he is a magician." The orc shaman thought to himself, "His super martial arts and super fighting consciousness are the magic. Power and control are also superb. When did humans train such freaks?"

However, to think about it, he has decided to start his final attack, because the "sandstorm totem" he set up here is almost at its limit.

"The kid's game should be over," said the orc shaman with a sneer. "It's time to let you know what is the power of an adult!"