Emperor of Arcane

A fireball the size of a washbasin flew out with a roar.

It gradually expanded in the air, guided by spiritual power, and accurately landed in the center of the deformed black wolf.

"Boom" a loud noise!

The fireball exploded instantly, and the scorching tongues of fire engulfed several deformed black wolves.

It brought about a terrifying impact, tearing the surrounding aberrant black wolves into pieces.

When the smoke cleared, only four or five of the more than 10 deformed black wolves struggled to get up.

A spell!

Killed nearly ten deformed monsters in an instant!

All the soldiers who saw this scene were stunned and immediately became energetic!

The soldiers in the rear group rushed forward quickly and easily slaughtered several deformed black wolves that were unable to move easily.

The rogue who cleaned the battlefield came back with three pieces of primary flesh and blood essence, and proudly shouted to the big guy:

"Come on guys!"

Naturally not to be outdone, the other teams of warriors burst out with far greater enthusiasm than usual. Under the command of the knight Angela, they fought against the aberrant monsters that rushed over.

The aberrant fishmen were cleared out first.

Their bodies are short, their heads are the most fragile, their attack power is relatively weak, and their agility is relatively low.

As soon as the shield blocked it, the spear and sword fell, and they were basically killed.

However, the probability of them producing materials is not low, and five of them will basically drop one piece.

The threats from both sides were resolved, and the freed soldiers quickly supported other partners.

A thick, deformed bull came rushing towards him, breathing heavily.

It is nearly two meters tall, weighs over a thousand kilograms, and has two sharp horns on its head. It is a very intimidating big guy.

But the soft mud of the swamp did not cover its front hooves, making it very difficult to move.

Angela, who is very keen on fighting, mobilized soldiers to block it in the mud pit.

Before it could climb onto the road, four or five spears pierced it hard.

The smelly blood dyed the entire mud pit red.

The deformed bull kept howling, its whole body sank deeper and deeper, and was beheaded by Angela who came over with a sword.

The aberrant bull relied on its strong vitality to hold on until the end, and the other aberrant creatures had already been killed.

"Ding, you kill the aberrant black wolf and get 20 experience points."

"Ding, you get 30 experience points and 1 skill point by killing the aberrant black wolf."

"Ding, you get 20 experience points by killing the aberrant black wolf..."

"Ding, you kill..."

"...a little skill value!"

"..."

Basically the same kill prompt came into his ears, and Matthew quickly noticed the difference.

"Sure enough, if you do it yourself, the additional skill value you can gain should be equivalent to improving the proficiency of the skill."

"Looking at it this way, each has its own advantages..."

"It seems that I have to be more generous in the future."

Two huge deformed giant crocodiles arrived belatedly after all the deformed monsters died.

Matthew calculated the speed of the deformed giant crocodile and found that it was almost the same as the speed of an adult.

If the convoy gives up all its supplies, it should be able to pull off their pursuit.

As for these materials, the aberrant monsters will not be interested. You can wait until the night is over and collect them again tomorrow morning.

The feasibility of this plan is very high.

Matthew just sat quietly in the carriage, silently staring at the lucky "-3" on the attribute list.

Matthew still vaguely remembered the last days of his previous life as a player.

During the months of fighting, everything went wrong for his army and his kingdom.

Either there was a natural disaster, or the evil god resurrected, as if all the bad luck happened together.

Gradually, Matthew realized that there was an enemy behind it.

Faced with all the bad luck, Matthew tried his best to deal with it, even if it became more and more unlucky.

Until the critical moment of the decisive battle, the deadly weapons collectively "failed".

Knowing that he was helpless, Matthew sacrificed himself without hesitation, transformed into the strongest weapon, and violently took away the God of Death Jergal and the Great Evil God Lathander.

Unexpectedly, beside the two of them, Tymora, the goddess of luck, who was about to teleport away, was actually tricked by luck.

The teleportation failed, and without any decent resistance or struggle, they were taken away together by Matthew!

Now that he was thinking about it, Matthew immediately guessed that the ability to "choose fate" most likely came from Tymora, the goddess of luck.

Those who play with luck and misfortune will eventually be played by fate!

If Matthew kept running away, he might be able to hide for a while, but he would definitely not be able to escape forever!

"Try your best, don't miss any opportunity, your destiny will be shattered!"

Matthew stood up and looked at the giant deformed crocodile getting closer and closer, silently calculating the distance.

After the deformed giant crocodile on the right approached a range of 50 meters, he decisively threw another "fireball".

Boom!

The red fireball accurately hit the head of the deformed giant crocodile, and the expanding fire surrounded its upper body.

The rapid shock wave exploded countless sludge and sewage.

The violent shock made every soldier swallow his saliva as he faced the destruction of the "fireball".

When the thick smoke gradually dissipated, a large semicircular pit with a diameter of 4 to 5 meters appeared on the originally flat mud floor.

The power of fireball!

That’s it!

Everyone felt their scalps numb, and they began to be in awe of the power of Lord Matthew.

Even the old butler Narf, who was standing next to Matthew, didn't expect that Matthew's fireball technique would be so powerful!

It far exceeds the fireball technique released by ordinary mages and arcane masters!

"Could it be that the lord has been studying and improving the fireball technique?"

"In other words, the Lord's talent is already so strong, but he has never shown it..."

"Looking at it this way, Lord Lord's choice to sign a contract with the young dragon is really a good one. With his accumulation and potential, the arcanist level will be improved soon. Maybe..."

"Roar……!"

The black smoky head of the deformed giant crocodile poked out of the semicircular mud pit.

1/3 of its mouth was blown open, revealing a bright red gap inside, and there were even flames sizzling and burning.

The deformed giant crocodile, which seemed to have no sense of pain, shook its head and dropped pieces of blood and minced meat.

Before it could crawl out completely, another flying fireball hit its head.

The expanding fire brought terrifying destructive power and completely tore its head into pieces. The huge headless body twisted wildly twice, and finally fell into the soft mud pit with a "snap".

"Ding, you use the leapfrog spell - Fireball, which consumes 60 (extra 50% consumption) mana points."

"Ding, the fireball you released caused 16 points of final damage to the aberrant crocodile (vitals increased by 100%), and the aberrant crocodile died..."

"Ding, you will gain 70 experience points by killing the aberrant crocodile and gain one skill point."

Matthew, who had consumed 180 mana points in one breath, breathed a sigh of relief and sat down calmly.

He put down the staff that had exhausted the number of fireball releases, turned to Angela in the center of the team and said:

"The vitality is relatively tenacious, about 5 times that of the deformed bull. It moves slowly, reacts slowly, and is very slow to face attacks."

"Now, it's a good opportunity to exercise. Everyone works together to solve it, and then we continue on our way."

Hearing Matthew's extremely confident voice, the soldiers who woke up from the shock once again truly felt the power and terror of the arcanist, and at the same time they became more excited.

It is definitely a blessing to have such a lord!

Matthew, who had spent most of his mana and now only had 70 points left, naturally wouldn't tell everyone that he was almost out of ammunition and food.

He is smiling and enjoying everyone's awed looks!

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