Mage Joan

Joan rolled in a hurry, thrilled to escape the bite of the wolf, and struggled to get up. Facing Zalf, who was approaching the wolf, he staggered back with the electric blade until his back hit the tree trunk.

The goblin knight looked down on this little mage who had nowhere to escape. His eyes quickly shifted to the flashing electric dagger in his hand, and he protruded the right palm with iron gloves in a near alms tone. : "Tell me to activate the spell of this magic dagger, leaving you with a whole body."

Joan ignored Zalf's extortion and released his right hand to quickly cast a spellcasting gesture to release the "greasy technique" in the open space between himself and Zalf.

Zalf sneered and watched him finish the spell. Suddenly the reins shook, and the crotch wolf roared and jumped with strength, like a cloud of black clouds skimming through the mud and rushing towards Joan.

Without thinking, Joan threw out the electric blade as a dart, turned his head to hide behind the tree, opened the satchel and hurriedly found it.

Zalfu volleyed his sword and opened the electric blade, urging the wolf ride to chase up, and saw the one-eyed young mage leaning against the tree trunk, gasping violently, his white and handsome face covered with sweat, and holding a small piece of it in his hand. The twigs that had just been broken down from the tree looked terrified.

"Little fellow, do you want to use that branch to resist my sword? Then try it!" Zalfu grinned and raised his broad sword, slamming his head toward the young mage.

Jian Guang, like a lightning bolt, made Joan unable to open his eyes. He placed all his hopes on the branch in his hand and silently recited the mantra given by Ilmin Sur.

"Ahya!"

The elven mantra that represents "change" activates the sleeping magic of the "Branch of Ilminsur", and the green branches merge with Joan, shining brightly, forcing Zalfu to suspend the offensive and cover up the stinging eyes. Golden light.

When the magical glory diminished, Zalf was shocked to find that the young mage had just disappeared out of thin air, replacing him with a behemoth of half a tree and half a tree. The tall body is more than twenty feet, the surface is covered with rough bark, and the slender limbs look like twisted roots and branches.

Before Zalf had recovered from the shock, Joan, who was transformed into a "treeman", poured his anger on him, struggling to wave a huge palm, and slapped Zalf off the wolf with a slap. Back, stepped on the foot, and repeatedly crushed, trampling this goblin knight into a ball of **** flesh.

The wolf roared and jumped, biting the tree with his fangs. The rough and hard bark skin made the sharp spikes white and effortless, and Joan hardly felt pain. He reached out and grabbed the tail of the wolf, throwing the animal up with a force, and drawing an arc in the air and ruthlessly. Shoot on the ground. With a loud bang, the wolf's head touched the ground and the brain burst on the spot!

Joan dropped the **** wolf corpse, let out a roaring roar towards the night sky, shook off two thick roots and long legs, strode into the forest glade, waved his arms and beat the group of people who were besieging Gray and Jamie. The wolf cavalry slaps the goblin and the wolf into meat patties, and the blood splashes scream.

Joan, who turned into a tree man, swept the battlefield like a storm. After the two-minute turnaround time expired, Joan returned to the human form. At this time, there was no longer a living wolf ride in the forest, and he looked around and bloody. Broken limbs can be seen everywhere. After the fierce fierce battle, twenty-one goblins including Zalf and their wolves were spared, and more than half of them were killed by Joan who turned into a "tree man".

During his transformation, Joan himself suffered a lot of skin and flesh injuries. At that time, he was afraid of bleeding and pain due to a tough bark. Now he has returned to human form, and his body can't eat it, supporting the call of "tears of God." Immerse in a kettle to make a healing potion, half taken orally for washing wounds, and finally stop bleeding.

At the same time that Joan cleared the wound, Gray and Jamie helped Tom and the Dindal brothers get rid of the traps and regain their freedom. The three had just witnessed Joan transforming into a half-human half-tree and a huge monster sweeping the wolf ride. They were all deeply shocked and looked at Joan with a little more awe. Dick also complained half-jokingly: "Joan, you With such a powerful spell, why didn't you use it early, which caused us a false alarm."

Joan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This is not a spell that I have mastered... I can only maintain the form of a tree man for at most two minutes a day, and it will return to its original state afterwards." So too lazy to explain in detail.

Tom checked the situation in the camp and brought everyone good news and bad news. The good news is that Weiss was not seriously injured in the attack just now and is still in a lethargic state; the bad news is that everyone's mounts were shot by goblins and gangsters, and the next trip can only be driven by legs.

Although we just experienced a **** battle, and everyone was overwhelmed, sleeping and sleeping all night, we were exhausted. However, considering it was too dangerous to stay here, and eager to rush to the barracks for help, we decided to set off immediately.

Jamie opened the way at the forefront of the team. The Dindal brothers followed, waving the dagger from time to time to cut off the blocking vines and branches. Gray walked in the middle of the team carrying the unconscious Weiss, and Joan and Tom were responsible for breaking.

After two consecutive days of driving in the jungle, frequent attacks on the way, coupled with no time to rest, everyone's mood was very low, completely relying on perseverance to drag the tired body to move the footsteps, no mood to chat, walking silently along the way, The atmosphere is a bit depressed.

Joanne is the weakest one in the team. At the beginning of walking on the road, he could still rely on the magic power of the "sports belt" to keep up with the pace of his companions. With the passage of time, the sun gradually turned west, his physical strength was severely overdrawn, and his footsteps became more and more staggered. Gray couldn't bear it, and reached over to pick him up and put it on his shoulder.

Joan thanked the big friend gratefully. The body couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to accept Gray's help and just sat on his shoulder to rest. The gray bag's physical strength seems to be endless, and at the same time carrying Joan and Weiss, he is still walking vigorously, and does not seem tired at all.

A group of people went on a difficult journey until the sun was about to set and stopped to take a breath. Roger opened the map scroll for a long time, and later told his companions pessimistically: "Go down at this speed and we will see the barracks as early as tomorrow evening."

"Unfortunately our horses are sacrificed... Seriously, I really envy the goblins at this time, if we can also tame beasts like wolves or bears as mounts." Dick laughed bitterly. Said.

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