Mage Joan

Gray had a hunch that the lizard man shaman would cast spells again, speeding up and rushing up. Just as the fingertips were about to touch Chud's chest, the body of the Lizardman Shaman suddenly shrunk out of thin air, and turned into a crow with black feathers and red eyes.

Gray froze for a moment, grabbed a stone and threw it into the air. The crow flapped its wings, easily avoiding the stone attack, and the sky croaked, showing a sense of mockery.

Gray was so angry that he bent down again to find the stone. Chud's changing crow preemptively attacked, the bird's claws glanced down, a column of lightning struck down the sky, hitting the back of the gray bag beast ridge thundered.

The power of the 3rd Ring Lightning Technique is far from comparable to that of the 1st Ring Lightning Technique, and Gray’s powerful physique is also a bit overwhelming. He was knocked down by the Thunder and couldn’t help groaning painfully. After a brief paralysis, he struggled to try Get up. However, before he could even get up, another electric light descended from the sky, knocking it down again, and the back skin that was continuously struck by lightning was fleshed and bloody.

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Joan squatted in the bushes, watching the Lizardman Shaman summon thunder to bombard Grey. He was anxious and angry, but still trying to keep calm, thinking about how to help Grey out of trouble.

If the lizardman shaman still stays on the ground, Joan can always rush up to fight with him desperately, but at this time the other party has turned into a crow and hangs in the air, what other means can threaten him?

Joan raised his head to visually observe the flying height of the crow, about 20 yards from the bush he was hiding in. This was already far beyond the range limit of the "frozen ray", and the dart could not maintain the accurate head at such a long distance. Obviously, the only thing he could rely on now The only means of attack is "the hands of higher mages".

Joan made a spellcasting gesture without thinking, and sang the mantra in a low voice.

"Rúma!"

The moment he spit out the spell activation character, Joan looked nervously into the sky, happily discovering that Chud didn't notice any abnormalities, and still devoted his main energy to maintaining the spell concentration, calling a third thunder to bombard Gray.

Joan took a deep breath. Thousands of high-intensity training in the past had not been in vain, allowing him to keep his focus on the spell at an emergency. The remote control of the invisible magic hand pulled out the poisoned dart from his waist, quietly extended into the air, turned Instantly extending fifty feet away, there was less than ten feet in height difference from a crow suspended in midair.

Joan also wanted to remotely control the "Higher Master's Hand" to continue to approach Chude, the closer the distance, the more confident the hit. Unfortunately, the lizard man shaman was more alert than he expected, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the "Hand of the High Master".

Can't wait any longer!

Joan gritted his teeth, his pupils contracted sharply, and concentrated all his mental strength on the remote control of the "High Master's Hand", struggling to throw out the poison dart.

A silver awn suddenly flashed through the air, flying past the crow's belly.

Joan groaned in his heart, subconsciously thinking that the poison dart he had just thrown missed.

The crow's embarrassed turbulence rolled over, struggling to stretch his wings to stabilize his figure, and his scarlet eyes burned with anger, making a murderous cry to the trees where Qiao'an was hiding.

boom! A ray of thunder fell down. Joan seemed to suddenly lose weight, bounced lightly, and rolled helplessly in the bushes. Severe pain accompanied by a sense of paralysis spread all over his body. He saw the crow like a runaway meteorite in dim light, struggling to flap his wings to try to stabilize the flying height, but still unable to fall down from his heart, and kept screaming in horror.

Seeing this scene, Joan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the last second before he lost consciousness, he knew that his dart had at least caused some abrasions to the Lizardman shaman, and he was more relieved that the paralytic toxin applied on the dart was more effective than he expected.

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I don't know how long afterwards, a warm touch on his cheek made Joan gradually regain consciousness from the deep coma, trying to get rid of the shackles of darkness, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a horrible and concerned face.

Gray knelt beside Joan, his hands gently hugged his head, and he was sobbing sadly. All six eyes were full of tears, and the teardrops fell on Joan's face, bringing a familiar warmth.

"Don't cry... I'm not dead yet." Joan smiled weakly.

Gray's tears suddenly widened, his face full of sorrow quickly turned into ecstasy, and he jumped and cheered.

Joan lay on the grass, moved his numb hands and feet a little, and stood up hard. No obvious trauma was found on the body, but half of the body was still numb, which was supposed to be the sequelae left by the lightning strike.

Joan helped the bush to Gray and asked weakly, "How is that crow?"

"Moge!" Gray's face was angry, and he turned and burrowed into the grass, dragging out a **** lizardman corpse. Joan can only recognize the identity of the deceased from the gray robes with blood stains on the body, and then look at his almost squashed head. It is not difficult to imagine that Chud fell down after being poisoned and was caught by Gray, and he stepped on a foot. Head.

Joan rested for two minutes, feeling that his energy had recovered, and walked to the body of the Lizardman Shaman to search carefully. Fortunately, Gray just stepped on his head, and he hadn't had time to take his body to vent his anger. The things that Chud carried with him were completely preserved, including two small leather pockets in a waist bag And the three glass medicine bottles, and the belt around his waist, all glow dimly with magical glory.

Joanne hasn't studied "appraisal technique" yet. He can only see that these items contain magic power, but he can't know what magic effect they have. The only exception was the three bottles of potion, which he saw once in Aunt Barbara's grocery store and recognized it as a magic potion containing healing magic.

Joan took out two bottles of potion, distributed one bottle to Gray, opened the other bottle himself, sniffed it first, and exuded the fragrance that is really unique to the healing potion, and took the courage to drink it. A cool sensation spread from the throat to the whole body, and the medicinal effect was quickly exerted. The tingling and numbness caused by the electric shock were immediately dispelled by the potion.

Gray swallowed the potion together with the glass bottle into his belly, just like eating a jelly bean. After that, he smacked his mouth and showed a comfortable expression. The wound caused by the lightning strike on the back quickly stopped bleeding and scarred, which shows the remarkable effect of the medicine.

The remaining bottle of healing potion, Joan was reluctant to use it, and packed it into the backpack along with other unidentified loot. A hot wind blew behind him, and Joan looked back, realizing that the lizard man shaman's fire ignited with spells was burning more and more prosperously, and was spreading towards the cave.

Joan looked at the flames and smoke for a few seconds, and turned to ask Gray: "Apart from this, do you have any other places to hide?"

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