Orc God-level Miner

An Ran gasped for two breaths, only then could he see clearly what the black and crushed piece was, it was a poisonous mosquito.

This thing hates more than the poisonous bee, not to mention its strong toxicity, and it will draw blood. Such a large group of poisonous mosquitoes can't be killed. Once surrounded, how much blood do you have for them to suck?

The negative effects are immediate.

An Ran yelled at Terry in his heart, and his mind turned quickly. Under the cover of sacred light, Igarashi white ghost struggling to attack the most concentrated place of poisonous mosquitoes. This thing is like a saber ant. Together with it, it will be scum.

Although the Igarashi White Ghost is mighty, it can't resist the large number of poisonous mosquitoes. He will be stung from time to time. This level of venom will not bring any fatal consequences, but will only produce some side effects, such as physical strength. The consumption speed increased, such as dizziness... Seeing that there were many red spots on the arm of the Igarashi White Ghost, An Ran quickly took out a small basket of avoiding pill from the space.

"Ayan, take it and divide it. We are still looking for a baby, but we can't die here." Qin Muyan nodded, took the bamboo basket in An Ran's hand, and fed a pill into his mouth, and then quickly pointed towards it. Igarashi's white ghost swept away from the location.

At this time, Gu Yan was already awake. As an orc warrior, he would naturally not be willing to hide behind his companions. He also rushed up to help, and was pulled back by An Ran. An Ran almost exhausted all his strength before pulling. Live him. "Let your pet spit fire on it, don't mess with it."

Gu Yan looked at An Ran like this, and didn't dare to say anything against him. Turned his head to call Minghuo away.

Fire is the best attack method against colonies such as saber ants, poisonous mosquitoes, and poisonous bees. Minghuo pulled the wind once again, it was holding its stomach, and received an amnesty from Enron and made him guilty and meritorious. Is this a good thing? Not only can he breathe out the grievances accumulated in his chest, but also reflect his value.

It's not just that the nightmare is useful, but it's what it is to spread the illusion. He Minghuo is also useful! In this team, except for Enron. The only turret is him. In many cases, spell attacks are more powerful than physical attacks. Chopping poisonous mosquitoes with a knife? Slap poisonous mosquitoes with paws?

Dear, you are showing off.

Can these be used together to burn faster?

Igarashi White Ghost is an orc warrior in the mid-Hongmeng period, so what? Then you have to pat the mosquitoes slowly, Ya is not as good as a little mage who can only send out small fireballs.

One shot one small one, one big one burns!

Feng Shui turns, and Igarashi White Ghost finally realizes the mood of Underworld Talent. An Ran gave him the follow-up work only because he was worthy of his consideration. Who knew that would happen, and in the end, he would let Gu Yan's contract monster beast to help with the aftermath.

There is only one word that can describe the mood of the Igarashi White Ghost at this time-aggrieved!

Minghuo spit up a small fireball like a chicken blood. He was too strong, making the Igarashi White Ghost very useless, and the Igarashi White Ghost was not stupid. Seeing that he was not needed, he would not slam on it. Physical attack against poisonous mosquitoes is indeed a stubborn talent, and this can't be blamed on the Igarashi White Ghost, if he is to directly confront Netherfire. Maybe he can fight it, he can't match the legendary monster underworld in its heyday, and he can't beat the half-strength?

Even if you can't beat, you can lose wonderfully.

An Ran leaned on the ground to rest. Seeing the Igarashi White Ghost retreating, he wanted to stand up and hand him the pill in the palm of his hand. An ordinary action, but it is very difficult for Enron to do it at this time.

The strength of the whole body was drained, and there was a dull pain. An Ran felt that the whole heart and lungs were not his own, and his breathing became heavy. With a single click, he could hear clearly from a long distance. This body is too weak.

It was Qin Muyan's sharp eyes, and if the situation was wrong, he immediately walked to An Ran, took the pills in his hand and handed them to the Igarashi White Ghost. "An Ran, are you okay?" Qin Muyan was very worried about An Ran's situation.

At this time, the effect of the sacred light had faded. In this minute and a half, the poisonous mosquitoes were wiped out by the turret of Underfire. There are only a few left, and nothing can be done. Igarashi White Ghost put the pills Qin Muyan handed over in his palms and played with them for a while before stuffing them into his mouth to eat.

Igarashi White Ghost has always been curious about Enron's special pills. As far as he knows, the Orc Mainland Pharmacist has long since fallen, and the Pharmacist Association is the most tragic among the several major associations. Let alone the broken house, there are spider webs in the sect. Only civilians would go to the Pharmacists’ Association to buy medicine, and those with a wealthier family background would rather look for a traveler than a pharmacist.

An Ran is a pharmacist, right? Igarashi White Ghost was sure that what he handed over was the pills.

Is the pharmacist in the Orc Continent so sharp? Is it really such a sharp pharmacist association that hasn't been completed like this? Or, An Ran is not a member of the Pharmacist Association at all, he is a disciple of an expert? Or self-taught?

It doesn't make much sense to investigate these things. Pharmacists, travel doctors, etc. are all non-orcs' work. He, an orc in the middle stage of Hongmeng, is just a little curious at best.

Igarashi White Ghost once again felt that his choice was the right one. Fortunately, he didn't break his face with An Ran. Fortunately, he stood on the team in a timely manner. An Ran is definitely not an ordinary non-orc, either with an amazing background or a shocking secret. Neither of these will hinder him, as long as he can benefit from it.

Some questions still need to be asked.

"Yeah...An Ran..." Igarashi White Ghost paused, and opened his mouth in a fairly gentle tone. Anyone with a discerning eye can see An Ran's current situation, he is very bad. At this time, the most important thing is to keep quiet. Igarashi White Ghost doesn't want to be annoying, but he can't resist the curiosity in his heart.

Yes, curiosity, curiosity about "Rahill Code", curiosity about the profession of mage, curiosity about the divine light.

"You want to ask me, what kind of spell did you cast just now?" An Ran took a rest for a while, and he has been relieved. Although he still looks weak, he will probably be like this for a long time. This is not a short period of rest and recuperation. Restored. An Ran knows his own situation, and accidents happened when he was making poison and digging medicine while playing games. Compared with that time, this level can only be regarded as pediatrics.

Although it was a game then, it is now life.

Anran never adjusted the pain when playing games. Although the default pain in the game did not reach 100%, it was 80%. Every time there was an accident, An Ran always gritted his teeth to support him. He was not self-abusing, but using a This is a cruel way to remind yourself that you have to be rigorous and play games. No matter how serious it is, it is just a death. Death will drop one level at a time. What will happen if such a problem is brought to reality? Can you live a sloppy life?

Although ordinary people are selfish and cruel, it is for others. Why is a person like An Ran terrible? It is not that he is abnormal and cruel, but that he can treat others equally to himself.

He is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself.

This is the one who can get things done.

Igarashi White Ghost nodded and said yes.

He just wanted to know what spell An Ran had just cast, it was nothing to tweak.

Now that I have agreed that Igarashi White Ghost has joined the group, An Ran has nothing to hide. Even if An Ran sends it out, others won’t be able to use it. Mage skills are awesome. For fighters, it’s the wall. A smear of mosquito blood.

Floating clouds ah floating clouds.

"What I have just cast is the high-level light spell-Holy Light. Within three minutes, I am immune to all negative states, dispel evil creatures, and at the same time give teammates some skill blessings. It is a very useful guardian spell." An Ran looked very good. Weak, but the tone is very calm, I can't hear any pain.

While talking, An Ran looked at the three orcs who were listening attentively with their ears erected.

Qin Muyan and Igarashi White Ghost saw the whole process of Enron's spellcasting. Repeating such a scene will give you a shock that touches your soul. Too noble and too holy.

Igarashi White Ghost really didn't want to put these two words on An Ran, but this was his most direct feeling.

Too strong!

Is this the mage? Who can resist such a heavenly existence?

Igarashi White Ghost looked at An Ran with a solemn expression. An Ran knew what he was thinking. The orcs were used to rampaging the mainland. He used such spells now, which would definitely give them a strong sense of crisis and fear of the long-established ones. The dominant position is replaced by non-orcs.

An Ran smiled and said, "You think too much. The Orc Continent is the world of orc warriors. I have already said that besides me, there is no second person in the Orc Continent."

"You know?" Of course, someone like Igarashi White Ghost would not be relieved by a word from someone. Especially this person is still Enron, An Ran who has always been known for his sinister, sly, shameless, shameless underworld.

Can his guarantee be believed?

Believe it or not, Igarashi White Ghost doesn't know, but he doesn't believe it anyway. "Didn't you say that you are Feng Fa?"

With a slightly thorny tone, An Ran can be regarded as knowing where the problem is. He has said that he is the wind law, but this is a fact. Nodded, An Ran said yes.

"Sacred light is a light spell?"

An Ran continued to nod.

"You, a wind-type mage, can use light-type spells?" Igarashi White Ghost curled his lips. "Although I don't understand this, it's not that an idiot like Gu Yan can just let you just say a few words."

Dear, you think too much, okay? It's not that "Rahill's Codex" is a good thing. With this gadget, no matter what type you are, the spells recorded in "The Codex" can be cast as long as they are within your abilities. If this is not achieved, can he let all the legal players in the game **** it? Can a floating corpse flow into a river for thousands of miles?

Why did Luoyue surpass the others to become the number one Dharma God? Can a mage who only knows a series of spells be called a magic god?

These An Ran does not intend to say it. Sometimes it’s just ambiguity, so there is no temptation to say so clearly.

"I naturally have my way!"