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　　 Ding Jin: "I saw the herd, come here soon."

　　 A message suddenly popped up in the group, Zou Peng and Mo Lan hurriedly switched their directions and returned.

　　 "Your spell is too perverted. Is every wizard so perverted?"

　　 Zou Peng walked on the road thinking for a while and then asked.

　　 "Let me tell you the biggest shortcoming of a mage, this shortcoming, whether it is a high-level mage or a low-level mage, exists, and it is almost fatal."

　　 Mo Lan said slowly, but Zou Peng immediately got excited when he heard this, and hurriedly came over.

　　 "What shortcoming?"

　　"The foundation of a wizard's spellcasting is the spell slot, and the spell slot carries the spell model.

what does this mean? This means that every mage must prepare a spell model in advance, which is basically prepared a day or half a day in advance, and the preparation time varies from person to person.

　　 But once the battle started, as long as he didn't stop him, it was basically impossible to change the stored spells.

　　The number of spells is the same. Put one less than one. In fact, it can't be used to resist the spell of the ring of fire. With two spell slots, it just pushes you away, and it can't even cause you harm.

　　 Similarly, as long as the battle continues, there is basically no possibility of supplementing spells. "

　　 "I realized."

　　 Zou Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "You almost made me doubt my profession. If you say so, then you will target the wizard. If you have enough time, you will guide the wizard to prepare a specific spell in advance, and finally target it.

　　 If there is not enough time, then consume spells frequently, and finally kill him.

　　 Well, the wizard is very strong before the spell slots are used up, but when the spell slots are used up, they are weak. Can you understand it this way? "

　　 "Well, I understand the perfect score."

　　"In this way, there is a balance. Even if the warrior has no spells or grudges, he still has strong strength, physique, and self-healing ability. The conventional combat effectiveness will not be too far away.

　　 And the mage is just an ordinary person without spells, killing indiscriminately. "

　　 Zou Peng said with a smile, suddenly remembering something.

　　 "You are the same, right?"

　　 Mo Lan turned to look at Zou Peng, who was a little excited and eager to try.

　　 "I think you are thinking about something not so good."

　　 "No, no, that works, just ask."

　　 Zou Peng swayed his hands again and again, and said with erratic eyes.

　　 "Ask?"

　　 "Yes, just ask casually, are you right?"

"Of course........"

　　 Zou Peng is happy.

　　 "...No, when did I say that I was just a mage? I also majored in Arcanist and minored in Warrior."

　　 Mo Lan said casually, the smile on Zou Peng's face gradually disappeared.

　　 "What are you talking about? What arcanist are you talking about?"

　　 Mo Lan and Zou Peng walked behind Ding Jin and the others, and when they heard Mo Lan speaking, they turned their heads and asked.

　　 "Also an algorithmist, I created two professions, both are an algorithmist, but the steps and methods of casting spells are different, and the two complement each other."

　　 Mo Lan's fluttering words made them stare at each other.

　　 "Creating a career?"

　　 "Two at a time?"

　　 "They are all complementary professions of mages?"

　　 "Isn't this equivalent to creating a perfect mage profession?"

　　 "Hey, it's not perfect. Except for physique, I can't match your fighters in strength, and I'm weak in melee combat."

　　 Ding Jin, Zou Peng, Zhang Haobo: "........."

　　 "I suspect you want to use your staff to beat us."

　　 Mo Lan shrugged upon hearing this.

　　 "I don't have a staff yet, so far I haven't found anything that can assist in casting spells.

　　The spells are all released using magic models, and the staff does not participate. What's the use? Swipe up and beat people?

　　 It's alright, you three help me to take the battle, the mage system has just been created, the entire combat system has not been formed, and my own combat system has not been formed.

　　 It's not easy to beat this cow, I need actual combat and time. "

　　 Mo Lan walked towards the cattle. Not far in front, a herd of bison were distributed by the lake. The muscles of the cattle closest to the lake were entangled like horned dragons, and the fur faintly exuded a little purple.

　　 Mo Lan didn't get too close, but from afar, he started to build a fireball spell model with magic power.

　　 In his mind, the spell slots remembered the second-level spell Water Shield, the first-level spell Resistance to Ring of Fire, and the first-level spell Stoneskin.

　　The first side and the second side of the cartridge are the second-level spell earthquake and the second-level spell water shield.

　　 The whole idea of ​​configuring spells is mainly defense, there is no offensive spell, all are defensive spells.

　　 The first time using magic power to build a spell model was very slow and slow. Mo Lan's mental power guided the magic power out of the body, and then turned it into spell nodes, the magic line extended, and a spell model that was invisible to the naked eye slowly took shape.

　　The rotation of the ink cartridge gives Mo Lan a blessing of computing power, so that the spell model does not have the slightest error, and the action is fast and accurate. The intelligence of up to sixteen points provides enough mental power to complete the entire process.

　　 "I only now think that Mo Lan is a mage. He didn't need to guide him when he used spells before, and he was released directly."

　　 Zou Peng not far away said aloud.

As soon as 　　's words fell, the fire element condensed at close range attracted the attention of Buffalo Buffalo, turning his head to look over.

　　 "Moo!"

　　 The bull's eyes stared, and he lowered his head and rushed towards Mo Lan, while other bison followed.

　　 Boom! boom! boom!

　　 Standing in the front of the Buffalo Charge, Mo Lan felt a thousand troops rushing towards him, crushed by the majestic aura, Mo Lan trembled.

　　The unformed spell model directly collapsed, the magic power was decomposed, and the collapsed spell model finally came to mind.

　　Some people get nervous in the face of pressure, which leads to abnormal performance.

　　 Some people are also tense in the face of pressure, but the feeling of tension will make them concentrate, calmer and more attentive, so that they can perform beyond their level.

　　 With the blessing of super computing power, Mo Lan is for the latter.

　　 did not panic at all, everything recurred in my mind and was quickly calculated.

　　 The spell model of the fireball technique was rebuilt. After one experience, this time was obviously much faster than before. UU reading www.uukānshu. com

　　 One second, two seconds, three seconds...

　　 Zhang Haobo, Ding Jin, and Zou Peng almost held their breath.

　　 Zhang Haobo didn't have a condensed rock shield, but the wooden tower shield behind him was already in his hand. Ding Jin's long bow gradually became complete, and Ding Jin's scimitar came out of its sheath and quietly approached Mo Lan.

But the herd headed by the Buffalo Buffalo has come to Mo Lan. Mo Lan clearly sees the purple jade-like horns on the Buffalo Buffalo’s head. The sharpness is exposed. Under the mental strength, every muscle of the Bison is beating clearly. Zou Peng, who was approaching quietly behind him, was also spotted by Mo Lan.

　　 Five seconds, the fireball takes shape!

　　 The corner of Mo Lan's mouth was curved.

　　 "Zou Peng, you are too in, take off, hold your head with both hands."

　　 Zou Peng quickly jumped up and hugged his head in the puzzled eyes of Zhang Haobo and Ding Jin.

　　 Boom!

　　 Mo Lan put the condensed fireball directly on the face of Warcraft Bison.

　　 "Ada!"

　　 Mo Lan screamed strangely, and a ring of fire appeared almost next to Mo Lan and the Bison.

　　 Resist the ring of fire!

　　 An impact exploded in all directions, and at this moment, Mo Lan was already covered with a water shield.

　　The charging bison was repelled more than ten meters by the impact force, leaving deep gully marks on the ground. Only the Beast of Warcraft bison with the horns backed only a step or two.

　　 Warcraft Bison was too powerful, and could not repel the ring of fire.

　　 It was a pity that it was useless. Mo Lan, who was holding the water shield, had no resistance.

　　 Next to him, the gray-headed Zou Peng struggled to get up, looked at the spotless Mo Lan with a shield, and then looked down at his gray-headed, mud-covered himself, and silently walked away to find a corner and squatted down.