Six Ring Wizard

Herage stared intently into the depths of the white mist.

Although he couldn't see, he had seen something through environmental detection.

It was a short humanoid creature charging towards me with some weapons in its hands.

"This is...a fish-man?" Herage took a while to recognize it.

These fishmen have fish heads, but they have human limbs, and they hold weapons such as swords and harpoons in their hands.

"That's the direction of the lake."

Herage looked at the direction in which the fishman came, and guessed that it should have crawled out of the lake.

He felt something strange. The town seemed completely defenseless, and he never thought that there would be a fish-man attack.

Moreover, I have talked about this town with other people in the past few days, and no one has mentioned that there will be fish-man monsters attacking.

If this group of fishmen were originally in that lake, there should have been relevant news a long time ago.

This thick white mist must be caused by these fishmen. Most people in the town have already fallen into a deep sleep.

At this time, the fishmen came in and turned these people into lambs to be slaughtered.

Herage picked up his long sword, adjusted his armor and went out.

Those fishmen are not strong individually. To Herage, they are all demonic auras picked up in vain and cannot be let go.

After Herage left the hotel, he noticed that people were going out elsewhere, and they seemed to be exorcists.

"We have to hurry up." Herage felt that he had to move faster, otherwise the devil's aura would be taken away by others.

He pulled out his long sword, left the town with a few brisk jumps, and bumped into a fish-man head-on.

This fish-man is less than one meter tall, has a fat fish head, and holds a short knife in his hand.

After it saw Herague, it opened its mouth and roared, then rushed over and slashed at Herague with a short knife.

This short knife actually looks like a long knife in the fishman's hand.

Due to his height, the fishman could only chop down Herrag's knees.

Herague would not give him a chance to cut himself, and he avoided this slow knife in a flash.

The long sword's cold light flashed, and the fishman's fat fish head flew out, and the fishman's headless body also fell to the ground.

A small stream of black air floated out, and Herage immediately absorbed it into his body.

"Strength +0.2, Agility +0.3, Constitution +0.1."

Herage glanced at the data panel. It wasn't much, but it was expected.

The individual strength of the fishmen is still too weak. Their only advantage is their speed, which is enough to deal with ordinary people or weak adventurers.

But in front of Herage, this speed was too slow.

After Herage absorbed the demonic aura of the fish-men, he looked into the distance. There were still fish-men coming here in a steady stream in the thick fog.

He glanced at the other people coming behind him, turned around and disappeared into the thick fog.

Every time the long sword was swung, a fish-man fell under the sword, and a black energy was absorbed by Herague.

When Jim came to the entrance of the town with his long sword, he saw the fishman corpse on the ground, looked into the thick fog, and then followed him out.

He is good at bow and arrow, but it is inconvenient in thick fog, which limits his performance.

Three more people also came out, and they looked at each other.

"Let's cooperate."

"no problem."

"These fishmen are not very strong individually. A few of us can reduce the probability of being injured due to negligence."

These people are all powerful exorcists, so naturally they are not afraid of these fish-men.

The only thing I need to worry about is that the fog here is too thick, and there might be a murloc lurking somewhere to make a secret attack.

The more people there are, the less likely you will be hit by a hidden arrow.

…

Herage had already gone deep into the white mist and came to a jungle, surrounded by fish-man corpses.

He discovered that not every murloc had a demonic aura. Only one of the three murlocs had a demonic aura.

The fish-men with demonic aura are obviously stronger than other fish-men, and they probably belong to the elite among the fish-men.

But in front of Herage, it made no difference whether he was an elite or not.

What he killed was the elite, and only the elite had a demonic aura.

Herage looked around and found that the jungle was full of fish-man corpses, and the surrounding area had become a vacuum zone.

He had forgotten how many fish-men he had killed, and just looked at the data panel.

So far, killing the Murloc has provided him with a lot of attribute bonuses.

"Strength +3.5, Agility +4.2, Constitution +3.1."

Just killing a group of weak fishmen brought him so many attribute improvements.

At this time, Herage truly felt the benefits of the devil's aura, and became even more in awe of this plane.

It hasn't been long since he came here, and he didn't get much demonic aura.

Herage thought for a moment, what kind of strength would he have if he were a strong man from this plane and accumulated it over the years.

However, he felt that there should be a limit to the increase in demonic aura, and it was impossible to increase it without limit.

There is a high probability that after absorbing a lot of demonic aura, the increased physical attributes will gradually decrease.

In other words, one unit of demonic aura could add a little strength in the past, but later it might take ten units of demonic aura to increase a little strength.

Herage now has too few data samples to test his idea.

There is no need to consider this issue right now, at least so far, the attribute bonus brought by absorbing the devil's breath has not changed.

Herage looked around, looking for any trace of the fish-man.

There used to be fishmen everywhere, so there was no need to look for them, but now they are all killed by Herague and are invisible.

If there was a title for killing murlocs, Herag would have earned the title of murloc terminator by now.

Herage turned around suddenly and found a man approaching behind him with a long bow and a long sword.

Looking carefully, it was Jim from the caravan, and he came in too.

Jim didn't see Herague at first, because the white mist blocked his sight.

Only after he got closer did he see Herage, and Herage's eyes startled him.

That look in his eyes made Jim feel as if he would be killed as a fishman the next moment.

Jim felt the aura emanating from Herage and realized that his previous judgment was wrong.

This person is not a trainee exorcist at all, but a formal exorcist who controls his own aura extremely well and is very powerful.

When Jim came here, he was originally surprised who was so fierce and killed so many fishmen.

After meeting Herage, he finally understood.

"You...you're here too." Jim was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

He kept a certain distance and did not dare to get close to Herague.

Herage smiled and said: "I didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night and went out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet so many fish-men." (End of Chapter)