The Battle Mage in the Labyrinth City

Chapter 3 It’s great to be alive

"Ruthless Iron Hand!"

"Crippling Blow!"

"Kill All!"

"Then, Xine!"

Accompanied by the childish shout, a swift blow fell from midair. Although it was just a simple downward slash, it had a terrifying power that could easily crush even steel.

——Bang! ! !

The emerald green long stick accurately hit the head of the huge monster with beautiful blue wings, easily smashing it into countless pieces. Red and white instantly fell to the ground. The headless corpse continued to slide forward for several meters under the action of inertia and barely stopped.

With the death of the last monster, Shirataki's hanging heart finally let go and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh~"

The power from the battle mage made up for his shortcomings very well. His physical fitness, experience in fighting enemies, combat skills, and even the magic he knew nothing about had all grown greatly.

Use the most flexible steps to seize the flaws, and use the most swift attacks to completely defeat the enemy.

This is the fighting method from the first battle mage, the dazzling pattern master Niwu, which has been completely absorbed by Shirataki after a period of fighting.

Even the war shadow and killer ant, who are known as rookie killers, are not his opponents.

Pick up the fallen wings of the blue butterfly on the ground and put them carefully into the character warehouse.

As a rare monster on the seventh floor, the powder of the blue butterfly wings can be made into potions, which are quite valuable.

After collecting the dropped items, Shirataki rushed to the next floor without stopping.

His target is the actual BOSS of the eleventh and twelfth floors, the young dragon.

Entering the eleventh floor, the atmosphere instantly became more solemn.

A rustling sound came from the end of the passage, and the scarlet compound eyes flashed with murderous intent. The moment they sensed the intruder Shirataki, a large number of orcs and killer ants rushed out from all directions.

"One, two... seventeen? Ha, what a warm welcome ceremony."

Faced with these monsters that were three meters tall and as powerful as Lv2 adventurers, Shirataki made a beautiful gun flower, squatted slightly, and red lightning surged around him.

Battle Mage's exclusive BUFF skill, Combat Instinct!

An unprecedented sense of excitement gradually rose, and his heart longed for battle and to defeat the enemy in front of him.

While pressing down, his legs exerted force, and he rushed out with unstoppable momentum!

——Puff! ! !

The scarlet bud-shaped stick tip easily penetrated the orc's skull and stabbed into the brain. After pulling out the war stick that was inserted into the monster's head, Shirataki jumped up to avoid the fatal sneak attack behind him.

Then he kicked his feet and stabbed the stick into the eye of one of the monsters like a poisonous dragon. The orcs obviously also had a certain amount of wisdom. Seeing him rushing over, several monsters rushed up and wanted to strangle him with their numerical advantage.

Unfortunately, the individual strength was still too weak and posed no threat to Shirataki at all.

The war stick drew a huge arc of light in the air, the violent force crushed all the surrounding orcs into powder.

"Break Tyrant!"

By compressing the magic power into the weapon and then releasing it, a large-scale slashing effect similar to sword energy is formed.

After clearing the surroundings, Shirataki held the war stick with both hands and stabbed it suddenly, and then his body followed the spear. The whole person came to the monster at a very fast speed and stabbed it through in an instant.

After piercing it, Shirataki used both hands to lift the monster with the help of the ground recoil, and the piercing force instantly turned back, like a falling roller coaster.

Round dance stick!

Bang! ! !

An orc was unable to dodge and was hit hard by the corpse of his own kind. The whole body slammed into the ground with a "bang", splashing sand and dust all over the sky.

"Five!"

Shirataki took advantage of the situation and turned around quickly while pulling out the war stick. He adjusted his posture halfway and pulled out the war stick that was still stuck in the monster's body like a sword. The tip of the stick drew a small gully on the ground, like a latent dragon raising its head to bite another leaping killer ant.

The metal stick carried great force and instantly smashed it out. After hitting the wall, it slowly fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like water. It was obviously dead.

"Four!"

He rushed forward again, holding the war stick with both hands and swinging it down hard. While flattening a monster, he took advantage of the recoil force and jumped up again before it landed and raised the war stick high, swinging it down like a heavy hammer!

Double Hammer·Modified!

The shock wave spread out from the orc's head, the ground cracked, and the remaining four monsters exploded in an instant, turning into countless ashes and slowly dissipating.

"Hu~haha, hahahahaha~~~"

The hearty laughter echoed in the dungeon, and Shirataki covered his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat that was completely different from his previous life.

Until this moment, he finally felt alive.

"It's great to be alive, what do you think?"

He sighed as if talking to himself, but the only response he got was the sharp fangs of the monsters.

Bang!

With the rising smoke, Shirataki's figure disappeared, replaced by a scarecrow in the shape of a white crane with its wings spread.

The scene in front of him surprised the young dragon. Its simple IQ was completely unable to understand the current situation, but one thing was certain, the prey had not escaped.

After sensing the monster's position, it opened its mouth and countless sparks gathered in its mouth.

"Die!"

The war club chopped down head-on with the force of splitting mountains and breaking seas, and the fireball that was about to be launched was forcibly shattered. The young dragon let out a wail, and its huge body was forcibly slammed into the ground.

But the young dragon is worthy of being a genuine 12th-level lord, with extremely thick skin and flesh. If it were a monster like an orc, it would have been beaten to a brain splattering, but it still maintained a considerable degree of combat effectiveness.

"Tsk, it's not dead yet."

Shirotaki smacked his lips and looked at the young dragon that was about to stand up.With a slight movement of his mind, the elements began to gather behind him under the influence of invisible forces, forming one after another colorful light balls floating in the air.

Dazzling patterns, the specialty of battle mages, are a product of mixing and concentrating elements and magic power.

"Let me see, is your skin thicker, or is my dazzling pattern stronger."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a whoosh.

Countless dazzling patterns fell like rain, and violent roars sounded along with the flames. The young dragon wailed, but was immediately covered by the flames.

Under the super-standard magic bombardment, even if it is a genuine dragon species, it can only end in regret.

PS: The monsters written by the author are all settings posted by Da Sen and are not fabricated, so the nitpickers retreat!

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