The First Mage

"Whether it's a blood butterfly or not, but this second-tier monster doesn't look very good. You can kill it with a Pyroblast. Now that it's dead, there's nothing wrong with it. Let's move on." Kerner didn't take the blood butterfly seriously at all.

However, after saying this, he found that Lynch's expression was far less relaxed than his. Instead, the expression on his face was full of vigilance. This not only surprised Wackner, but Mafa Merlin What's wrong? It's just a dead blood butterfly. Could it be that there are other dangers?

I was going to continue to ask, but at this time, Lynch pulled Wackner violently: "No, we can't stay in this forest any longer, let's go quickly."

"Ah?" Wakner couldn't react at all, and there was no danger around him now, so why couldn't he stay any longer?

But at this time, Lynch didn't have much time to explain. He added a sprint technique to himself, and then reminded Wackner again, and then planned to leave the forest as quickly as possible.

But right after, Lynch realized that it was already too late...

The moment he used the sprint technique, he saw a lot of blood-colored rays of light around him, peeling off from those plants and giant trees, and then slowly moving towards them. At the beginning, I could only see a kind of light moving, but if I looked carefully, I could find that it was not a light at all, but formed by squeezing together countless blood butterflies...

And after the blood butterfly was stripped from those plants and giant trees, the giant trees and plants also showed their normal colors, no different from ordinary forest species.

"Oops..." Seeing the countless blood butterflies, Lynch's face changed slightly, knowing that it was impossible to leave intact at this time.

"Damn it, how come there are so many blood butterflies?" Wakner also saw this scene beside Lynch. His originally slightly relaxed and puzzled expression turned into an incomparable expression. Fear and apprehension, if one or two blood butterflies do not pose any threat at all, then the tens of thousands of blood butterflies now can definitely bring him a huge sense of shock.

"I made a mistake before. It's not that there are no monsters in this forest, but that these blood butterflies have great camouflage ability. They cling to the surroundings and completely render this forest into blood red." Lynch looked at it warily. The blood butterflies gradually approaching: "In other words, this forest is full of blood butterflies, this is the nest of blood butterflies, and we are now in the center of the forest, in other words, we have been surrounded by blood butterflies ..."

"Ah?" Wakner was taken aback immediately after hearing Lynch's explanation. He never thought that they would come to the nest of the blood butterfly rashly. Damn, I always thought there was no danger before. , But they didn't expect that the danger was always around, but they didn't notice it.

"It's all because of you..." Lynch glared at Wakner impatiently. At the beginning, these blood butterflies were obviously sleeping, so they didn't attack them, but Wakner When flying up the giant tree, he probably touched the blood butterfly and awakened it, and then his Pyroblast technique awakened most of the blood butterflies around him, which is why he is now facing Such a critical situation.

It can be said that if Wakner hadn't been too reckless before, they would definitely not be in such a dangerous situation now.

Although Wakner was reckless, he was able to realize the mistakes he made in the first place, and couldn't help but couldn't lift his head in embarrassment. But thinking about it carefully, isn't it the time to be embarrassed? He looked around and said anxiously: "Mafa Merlin, I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time, but now, we have to find a way to get rid of these blood butterflies! Otherwise, we are really surrounded, how can we manage?"

"Now you know you're afraid?" Lynch said fiercely.

Wakner lowered his head and dared not speak.

Lynch let out a long breath, looked at the blood butterflies that were getting closer, and then made a quick calculation in his heart, and soon, Lynch worked out a tactic.

"The best way now is not to let these blood butterflies help us. At the same time, try to move in one direction as much as possible. Don't be frightened by these blood butterflies. As long as we can clear a way, we can go from this place." I left, you know?" Lynch looked at Wakner and said, "This time, listen to my arrangement, if you are doing something unplanned, don't blame me for leaving you here."

"Got it, got it." Wackner nodded his head like a rattle, he could already see that Lynch was not joking, and under such circumstances, even if he was given a few more courage, he would not dare Fight against Lynch... unless you think you are impatient.

Seeing Wakner's performance, Lynch nodded in satisfaction, followed closely without saying anything, and the surging magic power gushed out of Lynch directly.

Now, in order not to be surrounded by these blood butterflies, Lynch did not use such a destructive spell as Pyroblast. After all, in the current situation where there are all blood butterflies around, using Pyroblast has no effect at all. , what he chose was the gust of wind.

However, Lynch's Blast Art is very different from the normal Blast Art. Lynch's Blast Art contains amazing magical power. The tornado instantly centered on Lynch's position, and then roared in all directions.

When he saw blood butterflies for the first time in the library, Lynch somehow discovered some characteristics of blood butterflies, so he now knows very well that the difference between these blood butterflies and ordinary monsters is that their bodies are very light, just Like leaves, it can be said that as long as you blow a breath, these blood butterflies will fly far away.

Now, in front of the tornado formed by the violent wind technique, no matter how many of these blood butterflies there were, they should still be blown away for a long distance.

Sure enough, the effect of Lynch's gust of wind was far beyond imagination.