The First Mage

Just as the tornado swept over, countless densely piled blood butterflies were blown into a mess in an instant, and then quickly flew backwards towards the distance. They were about to be surrounded by these blood butterflies. But now within tens of meters of the surrounding area, there are no blood butterflies.

"Mafa Merlin, you did a great job!" Seeing those blood butterflies blown away, Wakner looked very excited.

"It's not the time to be happy yet." Lynch lowered his voice.

Although these blood butterflies were blown away, after Lin Qi's gust of wind appeared, more blood butterflies attached to the forest were startled. In the blink of an eye, more blood butterflies appeared again. Flying towards them, the whole forest is now filled with that kind of moving red light. Under the gaze of the gaze, it seems that the world has turned into that amazing red.

Just looking at it is enough to make your scalp tingle.

Wakner's expression of surprise, which was gradually revealed, now froze again for a moment, and then he stared at everything in front of him, then took a breath and said, "Oh my god, these blood butterflies are completely endless. Under such circumstances, how can we go out?"

"If you stand here waiting to die, you will definitely not be able to get out, but the methods are all thought up by people. If you keep moving forward, you will always find opportunities one after another." Lynch glanced at Wakner , Then frowned and walked forward.

In Wackner's eyes, Lynch seemed to be welcoming a large group of blood butterflies, and walked towards them face to face. To be honest, letting Wackner do this really made him feel terrified, even a little scared, and he didn't dare Take it easy.

However, what Lynch said makes sense...

If they stay here all the time, they have only a dead end. Maybe they can rely on the gust of wind to prevent these blood butterflies from approaching easily, but what if the magic power is exhausted? How can we stop the blood butterfly? So without hesitating too much, he quickly followed Lynch and walked forward.

As Lynch moved forward, he released the Gale Technique to the surroundings. The normal Gale Technique was not enough to deal with the blood butterflies in the sky, so now Lynch could only continue to inject magic power to strengthen the Gale Technique.

After all, Lynch is now a first-level archmage, and the power of casting spells is not comparable to that of ordinary archmages. In addition, Lynch's magic power has reached an astonishing level, so he can completely offset the wind. The consumption caused by the technique, and because of this, made the range of the gust of wind blowing around a bit unbelievable, as long as those blood butterflies in the gust of wind, they would be blown to other places because of this.

However, blowing these blood butterflies away all the time is not the final solution to the problem after all. The destructive power of the gust of wind is limited after all, and it is impossible to completely eliminate these blood butterflies. Not long after Lynch advanced, Then began to use the wind blade.

There are some wind blades hidden in the strong wind, which can continuously tear the bodies of these blood butterflies with wind blades while blowing away the blood butterflies. Not long after, the ground has been covered with a thick layer The corpse of the blood butterfly looked shocking, but the strange thing was that there seemed to be no blood in the body of the blood butterfly. Even though countless of them had died now, there was not even the slightest smell of blood in the air.

"Mafa Merlin, you are worthy of being an archmage who was once the person in charge of the plane. The power you possess is terrifying." Wakner watched from behind, almost stunned. The Gale Technique is already scary enough, but in the Gale Technique, wind blades can also be mixed in, which is not something ordinary mages can do.

When he was developing the plane, he had seen a lot of first-level archmages, but they were also first-level archmages, but few people could reach Lynch's level, probably only those mages, Only then can it be compared with him now, and all his amazing effects can be achieved now...

"Now is not the time to praise me. Don't be idle. You can clean up as many blood butterflies as you can." Lynch said to Wakner. Although his strength is strong, due to the number of blood butterflies There are too many, so it is impossible to block all the blood butterflies, and the missing blood butterflies need to be cleaned up by Wakner.

"Okay." Wakner imitated Lynch, and also used the gust of wind first, and then used the wind blade while the gust of wind was in effect, maintaining the two spells at the same time, and then destroyed the blood butterfly, but it lasted for a while. After a long time, Wakner discovered that his magic power was not at the same level as Lynch's...

Although he can squander magic power endlessly, he can't do it at all. The magic power in his body is constantly draining, and in less than ten minutes, almost one-third of it has been consumed, which also makes Wakner complained endlessly, and immediately lifted the wind spell, and only used the wind blade to clean up those Wakners who were approaching, which weakened the loss of magic power a lot.

Coupled with some magical potions he carried with him at all times, he barely managed to survive.

Under the influence of the blood butterflies around, Lynch and the others moved extremely slowly. When they came in, they walked for more than 20 minutes and only crossed half of the forest. Judging from the current speed, It will take at least an hour for them to finally leave the forest.

However, judging from the current situation, as long as the gust of wind and wind blade are maintained, it is difficult for these blood butterflies to really hurt them. After all, blood butterflies are a type of physical attack monsters, and they don't know how to carry out long-range attacks. , so, as long as they can't get close, they won't do much damage.

"I hope there won't be any accidents..." Lynch muttered to himself. Although it would take a lot of energy to deal with the blood butterfly, he can still bear it for the time being. If he keeps like this, he will eventually You can leave this forest.

And what Lynch hopes most now is nothing more than that no accidents will happen.

However, sometimes, he seems to be so unlucky...