The First Mage

It's just because this monster is cunning by nature, and it is considered to be one of the more difficult to catch among the first-order monsters.

"Don't disturb it." Lynch reminded.

"Understood." Under Lynch's signal, Palin quickly covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

But when Hawking saw the [Begonia Bookstore www.lvshuw.com] Wind Rat appear, his expression changed, and he quietly held his wand in his hand.

This wind mouse looked very humane. It poked its head there for a while, as if confirming that no one was there, and then rushed out very quickly.

It quickly reached the powder that Hawking had sprinkled, and began to lick it while looking around vigilantly. After a while, maybe it finally found that there was no danger, so it ate with satisfaction...

However, just when the Wind Rat was about to eat and drink, Hawking suddenly moved. With a strong surge of magic, Hawking waved his staff forward, and a rocket shot went out.

The Wind Rat was already full, and its speed became a little slow. Even if it reacted, it couldn't dodge it in time. The extremely hot white rocket hit the Wind Rat's abdomen with a "boom".

This magical beast, which is difficult for ordinary mages to catch, was blown out and fell to the ground.

Twitching slightly on the spot, the wind mouse stopped moving, completely turning into a ball of scorched black flesh and blood...

"Master Hawking, it turns out that your powder is attracting wind rats..."

It was only then that Perrin dared to step forward, and curiously picked up the powder that the Wind Rat hadn't finished eating, and looked at it: "But it has nothing to do with the Dark Rot Flower..."

Hawking ignored it, but swiftly picked up the dead Wind Rat and tore it into pieces. The breath of blood from the Wind Rat immediately permeated...

Lynch watched the whole process from the sidelines, and he also understood: "Is this wind mouse used as bait for dark rot flowers?"

Hawking didn't mean to hide anything, and nodded as he cleaned up quickly: "That's right, that dark rotten flower likes to eat fresh wind rat meat, but I have to add some things prepared by the teacher myself."

As he said that, Hawking took out another little powder and sprinkled it on the torn squirrel's corpse. Sure enough, the bloody smell on the squirrel's body suddenly became extremely strong, as if dozens of squirrels had been killed here. .

As he said that, Hawking seemed to carefully put it away, seeing Lynch's curious eyes, he explained a little bit: "The teacher calls it the beast-inducing powder, and if you sprinkle it on any monster, it can make it smell Distributed ten times, usually used to set up traps..."

Regarding the miraculous effect of this powder, Lynch also nodded his head. That teacher Rudolph usually does not show any signs of leakage, but in the detailed application of this alchemy, he has extremely rich experience...

Now that the arrangement was completed, Hawking briefly talked about his capture experience, and the three of them hid, waiting for the appearance of the dark rot flower.

This time, it didn't take long before a black shadow sprang out from the ground.

This thing is really just like the legend, it is so fast that people can't react.

But in the round-up of the three people who had been prepared for a long time, this dark and rotten flower was a bit tragic...

A swamp spell rushed out of Hawking's hand. In an instant, the speed at which the dark rot flower retracted to the ground slowed down a lot, and Perrin used a petrification spell as agreed, making the ground quickly become Harden up.

The dark and rotten flower retracted halfway, and was directly stuck in the middle, unable to advance or retreat...

At this time, Lynch raised a rocket in his hand, and hit the dark and rotten flower head-on...

"Roar!"

When a splatter of incandescent sparks dissipates, it reveals a dark, rotten flower in a rage.

The half of the flower body sunk in the soil swayed violently, and in the center of the big and thick black petals was a big mouth full of sharp teeth, roaring fiercely.

The dark rotten flower took the next blow, but it didn't seem to suffer much damage. It just spit out black venom even more frantically, and landed on the ground, making a squeak of corrosion...

Seeing that his blow had little effect, Lynch was not surprised. Hawking had introduced this dark rot flower long ago. After absorbing the moon wolf's flesh and blood, they were improved in all aspects.

The flesh body alone is not a little bit stronger than ordinary first-order monsters, and it definitely cannot be solved by a single rocket technique.

However, I am not an ordinary mage...

The magic furnace was running at full capacity, and the thick magic power seemed endless. It instantly supported the second rocket technique, followed by the third and fourth...

For a moment, Lynch's magical power seemed to be free of money, and the rocket skills poured out almost without a break, hitting the dark rot flowers constantly.

Under this violent spell bombardment, there was no need for Hawking and Perrin to take action. They just needed to be careful not to be splashed by the black venom that had lost their aim, and then continue to control spells as needed.

From the moment the dark rotted flower appeared, it had no chance to breathe. It was tightly suppressed there, and the thick black petals were constantly bombarded, accompanied by sparks flying in all directions.

A stream of black slime with dots of silvery light flowed out from its blasted wounds and fell on the ground. It seemed to be as heavy as mercury, and quickly penetrated along the cracks in the ground.

"really……"

Lynch's eyes lit up immediately. The silver blood as heavy as iron was the characteristic of the moon wolf in the legend. It seemed that under subtle influence, this dark rot flower really possessed a trace of the blood of the moon wolf.

Lynch was not in a hurry, he still maintained a constant casting speed, and the rocket spells were thrown out one after another.

For a moment, the sound of violent explosions in the forest was endless, the dazzling white brilliance drove the darkness away, and the roar of the dark rotten flower also lost its ferocity, leaving only the miserable pain of being beaten, and it was powerlessly half hanging on the ground , twitching from time to time...

However, Lynch didn't mean to stop at all.

For the next ten or so seconds, the spells did not stop at all. Under the impact of these spells, this famous dark rot flower has completely lost its original appearance. At best, it can only be called a suspected dark rot flower. objects of...

"I said... almost..."

Palin sat next to him for the whole journey. Seeing the state of the dark rotten flower, he also swallowed his saliva. When he looked at Lynch, his eyes were already very strange...

And you fight like this?

From the beginning to the end of a spell, it seems to be squandering to vent the magic power. What kind of strategy is this?

I smashed you to death with magic power?

Not to mention the flowers of dark rot, even if an archmage stood here, bound and unable to move, it would not be able to bear it for a long time.