Witch Alchemist

"It's really a big loss this time.

"I'm even more unlucky, good at a spear!"

"The more important thing is nothing!"

The conversation was faintly passed.

Portonin and others were a little ashamed, because their luck was not very good, nothing was found, and they lost a lot of money.

Killing a mermaid is not a simple matter.

They did not help Sai Lin's hands in their hands, and they could separate the man of the Mermaid Warlock.

"Someone in front!"

Suddenly, a companion's reminder made Potonin return.

The countryside is desolate and lonely.

Portarin looked at it and let go of his heart: "It's just a newcomer who was promoted only last year. I know them, there is no threat."

"I was promoted last year?"

An old apprentice means long.

Descendants mean weakness.

Weakness means bullying.

Although there may be special cases, the probability is small.

If you really want to lose your hands, they also have self -confidence to escape.

Pottering's eyes were slightly bright, and instantly understood the meaning of the companion.

"We are not lucky this trip, but they may not be bad!

If it happens to hit a small tribe that can deal with ...

It should be a little harvested in my hand! "

Promotion of mediocrity apprentices requires more resources and greater money gap.

But it is limited to make money.

He has been lacking money recently.

At present, the companions around him made a wink, and several people tacitly pushed the dead spiritual horses and accelerated.

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"Someone is here!"

Roy's increasingly powerful mental strength is inductive.

He noticed what movement was on the other side of the fork entrance, and looked up, and his complexion suddenly changed.

"Porton?" Several other people couldn't help but surprise the other people. "There are still those who have been an old apprentice for several years ..."

In this deserted mountains and mountains, they suddenly hit, and everyone felt a little bad.

When they used to be a low -level apprentice, they had already heard of the danger of the wild.

Not just monsters.

Humans who are apprentices in the tower are often a source of danger.

"A few of you are dismissed.

All the backpacks are thrown out. "

The old apprentices looked at a few people with a smile, as if looking at the slaughter.

Rennne and others were a little helpless, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

Roy frowned.

Although the speed of the body after strengthening is not slow, if you get off the horse, it is almost equivalent to handing over his life, and you will be slaughtered obediently.

He stretched his hands in his hand in silence, pretending to unravel the band, but in fact, he was towards the mouth.

Unexpectedly, behind Port Ning, several companions suddenly took out the crossbow machine and shot a few arrows.

They shot at all, without hesitation at all.

Even the seemingly robbery just now is just to confuse.

When everyone was shocked, Roy's hair suddenly grew suddenly, and it turned into a black python with multiple mad dances, blocking those arrows.

This kind of witch transformation has begun to achieve results. Each hair is like a tentacle. Although it is impossible to be dense, it is also enough to protect the vast majority of flying arms.

As long as they do not contain any witchcraft energy and spell effects.

Everyone was surprised to see this scene.

Roy had a fast eye and throwing a bottle in the orchard in the test tube.

Portonin and others quickly avoided, and found that the liquid inside was scattered on the ground, nourishing, and all complexion changed slightly.

So strong corrosive!

"Dare to resist ...

Kill this kid first! "

Several people looked at Roy, realizing that it was the result of some kind of witch transformation.

Different from ordinary physical enhancement, such transformations often come with various unbelievable ability.

Even though they have enhanced the apprenticeships of all of them, they are threatened.

But at this moment, they all smelled a wine -brew of wine.

Some of the slightly strange feelings came up, followed, and it was an inexplicable relaxation.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The surrounding wilderness seemed to be changing, the night sky was full of colorful light, and the stars in the blink of an eye.

Roy and others on the opposite side also seem to have become a human -shaped snake with colorful snake heads.

This weird scene made them stunned, rational and hallucinations, and struggling.

They were woke up until the sound of the chain sounded.

A shadow of a dark shadow was lost by Roy, like a snake.

The goal he is aiming is Porton, who has had the festival before. Among these old apprentices, he only knows this person and does not know others.

Potter went back to God, and he pulled his sword to cut to the iron chain, but the sound of the gold iron shot sounded.

The iron chain is like a snake, with a roll of figure, wrapped it up with great power.

"Help!"

Portonin was holding his neck, feeling that he couldn't breathe, and quickly pulled it hard, trying to unbutton it.

However, the iron chain became tighter and tighter, and even like a real python, just a little sensible that his strength was relaxed, and he shrank again.

This forced Porterning to blush and use all his strength to resist the huge force of strangulation.

He was extremely shocked, as if a storm was rising.

How could this be possible?

Wasn't Roy a seventh-year apprentice at the same level as Trides?

He was just promoted last year...

How could he use witchcraft, and use it so skillfully!

The people around him were also shocked, but after reacting, they did not help, but dispersed.

"Witchcraft... witchcraft!"

"Don't fight with force, don't act recklessly!"

No matter how slow Renien and others reacted, they all came to their senses at this time and took out the crossbow machine to shoot randomly.

Porterning accumulated strength again, and pulled violently with a huge force comparable to that of an intermediate knight. As a result, a crossbow arrow shot and pierced his right arm, and his eyes widened immediately.

The strength that was finally gathered was like a ball being punctured, and it deflated on the spot.

I'm almost out of breath...

Porterning became more and more anxious.

The iron chain perfectly simulated the habit of snakes strangling their prey, and the force was continuous and stable.

He felt pain just now, and when he relaxed a little, his carotid artery was tightened, and his brain was about to be deprived of oxygen.

The weak magic power given by the enhanced transformation can temporarily replace blood oxygen, allowing him to hold on for a little longer, but it is still consumed quickly.

Porterning's face was more horrified, and he struggled and pulled harder, but to no avail.

Because his strength was just a self-perception, in fact, as his physical strength was consumed, his resistance became weaker and weaker.

Roy rode straight over and stabbed his chest with the long sword in his hand.

Blood gushed out, Porterning stared with wide eyes, and fell to the ground with a plop.

When the others saw this, they fled without hesitation and ran away.