Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Ryan raised his head and looked around. The stands were filled with excited audiences. Under the bright sunshine, he kept waving various things in his hands, yelling the names of Falas and others unevenly. It seemed that his own The team is quite popular.

Although the game was about to start, Ryan was very calm. He stretched out lazily, carefully savoring the warmth of the sun shining on him, and his relaxed appearance also infected everyone. Teammate, Alina whispered behind Faras: "We have Ryan, how can we lose."

Alina's innocence made Falash laugh, and Falash turned around lovingly and stroked Alina's hair lightly.After whispering a few words to Alina, Faras turned around again and looked at her close lover with an expression of admiration and admiration.

Faras and Simeone have studied together for many years, and naturally they know the strength of the five members of Simeone's team.Faras thought: "If it weren’t for Ryan this time, or this game would be the last of the Faras team. Now, not only does his team win two games easily, even if they meet five players, they are only better than My almost intermediate-level magician also appeared to be at ease. All this was caused because I was favored by the God of Wisdom and met Ryan. I still clearly remember that it was a very ordinary morning, that day, The four of them walked into the mercenary guild in Elfa City and taught a few nasty guys severely, and then..."

Falas suddenly realized that she was a little distracted. She took a few deep breaths and suppressed the memories that kept coming up in her mind. The game was about to be played, and it was not the time to think about these things.

Behind Faras, beside Alina, Reid closed his eyes, half-kneeled on the ground, bathed in the bright sunshine, praying to the main god he believed in.

Although Reid is usually nonchalant and even a little aristocratic dude, his heart is actually very pious. Otherwise, how could he be a disciple of Ibero, Archbishop of the Church of Illumination.

Only Elendo stood still like a stone statue, only the occasional light flashing in his eyes showed that he was ready.

The mentality of the entire Leisi team was very relaxed, as if they were now in the outskirts of the imperial capital and were about to enjoy a sumptuous lunch.

The other side of the game, Simeone’s team, are all facing their enemies. They stand in the position they have practiced before. Baker-Bruce and Buck-Kemp even have a magic scroll in their hands. Release immediately at the beginning.

Simeone looked at his opponent on the other side of the field with a serious face. He shouted loudly: "Everyone prepares, the game will start soon. We have to do what we should do as we did in advance. "

Simeone's teammates nodded together, and each put their eyes on their assigned opponents, and Carl's hands even trembled slightly.

In their prior preparations, they believed that Farath’s Reis team had both offensive and defensive capabilities, and their own emphasis was on offensive. After all, there are five mid-level magicians in a team that are very extravagant, even a medium-sized mercenary group with hundreds of people. Not necessarily, but the shortcomings of the squad with magicians are also very prominent, that is, the lack of the rear support of the priest and the frontline suppression of the fighters, which is not conducive to a protracted battle.If the two sides enter the phase of stalemate consumption, it will be greatly detrimental to oneself.

For this reason, Simeone’s team’s tactical idea is to use the quick casting of magic scrolls at the beginning of the game, use the first wave of magic to suppress the opponent’s approach, and then separate two people to use magic to suppress the opponent’s fighters and thieves. Simeone takes Carl and Baker with them. The continuous magic gives the opponent a powerful blow.

Simeone estimated that if it went well, it would take almost five rounds of magic strikes to make the priest Red and the wizard Faras of the Reth team lose their combat effectiveness, and the remaining few would not be enough.

The performance of both sides in the game was clearly seen by Kailimu and others sitting in the noble box. Kailimu shook his head and said: "The victory or defeat is divided, there is nothing to watch."

Rukani asked strangely: "Brother Kailim, you know the result before the game starts?"

Before Kailimu answered, he heard a long and thick horn sound, and the game officially began.

At the moment when the horn sounded, Allendo suddenly raised his neck and roared, turning into a white wind wolf.The spectators in the stands suddenly screamed in horror, and some people even started to flee outside the stadium.

Allendo didn't care about the commotion caused by his transformation, and only the five magicians opposite him were in his eyes.Allendo's legs were slightly bent, and then he pushed hard on the ground, and rushed towards Simeone with all his strength.Behind him, even left a long series of phantoms.

Simeone and others were also frightened by Allendo's transformation, but after all they had studied at the Royal Academy of Magic for many years. They knew something about druid transformation. Simeone made a decisive decision and aligned the magic scroll in his hand. To Ellendor, who rushed towards him.

Simeone began to read the magic charm on the scroll quickly.This is a fireball scroll. He can release a magic that can reach two-thirds of the normal fireball at the cost of consuming the magic power contained in the scroll.

Simeone believed that he could definitely complete the magic before Allen Dofa got close to him, forcing him to defend, so that he could continue his direct plan before the game.

Unexpectedly, when there were seven magic charms left, Simeone felt a faint wave of magic. He looked at it from the corner of his eyes and found that a magic missile had flown towards him at high speed. Simeone was shocked, his body subconsciously. Fall back.

Simeone is just a magician after all, no matter how flexible his movements can be compared to a well-trained fighter.As soon as his body moved, the magic missile hit the scroll in Simeone's hand. The powerful impact pierced the scroll of fireball and hit Simeone's chest.

Simeone snorted, and his body moved back involuntarily. He staggered back a few steps and barely stood firm.

Simeone knew that the magician robe he was wearing today helped him block the magic, otherwise he might be defeated.Simeone didn't care to check his injury, he immediately took out a lightning bolt from his body, ready to fight back.

But before Simeone opened the scroll, he heard an exclamation from Baker standing next to him: "Be careful, Simeone!"