Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

"Missile Storm..." Nancy said in a trembling voice to Moses next to her.

"Well, Fabiya Missile Storm." Moses nodded solemnly: "I'm sure there is no such magic in the magic system. I'm not sure about other systems, but there is so little magic in arcane magic. Most magicians prefer elemental magic, so this is created by Fabia magician."

"You can easily defeat the 6th level monster's own magic, how can it be 5th level?" Nancy asked again.

Moses sighed, and he said in a gloomy mood: "I'm almost 40 years old. Compared with him, I really feel that I have been in vain for so many years. You have also heard me say yesterday's record, the same magic kills. A 7-level monster, I think, in any case, this magic can't be lower than 6th level. But approving a self-created magic is not something we can talk about here, it must pass the magic guild's inspection."

"I guess that's unlikely. After all, Mr. Fabia hasn't worn a magic emblem until now." Nancy shook her head, glanced at Moses and said, "Well, don't hurry up to clear the battlefield."

Ryan didn't pay attention to Moses and the others talking in a low voice. He squatted down, half-kneeled in front of Barbara and said, "How do you feel?"

Barbara raised her finger and said, "Of course. First, I found that the power of magic is not important, but the key is the ability to control the power of magic. Second, I think low-level magic is just as useful, not the more advanced it is. Okay, and third, I think..."

Before Barbara's words were finished, she heard the sound of flapping wings again from afar, and a familiar chirp came again.Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from, and a large black cloud on the horizon pressed towards Ryan, and this large black cloud consisted of more than 40 flying dragons with two feet.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", the long sword in the hand of a warrior fell to the ground, and it happened to hit another long sword, making a clear sound. Many people's eyes were attracted by the sound. , The warrior seemed to be ashamed of his timidity. He blushed and picked up his weapon. He bowed his head and dared not move.

"What are you doing in a daze, enemy attack, enemy attack, ready to fight!" Moses raised his weapon and yelled loudly, and walked quickly among the soldiers under his command. He saw someone who was still hesitating or had an earthy face. He kicked it hard: "Do you want to die? Move faster if you don't want to die."

Ryan also looked at the dense group of two-legged flying dragons in the distance. He estimated that these were probably all the two-footed flying dragons in that group. Just now his team had been extremely difficult to deal with a dozen double-footed flying dragons. Now if you have to deal with more than three times the prey at once, I'm afraid it won't work if you don't take it.

"Don't panic, prepare as you usually practice." Ryan didn't miss the opportunity to start to cheer up his men. Of course, he didn't just talk about it, but while inspiring morale, he quickly drawn large-scale magic in the air. Array, blessed a "war horn" to his men.

The colorful light shrouded every soldier, and it also gave them incomparable courage. They only felt that their strength had become greater, their speed had increased, and their physical fatigue seemed to be less severe, even These soldiers are also very eager to fight the enemy bravely again. Many people with red eyes have raised up to the sky and screamed like wild animals.

"The poisoned warrior, please." Ryan said to the priest Rocheld lightly, and the latter's chin had almost fallen to the ground. The magic that Ryan had just included those effects, and Rocheld could see it clearly. He asked if he did it by himself, at least 10 of them would be able to do it by himself, but if he wanted to be as easy as Ryan, Rocheld couldn't do it anyway.

"Oh, okay, leave it to me!" The only thing that Pastor Rochelle can bless a little self-esteem now is the priest's unique magic, healing wounds, expelling poisoning, and relieving diseases... these lives related to the human body. Magic is a forbidden zone for magicians, and usually only priests who believe in the god of light can do it. Rocheld is even thinking that if Ryan can get rid of poisoning himself, maybe he doesn't need to hire himself this time.

The two-legged dragons flew in more and more. The head of the group was covered with scales. It should be the leader of the two-legged dragons. Of course, Ryan clearly remembered that when he was just approaching the two-legged dragons’ lair, he was almost caught by this head. The Dragon King with two feet found that he was about to use magic to meet the enemy, his heart suddenly moved, and remembered a good idea, so Ryan quickly took out a dozen magic scrolls from his storage pocket, and picked out 5 at random. It was stuffed into Barbara's hands, and then the rest was divided into two parts and given to Moses and Nancy.

"I remember I gave you some before, now is the time to use them." Ryan smiled at Moses, and the latter scratched his head embarrassedly. He knew he was going to leave these magic scrolls. Ryan saw it through, so Moses and Nancy both touched out the magic scroll from their bodies and prepared to fight.

Ryan patted Barbara's head lightly and said to her: "Your 5 scrolls are not the same magic. Observe the battle for yourself, and then choose the scroll you think is appropriate to help in the fight."

"Ah!" Barbara is only in the meditation phase so far. She can't even release the magic missile, let alone the magic scroll in her hand. At this time, Barbara was surprised and happy. I know this is a rare exercise opportunity for myself, but I am a little worried about my performance.

Just as Barbara was struggling with gains and losses, Ryan flicked a flick on her forehead, and then said grotesquely: "Concentrate, focus on the battle in front of you, don't be distracted."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I understand!" Barbara nodded vigorously, and began to observe the two-legged dragons in the sky.Now the two-legged dragons have come to the sky above Len and the others, about fifty meters above the ground. The hordes of two-footed dragons have left large shadows on the ground, bringing death to the hot afternoon. The cold.

Nancy squeezed a fireball scroll tightly with both hands, staring at the two-footed dragon in the sky, and beside Nancy, 10 shooters sweated and raised their short bows. , The feather arrow had been placed on the back of the bow, but without the command of the leader, the bowstring was not pulled apart.

"Aim at the strongest end and listen to my orders." Nancy said while feeling that the palms of her hands were full of sweat. She was not sure whether this would affect the effect of the magic scroll, and quickly released one hand. I wiped my clothes a few times, then switched to the other hand, and wiped it again.

Just as the war was about to start, suddenly a black shadow flashed by. The strongest two-footed Flying Dragon King spewed a large amount of blood. It let out a scream, flapping its wings desperately, and unexpectedly the second black shadow. It flashed by again. This time everyone could see clearly that the black shadow uploaded directly from the head of the two-footed Flying Dragon King. The call of the two-footed Flying Dragon King stopped abruptly, and its wings did not. Fan it again, and it just fell straight.

"Pump!" The two-footed flying dragon king plunged into a small puddle and splashed a lot of sewage. The soldiers standing next to it were so scared that they sat on the ground, but they quickly got up and lifted up. He raised his spear and aimed it at the two-footed Flying Dragon King who was covered in mud in the puddle.

The Flying Dragon King with two feet lay motionless there, the muddy water under it gradually turned red, and then the red muddy water flowed out towards the surroundings.Ryan's pupils shrank suddenly, because he could clearly see the two shadows just now. Each shadow was a feather arrow, and only two arrows shot a two-footed dragon king with strength at the top of level 6. , The strength of the archery person must not be underestimated.

I don’t know who fired this arrow and triggered the wildness of all the two-legged dragons. They began to attack the people on the ground desperately. Several of them were hidden in the canopy when they landed. Of spiked traps hit, and more fluttered their wings and fell to the ground, and the battle began.

"Hurry up!" Nancy tore open the magic scroll with both hands, and at the same time she gave a loud order to attack. The archers around her didn't hesitate immediately after seeing the target Nancy was attacking with the magic scroll. Pulled the bowstring, shot the feather arrow in his hand.

A scream came, and a two-legged flying dragon less than 10 meters away from Nancy fell to the ground. Its body was blackened by lightning, and there were seven or eight feather arrows stuck in its lower abdomen. After all, it was so short. As long as the distance is slightly aligned, it's fine, but because the distance is too close, the arrows shot by the archer are not very lethal.

"Use a spear! Use a spear!" Of course Moses saw this scene. He roared with all his strength and gave the order. A dozen branches of sharpened branches were thrown out, piercing the body of two two-footed dragons, but another one. A wyvern with two feet slammed down from the air. It opened its mouth and bit with sharp teeth on the arm of a spear-throwing warrior.

Moses didn’t even have time to speak. He cut off the warrior’s arm with a sword in his left hand, and then slammed into the flying dragon at full speed. He held the long sword with his right hand, so that the tip of the sword was exposed from his elbow. His elbow was aimed at the head of the flying dragon with two feet.

Since the wyvern was so close to Moses, it gritted its teeth desperately, so it was hit by Moses.Moses only felt a shock in his hand. Knowing that he had stabbed the target, he quickly bent his thigh and hit the wyvern's abdomen with his knees. Then, with the help of the impact, his body moved back at full speed, just avoiding it. The claws of the two-footed flying dragon were dying.