Versatile Mage

“Scorpion Array!” Blue bats spit out these words cold.

The six monks immediately drove away with a very strange postural umbrella, not walking on their feet, crawling like spiders and scorpions on those steel pipes and chimneys.

They crawled very fast with their limbs on the ground and could barely see their faces. Movan almost thought the six were spider scorpion monsters wearing a monk robe.

These people, like magicians, have a very different aura than magicians, and if you have to find something that fits with them, it's the Black Beast Demon.

Black monster in human skin!!

Six evil monks soon dispersed in different locations in Movan, and there was a dark green silk thread between them, which intertwined around Movan at great speed as they continued to shift positions.

Movan also began to change position, except that the six evil monk executioners moved with Movan as a whole, and those bizarre dark green threads were still all around them.

Movan tries to burn these dark green threads with flames, but these threads are incredibly fire-resistant and cannot be burned at all unless they are quenched with high temperatures.

Time can be spent to quench the high temperature flames without the six evil monk executioners knotting fast.

Soon, this whole underground factory was filled with dark green silk threads, and it looked like hundreds of giant evil spiders were kept in the whole cave, trapped dead prey.

“A bunch of monsters.” Movan scolded.

These dark green silk threads are clearly elemental resistant, and if Movan concentrates on destroying them, he will surely be attacked by the executioners of the six evil monks.

Movan has also tried to attack them and stop them from forming in their vicinity, but these evil monks are very fast, and they keep a safe distance from Movan, like a bunch of flies that can't be shot and driven away.

“Scorpion! ”

Blue bats are like the brains of the six evil monks, she commands coldly.

Near Mofan are dark green threads, some as thick as hundreds of metres long, dripping from height to the ground, or staggering across, and the trajectories of evil monks' actions are concealed by these dark green silk arrays.

Evil monks can crawl on dark green threads without making a hint of noise, moving two or three times faster than before. Movan is not only blinded by these threads, but is also severely restricted in his movements, as if the whole person had fallen into a silk hole in a journey to the west.

“Heh!!!! ”

The arms of the evil monk have a layer of dark armor, the armor covering the back of the hand is ribbed, and a verse is like the tail of a scorpion!

As the evil monk's arms swung, he saw a terrible cold light crossing from the throat position of Morvan.

A sharp scorpion tail takes Evan's life, leaving no room for it.

Movan jumped immediately and spread his body into six geese, each searching in a different direction towards the surrounding array of silks.

He is now in a very bad position, with very little to say about his field of view, and is likely to be wrapped in those weird filaments at any moment, even close to the enemy's position of 10 meters.

“Huh!!! ”

Another cold light swept the tail of the arm sharply, filled with poisonous tail hooks that hit the back of Mofan's geese.

“Whoo!”

The geese quickly turned into a thick stream of ink, dissipating in place.

Apparently, Movan wasn't really on this geese.

In several other directions, the same voice sounded, and the six geese, who had not yet flown far out, were essentially dispersed by the executioners of the evil monks, who acted dispersed and very holistically, leaving Movan somewhat handicapped.

Movan didn't actually leave the place just now. The six geese were all fake. He just wanted to test that if he used shadow magic, he could safely disengage from this strange method of formation.

If you look at the velocity of the falling geese, you will know that you will not be able to see 200 meters. You will definitely be intercepted by the other party.

The biggest pain now lies not in their fierce scorpion attacks, but in Movan's inability to locate the executioners of the evil monks, who look more mysterious than some evil things, knowing that they are nearby and that magic is always unlocked.

Often when one of them flips over, people disappears into the tangled silk threads. There is a kind of martial arts play in which the main character chases to the dyeing mill, where countless sun-dyed cloths hang, and the enemy suddenly comes out behind the silk cloth from one position apart.

“I don't know if this will work.” Movan closed his eyes and began to summon his native land.

Stardust!!

Protect yourself from sneak attacks with countless dust, but Movan's real purpose is not to defend himself from the dust of the stars.

Mofan's defense is not as strong as Zhao Manyan's for a few hours, but it can hold still. The dust of the stars needs to constantly steal the energy around him to be able to replenish it. The executioners of these six evil monks did not use a few witchcraft and magic...

“Elements agglomerate! ”

Movan dodged a sneak attack behind his back, and the first time he gathered the earthly elements with his mind into the shadow that attacked him.

Aggregate Elements, Mark Target!

This is the technique that Nelson taught in the Open Class of Fighting, and Nelson really works in a specific combat environment.

Close your eyes, the place with the dense elements is very clear, Movan finds out that the evil monk attacked himself and immediately retreats 100 meters away, then uses the silent crawl over his head.

The density of the perceived elements “sees” each other's fluorescent powder-like outline, and judging from this outline, the other is probably hanging upside down at the top of the cave.

However, the first evil monk to be imprinted immediately launched a head-on attack on Movan, who, like a real spider, stared dead at Movan without moving a tattoo.

He waits for the moment, and the other five wicked monk executioners will attack, and he will choose the most appropriate time to give Movan a blow and kill!

Movan laughed.

Dad can see you. You can squat up there. I'll tag all five of your other companions and then I'll clean you up!

……

Movan had to wait for the other party to attack him before he could spill these earthly "fluorescent powders” on them. The reason why he didn't immediately solve that threat in his head was because Movan feared that other people would discover his little trick and it would be difficult to find someone else's place.

Admit for a moment that Movan can't fight back, like a blind man, crashing between these dark green threads.

Second imprint!

Number three!

Four, five!

There is also a little piece of shit, depending on when he attacks himself...