Versatile Mage

“Cough, he means the enemy should have a special investigative technique. As long as we get rid of their reconnaissance, the enemy will be blind as we are. ”

“Yes, you're absolutely right. They must have some kind of reconnaissance. Very good attention. Thank you, Frith, for not letting someone pass this important message on to me when you are not looking at me at all times!” Chimpanzee Maggie said excitedly.

I, Frith, you Virgin Mary!!

Zhao Manyan almost lost his temper.

After all, it's hard to predict what's going to happen without actually going into the swamp rainforest.

Now that's what they can think of.

The enemy can detect them and they don't know where the enemy is hiding.

The sooner they find out what this means, and only if they step into the swamp rainforest themselves, the more their losses can be reduced.

……

Previously, survival rates for several probe teams were very low.

Ultimately, Blair pushed two or three times to the top to overcome the problem.

Indeed, Major's Corps of Liberal Magistrates was appointed as a headlight for the entire federal army.

As long as the headlights are still on, the big troops will continue to move forward, and the big troops will try to follow the path that the headlights have travelled.

This is the case in marshy rainforest environments, where lonely pedestrians can be devoured by walking alone.

Beneath the swamp, it was never a place to bury bones.

……

The marsh smell is very muddy and mossy.

Damp rainwater hits the rotten, moldy plants, stirring the smell again.

“Buzz ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

Swamp flies wrap around places with remains, animals, demons, humans… they're like narrow versions of desert vultures, swarms of rotten meat, watching for dying lives.

“This is the fly of life, which, as the old man said, has been transformed by the death of an ancient prophet of darkness, wandering like a shady soul all year round in the swamp. If someone is dying, they will fly over that person's head for no more than half a day, and the person with the fly on his head will die, and no one will escape this curse.” Nasal ring Connie said.

“So we're dying?” Movan raised his head and looked at the fly that was flying all the time on everyone's head.

The number of flys hanging from the sky is huge, they have more than a thousand people in this team of free magicians, on average there are dozens of them on each head, from far away it is like a gray white smoke floating, the collective soul knowing both the sense of vision!

As soon as it entered the swamp, the fly hung itself on its head.

There are a lot of locals in the team who are terrified of flys and think they are the most ominous.

No matter how much magic you use, no matter how much you burn them to ashes, it won't be long before another fly comes from all over the swamp and regroups.

“Don't be afraid, we have been blessed by the Mother of the Forest. These insignificant mosquito flies can't curse us!” Chimpanzee Maggie saw a slight decline in morale, so she shouted her encouragement.

“Sir, you have the most fly hanging over your head.” A new deputy lowered his voice.

“Oh, oh, toxic magician, to figure out what's going on.” Chimpanzee Maggie said in a changed colour.

……

The number of fly hangings is increasing, and even if the brown rebels are blind, the sound of these mosquito flies can be used to judge the presence of soldiers.

“Mulberry, are these things really that weird?” Movan asked.

“It is hard to say that there are many tiny creatures in the world that are less alert and predictable than many high-level creatures, just as many animals can predict snowfalls, earthquakes, storms…" Mulberry said.

“So, if we keep walking like this, what's really going on?” Zhao Manyan said.

“It can also be understood as such. These hanging flies are familiar with the marshes, they know where the danger is immense, where there are death traps, and where living creatures walk through extremely high mortality rates. So they booked the table in advance so that no other corpse-eating creatures could rob them.” Mubai explains it in a more scientific way.

There is no point in killing and expelling flys.

They are not the main cause of death for these people.

They're just waiting for the living to die, and for what reason, there must be something more lethal in the swamp.

The fly knew that the Federal Army had just stepped into the swamp, but did not know that they were following the laws of nature. After some rumors, it gradually became a curse, a prophet of death...

“God, give me a hand, give me a hand!! ”

Someone suddenly screamed like a falling crow.

“Absorber ahead, watch out!! ”

“Damn, I can't even pull my feet out...”

The first group of people, their legs, fell into the mud.

Those sludge bite them to death, and some bite to the knee.

But no matter how hard they push, they can't pull the body out, and they get deeper and deeper.

“What are earthly magicians, earthly magicians doing, using terrestrial techniques!” Maggie shouted.

Earthly magicians use star orbit skills to see brown halos sweeping away in the swamps.

However, swamps are not pure soil, and more surprisingly, geological waves that could have altered soil structure are not working here at all!

“Pull me up, come on, I can't breathe!!! ”

In the sludge, a head screamed up there.

The mud had not crossed his chin, but when he had done so, the mud even stuffed into his mouth!!

Once the throat is covered in sludge, it will soon suffocate.

“What the hell is going on, are these sludge black holes in the abyss?” Chimpanzee Maggie was stunned.

“Sir, look at me! ”

Kony Nasal Ring is a summoning magician who calls out a summoning beast like a hippocampus.

A botanical magician immediately developed his vine skills, wrapping one end of the vine around the soldier's chin, neck and the other over the hippocampus.

The power of man can't pull soldiers into the mud out, can you summon the beast?

Kony's nostrils beat a hippocampal beast.

The hippocampus was so powerful that it could be seen when its hooves stepped on the swamp lawn.

“Pfft!!!!!!! ”

The hippocampus did not disappoint, and the soldier who was about to be stuffed with sludge was pulled out.

It's just a shame...

It didn't come out together.

Blood was sprayed from the neck, but the neck was still under the mud.

Like a little red fountain in a mud pit.

The head was tied to the vine and rolled over next to Connie and his hippocampus, and the horrible look made everyone around him creepy!