Chapter 119 (1/2)
【 baptism of the wind 】 it was the intermediate attack spell created by opp. He taught the spell to his son Obert, but Obert made two mistakes and gave the spell to Ye Chui. No one expected that a low-level magician could master the intermediate attack spell, but ye Chui really spent only two hours to complete the modeling and fully owned the spell.
At this time, looking at the dense black wasps, ye Chui used this spell for the second time.
As the magic matrix was input into the wand, a strong wind began to rise in the cave, and the whistling sound filled around the body. The flying black wasps felt a burst of uneasiness, but they were still jumping on the leaf droop and Debbie lying nearby according to the instructions of the sensitive shadow cat, but soon their excellent flying ability was challenged, and the strong wind blew in the cave, The strong wind makes their figures sway in the air.
A layer of strong wind waves started from the leaf droop and blew out of the cave.
After ye Chui stopped shooting, several Warcraft immediately fiercely wanted to rush into the cave, but they only came halfway and felt the strong wind coming. Even if they firmly grasped the ground with their claws and teeth, their bodies continued to retreat backward.
Then at one moment, the strong wind blowing from the cave reached the extreme of an explosion. Just listen to the ”boom”, countless black wasps and Warcraft were completely pushed out of the cave by the strong wind like a gun.
In the cave, ye Chui felt dizzy. Even though his body was baptized by dragon blood and his magic and physical quality had reached the peak of his realm, his mental power was still poor after all. In addition to the supply of magic, the most important thing for the release of the spell was the control of mental power to release this intermediate attack spell, Ye Chui's spiritual power has been exhausted.
He shook his body, squatted on the ground, picked up Gatlin again, aimed at the cave exit, gasped slightly in his mouth, and said to the snow dragon behind him, ”Hey, I can't support it. They release black wasps into the cave again, and we will certainly finish the game.”
The snow dragon is producing, and it has reached its weakest time. Its golden eyes look at Ye Chui, and some weak voices ring in Ye Chui's mind: ”what should I do...”
Ye Chui turned his head and looked at the Snow Dragon: ”teach me dragon language.”
Although the black wasps flying from the cave are dangerous, ye Chui doesn't have to use [baptism of the wind], a spell that will waste his mental power, to stop them. He can use more effective spells, such as [Fire], [lightning], etc. It's not difficult to stop the black wasps in this narrow space.
But he used the baptism of the wind for this moment.
The energy is wasted. Without him to stop the rebellious Warcraft, the snow dragon will be attacked by the Warcraft group at this moment. If the snow dragon wants to save itself and its baby, it must make him strong again. It must teach ye Chulong language.
”Even if I teach you dragon language, you won't be able to master it in a short time, and it may even make your mental power completely collapse...” the snow dragon beast understood Ye Chui's intention at the first time, but now it can't do anything.
”How can I know if I don't try?” Ye Chui replied, ”my spiritual power is only inferior, but dragon language is an advanced magic language. If I can have dragon language, maybe I can improve my spiritual quality and let me enter the field of intermediate magicians. If I am an intermediate magician, I am confident that I can stop these Warcraft for a moment.”