The fog in the field of vision became clearer and clearer.
But it seems that there is an invisible shackle in the air, restraining the mist, causing it to stop dozens of meters away around the black cat and the two young wizards, constantly rolling, accumulating, and getting thicker and thicker.
When dealing with fog, the effectiveness of the rune gun is somewhat wasted and ineffective. Although one shot can open a big hole in the fog, the big hole will soon be filled with new fog.
Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu opened the Dharma book and discussed it quickly while copying the magic spells to expel the fog on the blank pages - adjusting the spells in the Dharma book at any time according to local conditions. This is the normal way for most wizards to fight.
.Instead of using talisman spears, talismans, or a binding spell in various ways like Zheng Qing did before.
It only took a short time for the two young wizards to determine the order of the spells.
During the whole process, the black cat did not express any opinions or suggestions, but occasionally spit out a few fireballs and smashed them into the rolling white mist, calming down the roaring sounds that were getting closer and closer.
"The sun rises and the valley breeze blows!"
Jiang Yu took the lead in raising the Dharma book in her hand and recited the incantation loudly. Along with the fluctuation of magic power, her Dharma book rose up with heavy light yellow ripples and spread in all directions. Gentle warm winds were mixed in these ripples.
Blow towards the rolling mist.
The white mist that was getting thicker and thicker was blown by the soft and warm wind, and suddenly lost a bit of its coldness and became a bit more fluffy.
Following the witch, Zheng Qing also raised the Dharma book in his hand and shouted:
"The bandit wind is blowing, and it will eventually become violent!"
Wisps of strong wind surged out from the wizard's book, like a herd of wild horses galloping on the grass, roaring, gathering into an unstoppable force, and rushing forward.
If the first spell made the white mist fluffy, then the second spell tore the fluffy mist into pieces. The violent wind swept away in all directions with Zheng Qing's area as the center, and the sky was full of smoke.
The great wizards can clearly see the eye of the wind and the tornado appearing on the ground.
"I remember they are first-year students?" The former dean of the Alpha Academy stood on the shoulders of the three eight-armed giant apes, brushed his long hair on his forehead, and showed some admiration in his eyes: "This talent is better than most Alphas.
The children will become stronger."
"It's not bad...it always needs some training." Professor Yao chuckled, but his three pairs of eyes were always staring at Captain Mist and the two great lichs opposite: "Blood and fire are always the best resources for growth.
grain."
"There's no need to stare at me so hard." Captain Mist obviously realized the meaning of Professor Yao's gaze. He raised his hands and said: "I haven't even put a finger down... The fog below has nothing to do with me."
No."
"Pooh."
The dean of Starry Sky Academy spat across the street: "Don't believe a single letter of what the demon says. If the fog below has nothing to do with you, I can promise to beat you to death only once."
"What a disappointing guarantee." The captain curled his lips and lowered his head again, his eyes wandering between the two 'black goats' and the roaring eye of the wind.
As the second spell tore the mist into pieces, Jiang Yu raised the Dharma book again and chanted the third spell:
"In July, the fire is flowing and the wind is blowing!"
In the sky, the two suns seemed to be affected by this spell and flickered. Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, raised his head, and sparks fell from the sky. In an instant, they crossed a long distance and appeared in the mist.
Orange-red fireballs exploded in the mist, and the white mist that had been torn into pieces was baked into dryness by the flowing fire. Following the fire was an increasingly fierce wind.
The wind helped the fire, and the prairie fire started. The dry willow branches made a buzzing sound, like the rapid drum beat during the march, urging the fog to dissipate quickly.
Fog is water vapor and is subject to wind and fire. The ancients knew how to raise fire to burn the fog and drive wind to drive away the fog. Under several spells from Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, the white fog surrounding the young wizards quickly disappeared.
The attackers hidden in the mist also revealed their ferocious faces.
The first ones to gather were some monsters with recurved joints, fangs and claws, lean bodies, and exuding a putrid smell. Their heads were like hyenas, and their white eyes and blue-gray skin declared their undead identities.
But unlike most slow-moving undead, these monsters are agile and extremely cunning. When the fog is shrouded, they roar, hide, and gather in groups. When the fog dissipates, they immediately spread out into a network, in twos and threes.
, forming small teams of varying sizes, criss-crossing and approaching the black cat.
"It's an Arab ghoul."
Jiang Yu obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "A little monster at the level of a miscellaneous soldier...I remember someone said that if any wizard does not hunt a few ghouls while growing up, then his life will be imperfect."
"Isn't it a waste to hit them with a rune gun?" Zheng Qing asked hesitantly, his fingertips lingering between the book and the rune gun.
The witch immediately realized the cunningness of those monsters, cursed in a low voice, and sighed: "In fact, the thunder curse is the best way to deal with them... The rune gun belongs to the forbidden curse to beat the kappa, which is an absolute waste; but we can't."
There is no more suitable spell in the book."
"Ge Zhi Tan Xi!"
Zheng Qing tried to use the binding spell, and several vines jumped out from the void, like hunting snakes, and quickly wrapped around several approaching ghouls, tying their recurved joints and necks together.
"Treating the symptoms but not the root cause." The witch shook her head and threw out a jade pendant. The jade pendant exploded in mid-air and turned into a huge ring of fire, blocking the group of ghouls.
"Don't pay attention to those miscellaneous fish," the black cat's deep voice sounded in the ears of the two young wizards: "Look further...the abominations, the undead knights and the dead eye tyrants following those ghouls are
Opponents you need to care about."
As if he was commenting on Black Cat's words.
Outside the ring of fire, waves of unsettling roars and screams suddenly came from the group of ghouls. Soon, the commotion subsided, and tall, ferocious figures appeared behind the fire.
One of the figures was not even afraid of the threat of the fire ring, and crossed the flames with great care. It dragged a heavy wooden stick in one hand, and grabbed the thigh of a certain ghoul in the other hand. As it walked, it gnawed with relish, and the corners of its mouth were stained
Full of blood of companions.
"Their moral level is overestimated." Zheng Qing murmured, clenching the rune gun in his hand.
"Moral?" The witch raised her hand, tied up her somewhat scattered hair, and stuffed it under her collar. She chuckled at the same time: "How can a demon have any morals?"
howl!!
Hatred suddenly roared, then raised the thick wooden stick in his hand and rushed towards the young wizards with heavy steps.