I am a god in another world

The kobolds of the Black Well Tribe are also full of curiosity about this group of winged kin. Many kobolds have only heard of their existence but have never seen them, but that's all. Not much is derived from envy. out of jealousy.

They are the kobolds of the Black Well Tribe. Not only do they have enough food, they also have their own dragon-seeking meditation. They only have a pair of flying leather wings, which is not worthy of their jealousy.

On the contrary, they gave more words of praise to Gavin. The leader is the leader. As long as he takes action, he will be invincible. If he goes out for a while, he will bring back a group of flying kobolds.

As for this group of Erds, they are only temporarily seconded to practice here for a period of time.

This premise is ignored by most kobolds.

As long as they have lived in the Black Well tribe, can they still refuse the lifestyle here? When the time comes, they will definitely beg to join the Black Well Tribe.

Even if they were born in the Yingya Cave of Heijing's mother clan, this was no exception.

"Captain Buck, I don't know if you are interested. Let's practice some skills."

As expected, Cangya, who was full of fighting spirit, couldn't help but ask Buck, the leader of Erd, for a battle. He knew that the opponent could fly, and the battle would be lost but not won.

Buck couldn't help but glance sideways at Gavin. After all, this was on someone else's territory.

Gavin raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Friendly discussions only determine the outcome, not life and death. Captain Buck just needs to be careful."

The leader of the family had already mentioned this. Buck drank all the ale in the mug, fluttered his wings, floated up, and said with a long smile, "Okay, let me see Captain Cangya's fighting prowess."

After entering the battlefield, Captain Buck landed with both claws on the ground, but did not take off. Instead, he held the dagger in front and back and said, "Wings are also part of my combat power. I don't fly high, but that doesn't mean I can't use them. Please careful."

Cangya nodded and said: "That's how it should be. It's unfair to ask the captain to fight on foot with me. If you restrict your wings anymore, it's no different than asking me to tie your legs. Please."

"Kill!" Captain Buck was not polite. He kicked the ground with his claws and used the vibration of his leather wings. This half-running and half-flying mode made his speed quite astonishing.

"Okay." Cang Ya shouted low, also lowered his body and rushed towards Captain Buck.

As Cangya ran at high speed, wisps of mist began to gather around his body. At first, everyone thought it was just an illusion.

By the time he fought with Captain Buck, his face was blurry and could not be seen clearly, and a layer of mist enveloped his body.

Both sides are taking the path of fighting quickly.

But the means vary.

The pair of leather wings behind Captain Buck allowed him to change directions much more flexibly than ordinary people. As soon as the two crossed each other, his wings vibrated several times in a row, and then he stopped his forward movement. With a push and a twist, he spun around and launched a violent storm attack from the side towards Cang Ya.

The fog around Cangya became thicker and thicker, and finally he could no longer be seen. Only his two swords stabbed or slashed from the fog from time to time, and they were extremely cunning.

Thanks to the rapid fanning of the leather wings behind Captain Buck, the whipping up wind weakened the concentration and diffusion speed of this fog. Otherwise, once he was sucked into the fog and couldn't see his fingers, he would have no choice but to be slaughtered by the Cangya. .

This is the Hidden Mist Technique that Cangya harvested from this dragon-hunting ceremony. After ten days of digging, he has integrated this magic-like ability into the battle, making his combat effectiveness soar. No wonder, Facing a unique opponent like Captain Buck, he was still full of fighting spirit. He wanted to find a target to try on.

If Captain Buck hadn't happened to meet him at the right time, Gavin believed that he would have been the one to challenge Cang Ya tonight.

After the two fought for more than ten rounds, Gavin stood up and took the initiative to stop: "Both captains, it's almost done, just add to the fun. We'll settle this game as a draw. Why don't we change the battlefield and have a drink?" "Determine the outcome."

"Okay!" Cangya and Buck cheered at the same time.

The former retracted the Hidden Mist Technique, and the latter retracted the leather wings and landed on the ground.

Obviously, they all know that there is no point in continuing to fight.

Buck couldn't dispel Cangya's hidden fog and couldn't find his true identity.

Cangya could not catch up with Buck with the help of his wings by running alone.

The two people who had fought against each other obviously felt a little sympathy for each other. They walked side by side to Gavin. They drank one glass of ale after another, and actually started a new battle. This one was also considered a draw. In the end, both of them They were staggering drunkenly, holding their arms and chatting freely, and they seemed to have a harmonious relationship, as if they were old friends for many years.

This is also one of the greatest charms of wine.

The next day, when Gavin started special training for the Oeders, Buck had not yet recovered from his hangover headache, so he could only rest for one more day.

Because Gavin's special training is about the concentration of their consciousness - using hypnotic suggestion to put them into a hypnotic state and condense their spiritual consciousness as much as possible.

Gavin didn't need their spiritual consciousness. To really become as powerful as a psychic, he only needed them to be condensed enough to form a key, just like a spark, igniting the psychic powers in the psychic stone and releasing it.

They don't need to understand how it works, they just need to know how to do it.

For this group of experienced warriors, with the help of Gavin's mental hypnosis suggestion, it is not difficult to do this. It does not take even three days, let alone three ten days.

Gavin set three ten-day periods, not only because he needed time to accumulate psychic stones, but also because he was optimistic about Erd's aerial reconnaissance ability. Only a fool would not use it if he could use it for free for a month.

Gavin was not polite to them at all. After completing the initial training, he asked Caesar to take his team to perform reconnaissance missions.

The simple Erds did not think much about it and thought it was part of the special training.

In addition, Gavin further explored and optimized the mind blast.

Unlike other psychic powers, this power was discovered by himself and could be used without opening the psychic warlock, but the reaction was relatively large.

Now that he has a lot of psychic knowledge, he found that this psychic power is very crude, which is to bombard the opponent's brain with his own psychic ability and use the strong pain to interfere with the opponent.

As the enemies he faces become more and more powerful, the power of this move becomes more and more limited, and it varies from person to person.

Those creatures with low IQ who have not undergone special consciousness training have weak resistance.

The half-ogre is a typical example. He was chopped three or five times with a sharp blade, but he was fine. Gavin's mind blast could make him kneel down and choke for several rounds.

On the contrary, Vic, who looks thin and weak, has a high resistance to this move. He was only hurt for half a round after being hit, and he was fine.

Gavin is now further twisting and weaving the mind blast.

Extracting the mind power as a thread, just like winding a ball of yarn, winding it in circles, but this thread is not a single thread, but multiple threads entangled together, a ball of mind yarn covered with a net.

Not only is it winding, but it is also constantly compressing and compressing. When the mind blast is fixed again, Gavin can vaguely feel its shape - it is clearly a bullet - a mind bullet.

Zhang You's influence is really everywhere. Every time he thinks of penetration and long-range shooting, the first thing he thinks of is often firearms.

Now even playing with mind power has become a firearm style.