Mage Joan

Chapter 112 Nightingale (Ⅱ)

With a hint of curiosity, Qiao An activated "Advanced Inner Vision" to check the attributes and special abilities of the 7th-level "Mythical Wind Element Elder".

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Reconnaissance target: Giant Mythical Wind Elemental Elder "Nightingale" (Elemental Subspecies, Mythical Subspecies)

Life level: 25

Mythological rank: 7th rank

Attributes: Strength 30, Agility 40, Constitution 25, Intelligence 17, Wisdom 18, Charisma 26

Special abilities: elemental characteristics, blind vision 300 feet, telepathy 300 feet, familiar sky (air combat has an advantage), damage reduction 5 energy level legend; 7th level mythical power (17 times)

Special Attacks: 700-foot wind blade (long-range contact attack, causing 7-level force field damage), mythological possession (expends 1 "mythical power" to penetrate into a designated organism in the field of view and control its flesh) , Whirlwind form (turns itself into a whirlwind, the destructive power is like the 8-level whirlwind, no time limit), spells (casting level 25; random -2 level "wind art", 5 level "high wind wall art" , 5th ring "Control Wind Direction"; 3 times a day-7th ring "Advanced Teleportation", 7th ring "Transportation", 8th ring "Whirlwind"), mythical power (mythical whirlwind)

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Since Qiao Ann has mastered Nightingale's "real name", when using "Advanced Inner Vision" to investigate, he can fully see the details of the opponent, just like casting a spell to check his own state.

At this moment Nightingale also noticed that someone was casting a spell to peek at him, and looked down at Qiao Ann. The expression in his eyes changed from displeased to doubt, and then asked him telepathically.

"The little guy who calls me here, are you a student of Old Man Wafrunir?"

Qiao An thought for two seconds, nodded and said: "Forget it."

He inherited Vafrunir's legacy and legacy, and it is reasonable to be counted as the descendant of the Cloud Giant Archmage.

"Why did the old man Wafrunir not show up himself? Is he dead?" The elder of the mythical wind element continued to inquire.

Qiao An nodded honestly.

"Then you are my new employer?"

Nightingale asked with a smile.

Knowing that the Great Master Yun is no longer a person, she seemed to be relieved secretly.

Qiao An nodded again, looking loyal and honest.

Nightingale chuckled, arms folded across his chest, his attitude towards JoAnn was obviously more frivolous.

"Little guy, show me your strength, if you are not strong enough, big sister, I won't cooperate with you!"

What do you mean?

underestimate me?

Qiao An frowned, opened the storage bag with restraint of anger, took out the "demon collection bottle" from it, and raised it silently in front of Nightingale.

He knew Nightingale’s real name, and when he inspired the "Binding Dafa" attached to the "Receiving Demon Bottle", he said the other party’s real name. Nightingale had no chance to resist, and he would be sucked into the bottle and sealed. It's definitely a hundred times harder than getting into the golem.

Nightingale stared at the small copper bottle in the hands of the young mage, as if he could see the doorway, his eyes immediately showed a strong jealousy, he forced a laugh, and put on a flattering face.

"Ahhhhh! I suddenly remembered that you know my real name, little mage, quickly put down that nasty little bottle! You don't need to prove anything to me, instinct tells me that we can become close partners!"

"It's a coincidence, I have the same intuition."

Qiao An smiled sarcastically, stuffed the "Demon Receiving Bottle" back into his storage bag, and then told Nightingale his plan.

"You called me here to let me inject the soul into your golem? Really, why are your mages so boring, you know how to toss the constructs all day, and you can’t wait to treat those tin toys as your lover and don’t feel boring. Is it?" Nightingale grumbled.

"You seem to be very angry. Have you had a similar experience before?" Qiao An asked casually.

"No! In my short 30,000 years of youth-by the way, I am still a girl today. I have been called by spellcasters no less than ten times, four of which were a one-time transaction. Killing enemies is very easy to complete. The other few times are the various constructs I made for them to act as spirits. The contract is thousands of years old, which is boring!"

Nightingale sighed, then complained.

"Anyway, I don't have much to do in the world of wind elements. It's okay to experience the lifestyle of the construct once in a while, but there are two things that make me feel particularly ridiculous, even unbearable, little mage, do you know what it is? "

"My name is Joan, you can call my name directly, and frankly speaking, I am not very interested in what you said."

Qiao An noticed that this Miss Nightingale seemed to have a very serious "talking" attribute, and this was precisely the type he was not good at coping with, and thought it was better to get rid of her talk as soon as possible.

However, the other party clearly did not want him to do so.

"What do you mean by'not interested'? Ah? Why are you so boring? The brass dragon praises me for being able to talk and talk witty, why are you not interested! Do you still want to cooperate with me?"

"You mentioned the brass dragon, which shows that my premonition is unfortunately verified..." Qiao An sighed, "Forget it, just say what you want, I just listen."

"This attitude is right, where did I just say?" Ms. Yu Tu asked suddenly.

"When it comes to spellcasters who try to make you a construct, most of them have two ridiculous points."

Qiao An recalled.

"Not bad! You remember it very clearly. This shows that you listened to me carefully just now, and then that you are very interested in what I am telling you. You just said no, which shows that you are an arrogant fellow!"

Nightingale laughed triumphantly.

Qiao An shrugged and decided to give up treatment, as long as she was happy.

"Those spellcasters often ask me to serve them for thousands of years. The millennium is just a short moment for me. However, those spellcasters who live for a century are rare, and they all died before I completed the contract , Isn't this ridiculous?"

Qiao An nodded: "You mean we human spellcasters, we don't have any compelling numbers in our hearts, do you mean that?"

"That's right! Little Mage, don't you make the same mistake?"

"Anyway, you've come into contact with too many arcane spellcasters who feel good about themselves, and I'm not one of them. As for our contract...let's sign it for 1,000 years." Qiao An said lightly.

"Hey! Why are you like this!" Nightingale was anxious, "Little Mage, are you sure you can live for 1,000 years?"

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