miss mist go with the flow

The black magician Tricky belonged to the same organization as him, and was bewitched by others. He came to Misty Town and died. There were things magicians needed on his body, and the compass in his hand was prepared to detect such things.

The compass is still working, which means that Trich's body has not been destroyed, and the magician still has a chance to find it.

Crossing the outer border of the forest and walking deeper, the trees grew taller, blocking the moonlight.

The fog also became very thick, obscuring the sight, making the magician feel a little uneasy.

The fog in the depths of the forest seems to have become thicker. This is probably the precautionary measure prepared by the witch after she left home. This mysterious white mist can also isolate the perception of magic power, reducing the magician's sight to the same level as that of ordinary people.

If it weren't for the compass to guide him, he would really be unable to move an inch.

This forest is truly incredible. After this matter is over, please apply to be transferred from this area.

The planning on the side of the power of the earth veins is also proceeding quite smoothly. After two days, they should be able to check and accept the results, and then transfer the order, and take advantage of the opportunity to go to the southern seaport for vacation...

Thinking of those warm and lovely girls in the South Seaport, the corner of the magician's mouth couldn't help but a smile appeared.

He has worked so hard for so many years, and it's time to enjoy it.

Continuing to walk deep into the forest, the pointer of the compass suddenly began to shake rapidly.

The magician's eyebrows frowned suddenly, what's going on?External interference?Or is the magic item malfunctioning?

He mobilized the magic power, concentrated it in his palm, and wanted to check the situation inside the compass, but suddenly felt something in his heart, and suddenly looked up to look around.

Misty white mist—the mist is thicker than when it came, and there seems to be something hidden in it!

The magician secretly thought something was wrong, he quickly reached out to take out the sleeve of his left hand, and pulled out a scroll from it. Just as he was about to open it, the compass pointer suddenly stopped.

On the ground in front of the mage, the fallen leaves were slowly blown away by the night wind, revealing a corpse in a robe.

It's Trich's body!

The magician hesitated, took out a rope net, and threw it at the corpse.

The rope net successfully caught the target, and he dragged it back vigorously, but the other hand kept holding the scroll, and if the situation was not good, he would immediately release the spell in it.

It was a scroll sealed with a teleportation spell, ready to use, and it was also the confidence for the magician to dare to break into the foggy forest.

Just as the rope net dragged the corpse and was about to return to the magician, a more violent wind suddenly blew up in the mist.

The thick white mist covered the magician's vision, making him unable to see his outstretched palm.

Sensing the crisis again, he no longer hesitated, nor cared about the corpse that was about to be obtained, and released the scroll in his left hand.

The purple halo enveloped him, temporarily cutting off the mist, and giving the magician some peace of mind.

But this tranquility only lasted for a brief moment, and was interrupted by a strange twisting force, which also made the magician's heart sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

The purple halo of teleportation was broken, and the spell was forcibly interrupted!

How can it be!This is a gem-level spell, and because of the characteristics of space spells, it is more difficult to interrupt than ordinary gem-level spells. How could it be destroyed in an instant? !

I have to run away!

The magician hurriedly recited a few short incantations, black mist rose from his body, he slapped the ground, and then burrowed into the soil.

But before he was completely submerged in the soil, he felt a lightness on the back of his neck, and his whole body was pulled up and flew into the air.

In front of him, a huge shadow slowly emerged from the thick white mist, more than two feet high, like a moving mountain top.

The giant wolf with blue and white fur walked out with a leisurely pace, with a humanized sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and his huge wolf pupils quietly looked at the magician.

All the magical power of the magician fell into a state of immobilization, and a wordless fear arose in his heart.

There is no escape.

Legendary Warcraft, really Legendary Warcraft!Those incompetent mercenaries didn't spread rumors, there really are legendary forest wolves in this forest!

If he knew the news was true, he would never take the risk of coming here!

Begging for mercy is also useless, human tricks can't fool this legendary monster, its intelligence is no less than that of humans.

The Timberwolf grinned and spit out the voice of a mature human woman:

"Leaving that corpse to fish, someone actually took the bait. The greedy nature of human beings is really hopeless."

He waved his claws, and the magician's imprisoned body was broken into several pieces, and fell to the ground along with the flying flesh and blood.

Trichy's body, covered by fallen leaves, moved. The countermeasures prepared by the black magician for himself did not fully take effect, and he still turned into an undead.

The surrounding soil broke open, and several other bones were drilled out.

These undead collected scattered corpses, began to dig on the spot, and slowly drilled into the depths of the soil.

The wind blew, and the fallen leaves buried the excavation marks on the ground, as if no one had ever been there.

The Timberwolves returned to the dense fog with proud steps.

His application to stay at home was not fishing, but another arrangement.

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Waking up, Amy opened her eyes and rolled towards the bed next to her.

Empty, cold, without a warm embrace, and without the aftermath of a beautiful woman leaving.

She froze for a few seconds before remembering that Sirin did not sleep with her last night.

For more than a month, this was the first time the two of them slept separately, which made Amy feel a little uncomfortable.

She got up, changed her clothes, and looked at the manuscript on the table.

Everything in the tree house was moved among the undead, and the bedroom and study basically reproduced the original structure, except for the big tree behind it.

She didn't write many manuscripts last night, but drew a few more pictures.

One is Leah standing proudly with a sword in both hands, another is Lisa, and the third is the Lord of the Dead.

Amy was too lazy to gather up the manuscript papers, so she went to the small room next to her to finish washing, rearranged her clothes, and left the room of the undead.

The scenery of the top of Shilin Mountain was still the same, it was still early in the morning, and Amy saw the familiar tent among several stone statues.

It seems Miss Swordsman knew she was wrong. She didn't really go down the mountain to stay overnight, but pitched a tent on the top of the mountain.

She ran outside the tent, bent over, and opened the curtain of the tent violently.

Sirin in the tent was awakened by her movement, blinked her sleepy eyes, and said softly: "Good morning, Amy, you woke up very early today."

Amy looked up at the sky, is it early?

Miss Swordsman, who has always been self-disciplined, hasn't gotten up for morning exercises yet, it seems to be quite early.

"Get up!" Amy would not admit that she woke up earlier than usual because she lacked someone to accompany her.

"Well, right away."

Sirin got out of the bed, knelt on the blanket, and was about to change clothes. Seeing that Amy had no intention of retreating, she blinked and smiled, "Does Amy want to watch me change clothes? Am I right?" I don't mind too much, it's just..."

Amy flung down the curtain, turned and left.

Xilin knew what she was going to say before she finished speaking, it was nothing more than "I have suffered a loss, I have to make up for it, and I have to look back" and the like, this game is old and proficient.

Also a bad woman.

Amy commented angrily, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked in the direction of the foggy forest.

She is the kind of person with poor adaptability, and it is difficult to leave after getting used to an environment. Looking at the foggy forest in the distance, she feels a little emotional.

I really left that house, and I don't know when I will go back next time.

Her emotion didn't last long, it was over when Sirin emerged from the tent.

Sirin is wearing a standard swordsman's uniform today. The close-fitting clothes set off her graceful figure. Her long hair is tied into a ponytail and hangs behind her, giving her a girlish vigor.

"Don't be angry." Miss Swordsman said in a soft tone, "I was wrong yesterday, you have already punished me, please forgive me?"

Amy really wanted to say "What's wrong?", and then start an unreasonable quarrel mode, but felt that it was out of style, so she snorted softly and turned away her cheeks.

Sirin grabbed her wrist and shook it lightly twice, "Let's go to the town down the mountain to eat something, I didn't have dinner yesterday, I'm a little hungry."

Amy rubbed her belly. She also felt a little hungry, but it was still within the bearable range.

However, since Sirin said she wanted to eat, she would follow suit.

She nodded and said, "Go down the mountain, and think about how to catch Palouse by the way."

"Before going down the mountain, do you want to put these stone statues among the undead?" Sirin said, "I'm serious, these are all Lisa's painstaking masterpieces. After she left Stone Forest Mountain, no one took care of these stone statues. Worn out, I think it's a pity."

Amy thought for a while, and felt that what Sirin said made sense.

Although she didn't want to wake up and see a row of statues of herself outside, but Lisa's hard work really shouldn't be let down.

Amy took out the Book of the Dead and walked towards the group of stone statues.

When she was about to carry it, she suddenly felt something in her heart, and then she sensed the feedback from the system.

First of all, as usual, the magic power increased, and the increase was not small, which shocked her heart.

Then there are two spells, [Earth Vein Perception] and [Earth Vein Power Transformation].

The former allows her to easily distinguish the direction of the leylines in a certain area, and find out the nodes where the power of the leylines is strong; the latter is a spell that converts the power of the leylines into magic power. The conversion ratio and speed are quite fast, and can be used in wartime Supplies can also increase the efficiency of practice in normal times.

With [Earth Leys Perception], Amy can easily take away the main jobs of naturalists.

[Transformation of the power of the earth veins] reminded Amy of a classic old stalk, "As long as I stand on this land, my power will be endless!"

This inexplicable association made her want to laugh, but she still put her hands on the stone statue, transported it among the undead, and placed it in the open space outside the wooden house.

More than a dozen stone statues of Amy were moved in together, and they were arranged in a straight line near the river, which looked very special.

As for how to make it look good, I will adjust it slowly later.

Gathering her own stone statues, Ami moved the seven faceless stone statues among the undead. After this operation, the top of the stone forest looked much more empty.

When the two walked through the forest of stone pillars and reached the location where the stone wall collapsed yesterday, Amy suddenly thought of another question.

She said to Sirin: "My magic power has recovered a lot in recent days, you can help me test it, what level can I achieve in this state for professional rating, how about it?"

To walk on the Divine Blessed Continent, in addition to the identity card, one must also prepare a professional level certificate, so that it is convenient to pass through the pass.

Neither Misty Town nor Tianshui Town are qualified to apply for a professional certificate. Amy plans to go to Golden Rose City to apply for a professional certificate.

Sirin nodded in agreement. She stepped back a certain distance, raised her sword in front of her, and said, "Use your most proficient offensive magic to attack me."

Amy scratched her cheek, "Isn't that good?"

"It's just a test." Sirin said, "Control your strength well and don't use too dangerous spells. I should be able to parry it, or even dodge it at worst."

"Then you are ready." Ami rummaged through the storage space, found a short staff for casting spells, silently recited a spell in her heart, and pointed to the front: "Explosive fireball!"

An incandescent fireball the size of a human head rushed out with an astonishing momentum, and smoke curled up wherever it passed, distorting sight.

Xilin calmed down, her fighting spirit burst out, and she cooperated with the silver-white holy order to form a parrying sword posture, and a white light shield appeared in front of her body.

Boom!

The fireball exploded on the light shield, causing a second explosion, and the fireball spread, but was stopped by the light shield.

Sirin took two steps back and swung the sword fiercely, all the incandescent flames were thrown out and extinguished on the spot.

She twisted her wrist, smacked her lips, and sighed: "You have used a bronze-level spell with a destructive power comparable to that of a gold-level spell, such solid magic power, such fast casting, by the standards of my time Judging, you can get a gold-level professional badge."

Is it gold level?

Amy rubbed her chin, it was a little higher than she expected.

Two months ago, she was just a new apprentice.

Sure enough, following the main task of the system, the growth rate was much faster than her own practice at home.

From this point of view, it is also necessary to leave the comfort zone and travel.

The two went down Shilin Mountain and walked all the way to Tianshui Town, only to find that there were no guards on duty at the bridge today.

The stones were still piled by the river, and no one was working on the fence.

The two entered the town with some surprises, and saw the gathered people on the other side of the market street.

Yesterday's quarry collapse accident, the liquidation afterwards did not cause the death of innocent townspeople, but a few people ran too fast and accidentally fell down.

After the townspeople went home, someone went to notify the guards and the sheriff.

But Usma fell into a coma inexplicably and was unable to manage affairs. The mayor was a puppet with insufficient prestige and could not convince the public, so the matter was delayed.

When Amy and the others found the market street, the people were gathering to discuss who would be the deputy sheriff during this time.

And the candidate they recommended was the mercenary Darko.