054, goodbye when you look at it with new eyes

Cameron's injury was still not healed, and the nightmare could not lead the skeleton honor guard to send them out, so they had to explore by themselves on Kuzbek Mountain, which crossed half of the empire. Fortunately, although there was a lame prince in the team, Yin had learned the arcane sound of the wind without a teacher. It was not a problem to take away more than a dozen monsters casually, so it was safe to walk all the way.

"The so-called arcane art, according to the description in the Dictionary of Imperial Magic Terms, refers to the direct release of the elements in the body, echoing the elements of the outside world, causing dozens of times more destructive phenomena than its own magic. To put it simply, it is the effect of igniting the whole forest with matches."

Of course, hiking is boring. Suti walked beside Hemerlin very well and thoughtfully, testing the more rugged places for him. In return, Hemerlin told her a lot about magic and fighting spirit. As the first prince of the empire, he came into contact with a much more knowledge carrier than what he had learned at the Ivy Magic Martial Arts College. Yin, so Yin will listen carefully most of the time.

"But in fact, the principle of arcane is not like this," Hemerlin walked slowly on crutches. Although the weather was cold, his forehead had been sweating, but he did not come to rest frequently, and his face was always smiling. "The teacher told me that in addition to a small amount of life power in Margaret's body, it can almost be said that There are no six elements at all. He also vaguely guessed the secret of arcane through Margaret's own description.

Su Ti asked curiously, "What's going on with the arcane?"

Yin interrupted: "I think it should directly manipulate the pure elements of nature through spiritual power."

She was sitting on Mengjia's big head basking in the sun. Originally, this kind of preferential treatment should have been given to the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but Mengjia didn't know what deep hatred he had for Himmerin. He was not allowed to get close to him. His attitude was much tougher than Philip, so Yin had to climb up for recreation by herself.

"Yes, the teacher also told me that during Margaret's stay in the castle, the teacher often saw her snapping finger and the firewood in the fireplace spontaneously ignited, and the water in the teapot also flew out of the mouth of the pot and injected into the teacup like life, although the development of magic has created countless miracles so far. But this kind of picture still makes the teacher feel amazed. Heimolin poked his sweaty bangs and said with a smile.

Yin Bai boredly peeled the pistachio and fed it to the big mount and said, "That's much more difficult than destroying one or two mountains."

Suti is puzzled: "Will these be difficult?"

Hemerlin nodded: "Destruction is never as difficult as creation. If magic and fighting spirit are both a kind of release, then spiritual power is a kind of control. It can make magic and fighting spirit work within the preset range, just like flooding with a wheat ear pipe, not everyone can do it."

Suti understood and nodded: "Just like the shell I fired can't control the explosion range."

The three of them chatted happily, and the black gallon, who was the pioneer of the road, suddenly stopped and stopped them with his arms: "The smell of human blood."

"Do you have it?" Yin sniffed, but he didn't smell anything.

Himmerin wiped his sweat: "His sense of smell won't lie. What should we do, bypass it, or go and help?

Blackcurrant glanced at him contemptuously: "Help? If both sides of the engagement are human, who will you help?

Heimerlin changed his words knowingly: "The taste should be coming from the upper wind. Um... Let's go that way." With that, he pointed to another path.

The team silently changed the direction of travel. This time, everyone stopped talking. Some of the same kind was attacked nearby. If it was a melee between the two teams, it would be okay. If it was attacked by the Higher Warcraft... If you stand idly, your conscience will be more or less condemned.

With this kind of uneasy conscience, Yin felt that Blackcurrant and Suti would not have it, just like whether to save the petrified caravan when Yinjiaguru Mountain Road, but as a prince, it is difficult for Haimerlin to accept it peacefully, right? Thinking about it, Yin couldn't help observing his expression.

Although he was used to walking on crutches, he could still see the tiredness on the doll's face. Yin thought he would not stand it on the road, but he didn't. Just like now Yin also thought that he would hesitate to look at the direction of the smell of blood from time to time, but he didn't either.

However, what made her more curious was the relationship between Haimerin and Blackcuran. From the beginning of overhearding their conversation outside the study that night, Yin vaguely felt that Blackcurrant must have a deep relationship with this person in the past. Hemelin called him the name Camus and implicitly mentioned that he had become a slave. In the previous experience, Blackcurrant has always been taciturn, but he has had many secret talks and discussions with him in just a few days, which is really difficult not to doubt.

Just like Blackcurrant wants to know about Idalos, Yin also wants to know his past, but if he doesn't want to say it, he seems to have no choice.

Originally, it was okay to bypass the scene of the exchange of fire. As a result, as soon as the four people were full of food and drinking that night, there was a lot of movement from the wilderness, like a group of people running away in confusion, and the voices were mixed together. From time to time, they could hear the loud voice of a man who should be giving orders.

Yin sat up wrapped in a sleeping bag and said with sleepy eyes: "I don't let people sleep well at night." He rubbed his eyes hard and looked away in the dark.

It is indeed a group of people who are fleeing. They can't see their gender clearly in the dark. They can only vaguely judge from the weapons that most of them should be swordsmen, which seems to be a mercenary team. It's not enough to chase and kill the lame prince. Yin yawned and fell down to continue to sleep. At this time, I heard one of the group shouting, "There is a fire over there. Come and have a look!"

Su Ti was also woken up. She squinted and saw more than a dozen feet approaching this side together. The first reaction was that the enemy came and reached out to touch the cannon in the dimension.

"Why are you guys?" It was no one else who led the mercenaries here. It was Mr. Blair, who had just parted ways with them in Hegway not long ago. The old man's white beard was messy and his robe was broken several places. It seemed that he had only experienced a fierce fight a few minutes ago.

Since he is an acquaintance, there is no need to be too nervous. Su Ti stuffed half of the artillery back, muttered vaguely twice, and couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep again.

Mr. Blair came to the bonfire with a serious look: "Come on, a large number of thunder wolves are chasing this way!"

Yin suddenly became nervous: "Thunderwolf? How many heads?"

"At least twenty heads, and we finally escaped," one of the mercenaries gasped. "Those guys have a sensitive sense of smell and will soon catch up. Run!"

Blackcurrant woke up impatiently: "Twenty thunder wolves scare you like this."

The mercenaries were all annoyed when they heard this and scolded. Unfortunately, their accent was so strong that Yin basically didn't understand it. He held down the blackcurrant, who was too lazy to do it, and whispered, "Give Mr. Blair some face and don't argue with them." The latter sat back unplealy.

In a short time, the howling of the thunder wolf came from the direction they came. Mr. Blair saw that they were indifferent and was about to escape with the mercenaries he hired, but he was pulled by Yin: "Sit down and rest. I'll drive them away."

"You?" Mr. Blair looked at her distrustfully with the faint light of the bonfire. From Eloda to Hegway, he had never seen this little girl perform magic or martial arts. At this time, he said that he could drive away the Seven Star Warcraft alone, which was inevitable...

Heimolin squirmed in a sleeping bag with a smile, made a space for the old man to sit down and roast the fire, and said, "Don't worry, we just encountered a group of thunder wolves in the afternoon, and the number is much more than that."

Mr. Blair was a little uncertain when he saw him. Yin had rubbed against the bonfire like a big caterpillar and said to the mercenaries who blocked his sight, "Gang, it's too much to burn you in a moment." The mercenaries didn't know what she was going to play, but the kind reminder must be heard, so they let go of a blank.

Yin nodded with satisfaction, so that she could faintly see the monsters running in the wilderness.

Mr. Blair squinted and waited for her to do it, but when he waited, Yin still curled up in the sleeping bag and didn't even take out his hand, but the thunder wolves were getting closer and closer. The head wolf found the firelight and led a large group of thunder wolves to rush this way.

At this moment, the bonfire suddenly rolled up a fire dragon and rose into the sky and burned in front of the thunder wolves. The head wolf could not avoid it, and the whole ground was swallowed up by the flames. The following thunder wolves were also burned to different degrees and rolled aside, and the smell of charred flesh came from the air.

The fire dragon rushed into the wolves unstoppably, burning more than a dozen thunder wolves in the blink of an eye, and the rest of them fled with their tails between their tails.

The mercenaries stared at the scene in front of them. The thunder wolves who were burned by the flames screamed and rolled all over the ground, but the flames did not go out. It was not until they were burned dark that they gradually weakened. Finally, they left unburned debris in the dark wilderness.

Mr. Blair still saw a flame in his eyes and muttered, "Auraicraft..."

No spells, no movements, directly control the fire element outside the body and cause terrible damage to the enemy - arcane • Eye of Fire.

There are only six skills in the legendary arcane arts, namely, the lines of water, the eye of fire, the sound of the wind, the spirit of the earth, the charm of light and the dark journey. Except for the last two, no one can tell what their functions are. The first four elements of arcane are clearly recorded in history books, which are extremely lethal and extremely difficult to control. Magic, among which is the most difficult to control with the eye of fire, a little care may also be involved in the arcane artist himself and end up together.

The person who can freely release the eyes of arcane fire, I'm afraid that his cultivation in arcane has surpassed all his predecessors.

"Sleep, sleep, oh, by the way, you have gone so far. Are you hungry? We have brought a lot of dry food." Yin yawned and opened the dimension, took out some dried bread and meat and handed it to the mercenary closest to her, then made a gesture of worship, and fell back to Mengjia's stomach and fell asleep.

The mercenaries all looked admiring, carefully divided the food, and then consciously took on the responsibility of vigil.