Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 107: Mark of exhaustion

"Fool! A kitten scared you, what else would you do besides fleeing for your life?" Medellin shook his goatee with anger, and when he scolded it, it was as vicious as it was. "Look at what your idiot did. A slow spell and a swift spell. This is the strength of your ninth-level magician? I can find any apprentice to do better than you, forget the idiot, just you Kind of IQ, let’s switch to a blacksmith as soon as possible..."

"But..." Ma Sen opened his mouth. He wanted to argue for himself. It was a twelfth-level monster, and he was only a ninth-level magician. {First reading}

But he just opened his mouth when Medellin interrupted him.

The old man held a goatee and glanced at him disdainfully: "Are you trying to say that this is an unfair battle? Do you still want to say that the level of the Ghostweave Leopard is too high? I'm... only a coward likes to make excuses. You are not only a fool, but also a coward!"

Ma Sen flushed with excitement: "I am not!"

"Do you dare to say that you are not? Then I ask you, why did you chant the repelling technique with such a good opportunity?"

"I want to set a distance first..."

"Damn, you are a magician, not an archer!" Medellin yelled with excitement, and his saliva almost splashed on Mason's face: "Who told you that magicians need distance to fight? Master? With a powerful elemental power, it is so stupid to pursue the distance to the hell. There is so much time to open the distance. It is better to blast the enemy to death with a fireball!"

"I..."

"The next time you fight, please see who your opponent is? You are facing the Ghostweave Leopard. The slow spell is useful, and the swift spell is useful? It is much better than your idiot in terms of dark magic. I want to use magic to open the distance. It's so **** stupid..."

"Then what can I do?" Mason was still a little bit dissatisfied: "It's a twelfth-level monster, I'm just a ninth-level magician, don't keep the distance. Is it waiting for it to come and kill me? "

"Stupid, stupid, stupid..." The old man scolded a dozen stupid words before reaching out his hand. {First reading}

The gentle finger of Medellin seemed to contain a huge amount of power. The ghost leopard lying on the ground honestly, attracted by this kind of power, suddenly couldn't help flying. Up.

Then Mason saw that this short and thin looking old man used only one hand. He easily carried the ghost pattern devil leopard in his hand.

"Have you seen it?" Medellin lifted the Ghostweave Leopard high, pointing a finger at its bare belly.

Until this time. Ma Sen can see clearly.

On the belly of the ghost pattern demon leopard, there was a faint flash of dark red.

Ma Sen is, after all, a ninth-level magician cultivated by the guild. Although his strength is not too strong, he still has some insights.

The dark red fell into his eyes, and Mason immediately understood.

Eighteen levels of dark magic-mark of exhaustion!

Ma Sen's face turned red...

A creature with a mark of exhaustion will drop at least three levels.

This also means that what I had previously faced was only a monster of level 9 and below, and a level 9 magician would almost certainly win against a level 9 monster. After all, WoW is just WoW. They have no wisdom or thoughts, everything is based on instinct.

But such a battle is almost a must. But let him lose without any suspense, Ma Sen really blushes even thinking about it...

Medellin was right, he was really scared.

If it wasn't because I was too afraid of the power of level 12 monsters, how could I only want to escape from start to finish, but never thought of defeating it? The location of the exhaustion mark is not concealed. As long as you calm down, how can you not show it?

"Now admit that you are an idiot, right?" Although the old man's words sounded a bit harsh, his eyes showed a slight appreciation. It is not terrible for a person to make mistakes. The terrible thing is to keep making mistakes, as long as you realize your mistakes If there is, there is still a little room for salvation.

"I see..." Mason nodded honestly and got up from the ground with some shame.

"Well, you go and play by yourself." The old man waved his hand to let him leave, and his eyes fell on Ou Ling again: "That cunning little guy, it's your turn!"

O Ling did not speak, but walked up silently.

"Wait..." Just as Ou Ling was about to do something, the old man stopped him: "You little guy, you are much more cunning than the idiot just now, can't make you so easy..."

Then Ou Ling felt only a trace of magic surging, and the little red light on the belly of the ghostly devil leopard faded in the blink of an eye.

Freed from the **** of the exhaustion mark, the Netherprint Demon Leopard suddenly roared cheerfully. At this time, it turned into that terrifying level 12 monster.

Ou Ling said nothing, just staring at the dark red eyes of the ghost leopard, the sound of complicated spells pouring out like water, and countless shining magic runes tumbling around. The surging magic power fluctuates violently like boiling sea water.

"Awesome..." Lin Li looked at this scene from a distance, and couldn't help being a little surprised. This Ou Ling's strength was actually stronger than he thought. Maybe it was the tenth-level peak, maybe the eleventh-level. Compared to myself, I am afraid it is only a step away.

"Oh!" Almost at the same time, Medellin also loosened the shackles of the ghost leopard. In an instant, I saw a black shadow bursting out of the darkness. A sharp arrow.

The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant.

O Ling’s singing was fast and anxious, and he saw his staff lifted up, and the ground around him trembles suddenly, followed by a "boom", the earth overturned, a thick stone The spear pierced from the ground.

Then everyone saw that the stone spear that pierced suddenly had stabbed the ghostly devil leopard impartially.

At this moment, even Lin Li couldn't help being taken aback. When the Ghostweave Leopard ran all the way, it could be said to be as fast as lightning. Under such circumstances, the difficulty of hitting it with ground stabbing is not ordinary. height of.

Under the full blow of the ground stab technique, all of a sudden only heard the scream of the ghostly devil leopard.

The sharp arrow shot out of the darkness seemed to hit a copper wall and iron wall. At that moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, and in a flash, only one piece was seen on Ranwen Novel.com. The blood spattered up, and the ghostly patterned demon leopard running hurriedly, as if being slapped with a whip, was completely drawn into flight.

The screams reverberated in the wilderness for a long time, and a ray of red blood sprinkled on the soft soil.

A ground stabbing technique severely damaged the enemy, Ou Ling did not hesitate, a series of wind blades shot from various angles, completely did not give the ghostly devil leopard a breathing opportunity, this person's control of low-level spells, although not as good as Lin Li is generally perverted, but he can definitely be regarded as adept. The several wind blades shot in a row, no matter whether it is strength or angle, there is nothing to fault.

Although the ghost pattern demon leopard is the strength of a twelfth-level beast, the ground stab technique is too cruel, just a heavy blow, it broke several ribs, and the broken bone was stuck in the abdominal cavity. , Not only pierced its soft abdomen, but also pierced its internal organs. The ghostly devil leopard, who was seriously injured, was suddenly forced to desperate by a large piece of low-level magic.

A series of two precise wind blades hit the two front paws of the ghost leopard.

In an instant, Ranwen Novel.net was splashed with blood again.

"Oh--" The furious Ghostweave Leopard roared, as sharp as a needle in its ears.

Then there was a surge of repressive magic elements, and the surrounding area of ​​Ranwen Novel Network became dark in an instant, as if the night fell suddenly, and the dark sky created by the ghostly leopard instantly enveloped the surrounding area. With a range of ten meters, even in the mysterious dark magic, the dark sky can definitely be regarded as a powerful spell.

"Oops!" Lin Li couldn't help being surprised. This was actually a ghostly patterned demon leopard that could display a dark sky!

Netherline Demon Leopard, such a beast, is born to master a certain amount of dark magic, but how much it masters is determined by talent, like the guy in front of him who has mastered the dark sky, even in the ghost Among the leopard family, one can definitely be regarded as a genius among geniuses.

In this dark sky, Oring’s spell chanting began to become intermittent, and the originally powerful magic fluctuations seemed to have suddenly weakened a lot~IndoMTL.com~ and was just hit hard. The ghostly patterned demon leopard quickly recovered from the darkness of the sky. In the blink of an eye, the ribs that were crushed by the stone spear slowly grew, and the originally torn lower abdomen was slowly healing with naked eyes. .

At this time, most people can see that in the deepest darkness, there is a shadow moving fast, with a thick **** atmosphere on its body, like a ghost in the night.

But Ou Ling's spell is still singing, and there is no trace of fear on his pale face, and the gaze in his eyes is firm and focused.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the ghostly devil leopard has jumped up, with poisonous claws, moving the blue faint light in the dark...

Grandpa moved to the burial in the afternoon. He just came back from the country. Let me put a chapter first and update the second chapter later.

I think... I should be the first codeword writer in the graveyard among all the people in the starting point.

Master readers, for the sake of me being bitten by a mosquito for the whole afternoon, can I replenish my monthly pass? The latter two chased them so hard!