"What should we do? What should we do?" Mason's face turned pale as he looked at the swarming wolves. No matter how strong the three of them were, there was still a limit to how much they could do. Facing the endless Three-eyed Blood Wolves, other than the Archmages who could use the Levitation Spell to fly, any other mage would be exhausted to death.
Not to mention a level-nine mage like Mason, even his two teammates who were much stronger than him would not have any chance of winning. After all … mages were just mortals.
"Kill the Wolf King." Orrin's words were concise and to the point as he stared at the wolves.
The surroundings were bright red, and the gray fur of the Wolf King was exceptionally eye-catching. At this moment, it was letting out a low growl, and the single eye on its forehead was faintly flashing with a demonic red light. Under the call of that low growl, a large number of Three-eyed Blood Wolves kept surging out of the forest. One, two, three … More and more, denser and denser. From afar, it looked like a red sea of blood.
"Kill them."
Lin Li gritted his teeth, and spat out three words through gritted teeth.
Then, the two of them heard a hurried recitation. Lin Li's recitation was fast and urgent. With the support of his huge mental strength, he was crazily compressing the recitation time. The five-second Frost Spell was completed in three seconds. Perhaps only Lin Li could do such a thing. If it were any other mage, they would probably suffer from the bite of mana because of the recitation speed.
As the last word of the Frost Spell was spat out, the air that was ignited by the Fiery Meteors dropped to the freezing point in an instant. Then, white fog filled the air, and the bone-chilling magical elements swept through the wolf pack. In the blink of an eye, nearly 10 Blood Wolves were frozen into bright red ice sculptures.
Although more wolves were still howling, Lin Li did not stop his recitation after the Frost Spell. Just when a few Blood Wolves were about to get close to him, he had already released the Swamp Spell. This level-12 spell had the same effect as the Decaying Earth. In an instant, it created a swamp in the forest, and the Blood Wolves that had just pounced on him sank deep into the swamp.
After doing all this, Lin Li cast a Hastening Spell on himself without even taking a breath.
With the addition of the Hastening Spell, Lin Li was like a swimming fish. With a few quick turns and stops, and using the cover of a few bushes, he easily shook off the wolves that were following closely behind him.
At the same time, the Wind Blades in his hands didn't stop for even a moment. Every short pause would be accompanied by a soft "whoosh" sound, followed by a blood wolf falling to the ground …
At this juncture of life and death, Lin Li unleashed almost all of his strength.
It was only at this moment that his two roommates finally realized how powerful this self-proclaimed level-7 Mage was.
When the Frost Spell was released, the two were so scared that their eyes almost popped out.
The casting time of the Level-4 Spell, Frost, had been reduced by half by this beast …
Ever since Matthias was beaten to a pulp, the two could already tell that this self-proclaimed level-7 Mage roommate was extraordinarily powerful, but to what extent, the two had no idea.
It was only at that moment that the two suddenly realized that this beast could no longer be described as powerful.
In their opinion, this Frost Spell was worse than a beast.
The most important quality to evaluate a mage's strength was to see how much he could reduce the recitation time during the casting process.
The higher the level of the spell, the more time it could be compressed, which meant that the mage was more powerful.
Under normal circumstances, a Magic Shooter could only compress level-one or level-two spells. This was because once it reached level-three and above, the complexity of the elemental arrangement would increase exponentially. If one were to compress it forcefully, there was almost a 100% chance of encountering the bite of mana. Only when one reached the Archmage Realm and had a deeper understanding of the Laws of Magic would there be a chance to compress level-four spells.
However, such a universal law suddenly became inapplicable when it fell on the pervert in front of them.
With the strength of a Magic Shooter, forcefully compressing a level-four spell, and even reducing the recitation time by half — was there anything in this world that this beast could not do?
Mason and Orrin were dumbfounded. After looking at each other, they sighed at the same time … Human morality was indeed unable to restrain a beast.
The few Wind Blades that followed made the two feel like they were in a dream.
They had never seen a mage who could be so agile, and even more so, who could combine speed and magic so perfectly. It was as if every step was precisely calculated. Just as he avoided the entanglement of the wolves, he was just in time to release the spell. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen corpses of the Blood Wolves on the ground.
Looking at this abnormal killing speed, even Mason, who had always loved kiting tactics, could not help but curse. "F * ck, I give up!"
He could not give up …
When it came to the experience of fighting with magical beasts, Lin Li was simply at the level of a senior adventurer. For a guy like Mason who grew up with traditional magic education, he did not even have the qualifications to stand beside him.
"Idiot, don't be in a daze!" After all, Orrin was a Magic Shooter. His mental fortitude was much stronger than Mason's. Although he was shocked by his roommate's perverseness, he quickly recovered. When he saw that his roommate was holding back a large group of Blood Wolves, he knew that it was a great opportunity. As he held onto his magic staff, he glared at Mason.
"Sooner or later, I'll be called an idiot by you …" Mason, who had regained his senses, felt a little guilty. It was rare that he did not scold back on the spot. After muttering a few words in a low voice, he also began to recite a spell like Orrin.
The three of them were not weaklings. There was no need for any prior communication on how to cooperate in battle.
As soon as Mason's and Orrin's recitation sounded, Lin Li changed his tactics accordingly.
After fighting for a breather from the pack of wolves, he did not immediately release a sneak attack with his Wind Blade. Instead, he raised his magic staff, and began to recite the spell of the Swamp Spell.
As the Winter Staff flashed, the large piece of flat land in front of him suddenly began to bubble. Then, nearly 10 Blood Wolves that were charging the fastest fell into the swamp before they could even let out a scream.
In the blink of an eye, they had lost nearly 10 of their own kind. No matter how stupid the Three-eyed Blood Wolves were, they would know how dangerous this swamp was. Under the shadow of death, almost all of the Three-eyed Blood Wolves chose to retreat.
With the cover of this swamp, Lin Li bought himself a lot of time to catch his breath.
However, he did not stop to rest. Instead, he continued to recite the spell.
At this moment, Lin Li had compressed the recitation time to the limit.
Delirium, Mind Control, Derangement …
The magical elements surged like a flood. The originally rhythmic recitation sounded flat, fast, and hurried at this moment. There was even a faint sharp sound of something breaking. Lin Li, who had never had to worry about mental strength, was forced to break out in a few drops of sweat at this moment. The veins on his right hand that was gripping the Winter Staff tightly were popping out.
Three Mental Spells were released almost at the same time. The Derangement spell landed on the King of the Wolves, followed by a Mind Control spell that instantly captured the closest Blood Wolf, and then a Derangement spell on it …
There was a long and shrill howl. The controlled Three-eyed Blood Wolf did not hesitate to bare its sharp claws and teeth at the King of the Wolves.
"Rip!" After a tearing sound, the entire forest seemed to have quietened down. All the Three-eyed Blood Wolves seemed to be stunned at this moment.
"Argh!"
The howl of the Wolf King echoed in the forest for a long time. It was filled with anger and violence. As the king of the pack of wolves, his dignity was violated by a small Blood Wolf. Under the influence of the insane magic, his anger and violence were magnified infinitely. In an instant, the single eye on the Wolf King's forehead flashed with a red light. It was so red that it looked like a drop of thick and viscous blood.
The greyish-white shadow suddenly moved, as fast as a bolt of lightning.
The King of the Wolves was at least level-12. It was an invincible existence among the Three-eyed Blood Wolves. Its power was far above that of the other wolves. Under its rage, it could only be described as terrifying. In the blink of an eye, the Blood Wolf that dared to offend the King of the Wolves was torn into pieces by its sharp claws and teeth.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. The torn limbs were everywhere, and the grayish-white fur was dyed red. The thick smell of blood completely stimulated the King of the Wolves' ferocity. When it turned its head, its single eye was filled with violence and murderous intent.
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