[If you always level up in battles, then this book should be renamed to "Saint Seiya". I'm just kidding. I wish everyone a happy reading. I'll try my best to get the word count to 400,000 before it hits the shelves on Friday. Please support me.]
Salin didn't deliberately dodge. He was fast, and with the protection of the Water Pattern Shield, he wouldn't be hurt even if he crashed into a mountain. He controlled the steam and slid past the petrified tree the moment he touched it. The slide was natural, as if a sword saint was controlling the sword aura.
Salin was completely relaxed. He was no longer nervous when he was in danger. He clearly saw the other petrified branches shatter one after another. Slender tentacles crawled out and tried to grab him.
Speed wasn't a flying spell. Salin's slide was easy, but it would be difficult to dodge the tentacles. A slender tentacle wrapped itself around Salin's Water Pattern Shield. The tentacle had purplish-red suction cups, and it slid across the mist on the surface of the shield. Salin was held there for less than a second before he broke free of the tentacle and fell to the ground.
Cracking sounds could be heard continuously as the petrified paper strips broke apart one by one. Dozens of even larger tentacles appeared in the air and intercepted Salin. Salin didn't even look. He just felt the flow of the vaporized magic outside the Water Pattern Shield. He couldn't dodge or move in the air, so he let those disgusting tentacles touch him and then slide away with magic.
Wind couldn't be caught. Salin understood some of the meaning of wind at this moment. If it was just the protection of the Water Pattern Shield, the suction cups on the tentacles could easily catch Salin. But with the outer layer of mist, those tentacles could only let Salin continue falling.
Rex and the rest, who had just arrived, saw Salin being attacked by dozens of tentacles. Swordmaster Hall pulled out his sword and leaped up, sticking close to Salin's body as he charged upwards. The sharp Qin Yin eight-sided sword brought with it a chilling sword aura as it slashed at the nearest tentacle.
With a puff, the tentacle was cut off by the longsword, and dark green liquid sprayed out. The liquid was blocked by the surging sword aura. Not a single drop fell on Hall. Hall's body bent down, and he swung his sword again. The other tentacle that had chased after him was cut open. Viscous liquid sprayed everywhere, and there was a squeaking sound in the treetops.
Salin landed on the ground and stood there in a daze. He was still experiencing the feeling of freedom. It felt as if he was swimming in water, and in the end, he no longer knew the existence of water.
Shika was a little worried. Rex waved his hand and looked up at the tentacles on the treetop. An icicle formed in his hand and shot towards the trunk of the tree.
Icicle was also a spell that was difficult to lock onto a target. Its attack range was also very short, but it was a very good way to break armor. Rex's icicle was more than a foot long. After it left his hand, it easily shot into the petrified tree trunk.
A sharp squeaking sound came from the inside of the tree, and the petrified skin cracked, revealing the true appearance inside.
It was a huge tentacle as thick as two people hugging it, and it was covered with scales. Rex sucked in a breath of cold air. She had seen many of these petrified trees along the way, but she didn't think much of it. If these trees were all alive, then …
Icicle was only a level-one spell. It pierced through the outer scales of the giant tentacle, but it could not really hurt the monster.
Swordsmen Bai Meng and Hall, one on the left and one on the right, slashed at the giant tentacle with their swords. The giant tentacle bent down violently, and there were already hundreds of branches at the top, like a huge net that enveloped them.
The sword aura on the swords of the two swordsmen erupted violently. The dazzling white sword aura formed two huge balls as they waved their swords, and they strangled upwards.
This was equivalent to the attack power of a level-four spell. The tentacles were broken one after another. Rex released Gale and blew away the juice that sprayed out from the tentacles. He calmly watched the two swordsmen chop the monster that the tree had turned into.
The chopped tentacles twisted on the ground, and Rex noticed that these tentacles were trying to drill into the ground.
Neris reached out and grabbed a tentacle that was more than two feet long, and she observed it curiously. There was indeed a mouth at the tip of this tentacle, and the sharp teeth were as small as the tip of a needle.
This was still not a demonic insect. Neris was a little disappointed. No matter how good the food in the Myers Continent was, it was not as delicious as the demonic insects in the Demonic Plane. Just as she was about to throw this tentacle away, the tentacle suddenly opened its mouth and bit towards Neris's face.
Neris was amused. She opened her mouth, and with a crack, she bit off the end of the tentacle. Dark green juice flowed out. Neris licked the remaining juice at the edge of her lips, and felt that it tasted much better than the giant mosquitoes. Without its mouth, that section of tentacle twisted in Neris's hand. Neris did not eat it, so she casually threw it away and opened her mouth to spit out the section of tentacle that she had bitten off.
There was only a faint smell of demonic insects. This Demonic Plane probably did not have a pure demon race. Neris was both disappointed and gratified. Although it was a pity that there was nothing delicious to eat, there would not be any Great Demons here, and there would not be too strong enemies.
Rex's Gale woke Salin up from his contemplation. He raised his eyelids, and saw that the two swordsmen had already chopped the tree-turned-monster into hundreds of pieces.
How violent! However, compared to magic, the consumption of sword aura was lower, and its continuous combat power was stronger. Middle-rank swordsmen could already start to control the consumption of sword aura. When it was not necessary, they would not even release any sword aura, and would only attack with the weapons in their hands. This was better than using magic strings every time a mage cast a spell.
Hall's and Bai Meng's eight-sided swords were both rare sharp weapons. Later on, the two of them had already controlled the consumption of sword aura to the lowest level, and using their weapons to attack was enough to chop off those slightly thinner tentacles.
The thickest tentacle writhed crazily. Without the small tentacles with mouthparts, the monster's body was buried in the ground, and it could not escape. It could only let the two swordsmen chop it into pieces.
More juice spurted out from the hollow tentacle, and a faint fishy smell filled the air. Rex said, "Let's leave. This will attract troublesome fellows."
At least half of the severed tentacles on the ground had drilled into the ground. These severed tentacles would not take the initiative to attack their targets. They drilled into the ground tenaciously, like seeds waiting to germinate.
"Let's go. It's indeed not safe here." Salin looked at those tentacles, and felt a little disgusted. If not for the ability of his new magic, he was afraid that these tentacles would have already eaten him up.
"Do you need my help?" Rex saw that Salin's magic had not disappeared, and was afraid that Salin did not know the control time of the new magic.
"No need. Let's continue."
Salin raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Under the gloomy sky, the earth was steaming hot. Countless dried and petrified plants extended their branches towards the sky. They looked like giant demonic claws reaching out from the earth. It was eerie and terrifying.
They were still in the volcanic area. He did not know how big the volcano was, for it to affect such a far area.
Rex adjusted his direction according to the airflow formed by the volcanic eruption, and continued north. Salin strode in the direction that Rex pointed, and soon reached the highest speed again.
This time, Salin did not provoke those petrified plants. He went around them, maintaining the highest speed. Silva and Neris followed behind him. Silva's boomerang was also ready. If there was another accident, he could not let Salin face it directly.
Soon, Salin felt that the magic was about to disappear. An hour had passed, and the Water Pattern Shield was already gone. The layer of water vapor was getting thinner, and his speed decreased.
Maintaining his body's balance, Salin released the Water Pattern Shield again. At the same time, he cast a level-two spell. The new Water Pattern Shield was the size of Salin's height, and the water vapor outside became thicker.
Salin was in a good mood, but the magic strings were about to run out. He kept paying attention to his back, and did not let the others get too far away. There were already nine magic cores embedded in the demon's bracelet. As long as he stopped to meditate, he could recover all the magic strings in half an hour.
After running for another fifty miles, the petrified plants became fewer and fewer. They were almost out of the area of influence of the volcano, but correspondingly, there would be dangerous creatures. Salin chanted the spell for the third time. The faintly discernible magic strings trembled in the rhythm of the spell, quickly splitting and expanding.
The remaining magic strings were only enough to cast a level-two spell, but Salin cast a level-three spell. The threshold was right in front of him. Even if the environment was dangerous, Salin did not plan to give up. Nelis and Shika would protect him, and Rex would not let himself die. The feeling from the last advancement appeared again, but this time, the magic strings expanded rapidly, and the magic cores on the bracelet turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The nine level-six magic cores were destroyed at almost the same time. All the magic power entered Salin's body and reformed the magic strings. Salin's feet did not stop. It was not that he did not want to stop, but if he did, he would lose control of the magic. The entire Water Pattern Shield would shatter, and it might cause an elemental riot.
It was extremely painful! Salin did not know how other people advanced, but the pain he felt this time was even more painful than the family badge. However, this pain did not affect the soul, but was real physical pain. Nelis could not feel it.
The magic strings were expanding slowly. The mist on the surface of Salin's body was extremely thick, and people outside could not see what was inside. His face was twisted, and he tried his best to endure it while maintaining his speed. If not for his strong spiritual power, he would not have been able to see the road in front of him.
The wind magic formed by the water vapor carried Salin forward. The road under his feet was not a platform, and Salin passed it like the wind. He no longer needed to adjust his steps.
A huge roar reverberated in his head. Salin felt that his spiritual power was also increasing, but because his spiritual power was too condensed, the increase this time was not much. Along with the reverberating sound, Salin gradually lost his five senses. He completely let the magic ball carry him forward. Two mutated Water Pattern Shields appeared in his left hand and spun around his body.
These two mutated Water Pattern Shields seemed to have a life of their own, and helped Salin adjust the stability of the magic. The fist-sized Water Pattern Shields became darker, turning light green. The magic patterns on the surface rose and fell as if they were breathing.
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