Chapter 68 Ring of Fire Combat

Ding Jin: "I see a herd of cattle, come quickly."

Suddenly a message popped up in the group, Zou Peng and Mo Lan hurriedly turned around and returned back the same way.

"Your spell is too perverted, is it true that every mage is so perverted?"

Zou Peng thought about it and asked again as he walked on the road.

"Let me tell you the biggest shortcoming of a mage. This shortcoming, whether it is a high-level mage or a low-level mage, exists, and it is almost fatal."

Mo Lan spoke slowly, and Zou Peng became excited when he heard this, and hurried over.

"What shortcoming?"

"The basis for a mage to cast spells is the spell slot, and the spell slot is used to carry the spell model.

what does that mean? This means that every mage must prepare the spell model in advance, basically a day or half a day in advance, and the preparation time varies from person to person.

But once the battle started, as long as he wasn't stopped, it was basically impossible to change the stored spells.

The number of spells is the same, one less than one, in fact, resisting the ring of fire spell is not worthwhile, using two spell slots, just pushing you away, can't even cause you harm.

In the same way, as long as the battle is going on, there is basically no possibility of replenishing spells. "

"I understand."

Zou Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

"You almost made me doubt my profession, like you said, then target mages in the future, if there is enough time, guide this mage to prepare specific spells in advance, and finally target them.

If time is short, consume spells frequently and kill him at the end.

Well, mages are very strong until the spell slots are used up, but they are weak when the spell slots are used up, can it be understood like this? "

"Well, full marks for understanding."

"In this way, the balance is balanced. Even if a fighter has no spells or fighting spirit, he still has strong strength, physique, and self-healing ability, and his conventional combat effectiveness will not be too far behind.

And the mage has no spells and is just an ordinary person, killing indiscriminately. "

Zou Peng said with a smile, suddenly remembered something to say.

"You too?"

Mo Lan turned her head to look at Zou Peng who was a little excited and eager to try.

"I think you're thinking of something bad."

"No, no, then yes, just ask casually."

Zou Peng waved his hands again and again, and said with erratic eyes.

"Are you really asking casually?"

"Yes, just ask casually, are you right?"

"certainly."

Zou Peng was overjoyed.

"...No, when did I say that I am just a mage, and I also major in arcanist and minor in warrior."

Mo Lan said casually, and the smile on Zou Peng's face gradually disappeared.

"What are you talking about? Arcanists?"

Mo Lan and Zou Peng walked behind Ding Jin and the others, and when they heard Mo Lan speak, they turned around and asked.

"Maybe it's also a magician. I created two professions, both of which are magicians, but the steps and methods of casting spells are different, and the two complement each other."

Mo Lan's light words made them look at each other.

"Create a career?"

"Two at a time?"

"Are they still complementary professions for mages?"

"Isn't this equivalent to creating a perfect mage profession?"

"Hey, it's not perfect. Except for physique, I can't compare to your fighters in strength. I'm short in melee combat."

Ding Jin, Zou Peng, Zhang Haobo: "."

"I suspect you want to hit us with your staff."

Mo Lan shrugged.

"I don't have a staff yet, so far I haven't found any items that can assist in casting spells.

Spells are all released using spell models, and the staff doesn't participate, so what's the use? Swing it up and hit someone?

Alright, the three of you help me sweep the formation. The mage system has just been created. The entire combat system has not been formed, nor has my own combat system.

A bad estimate can't beat this bull, I need actual combat and time. "

Mo Lan walked towards the herd of cattle. Not far ahead, a group of bison were distributed by the lake. The muscles of the cattle closest to the lake were entrenched like horned dragons, and there was a hint of purple under their fur.

Mo Lan didn't get too close, but started to build a fireball spell model with magic power from a distance.

In his mind, the spell slots contained the second-level spell Water Shield, the first-level spell Resist Fire Ring, and the first-level spell Stone Skin.

The first side and the second side of the ink cartridge are respectively the fourth-level spell Earth Split and the second-level spell Water Shield.

The whole idea of ​​configuring spells is to focus on defense. There is not any offensive spells, all of them are defensive spells.

The first time I used magic power to build a spell model was very slow. Mo Lan's spiritual power guided the magic power out of the body, and then turned it into spell nodes. The magic power line extended, and a spell model invisible to the naked eye slowly took shape.

The ink cartridge rotates, adding computing power to Mo Lan, so that the spell model does not make any mistakes, the action is fast and precise, and the intelligence of up to 16 points provides enough mental power to complete the entire process.

"I now feel that Mo Lan is a mage. Before he used spells, he didn't need to be guided, and he released them directly."

Not far away, Zou Peng said aloud.

As soon as the words fell, the fire element condensed at close range attracted the attention of the beast bison, and turned to look over.

"Moo!"

The bull stared, lowered his head and rushed towards Mo Lan, followed by other bison.

boom! boom! boom!

Mo Lan, who was standing at the front of the Bison Charge, felt that thousands of troops were rushing towards him. The majestic momentum crushed him, and Mo Lan's heart trembled.

The unformed spell model collapsed directly, the magic power disintegrated, and the collapsed spell model finally brought him back to his senses.

Some people tense up under pressure, which leads to dysfunctional performance.

Some people are also tense when they are under pressure, but the feeling of nervousness can make them focus, calm and attentive, and perform beyond their standard.

With the blessing of super computing power, Mo Lan is for the latter.

Without the slightest panic, everything was replayed in my mind and calculated quickly.

The spell model of Fireball was rebuilt, and this time it was obviously much faster than before after having experienced it once.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Zhang Haobo, Ding Jin, and Zou Peng almost held their breath.

Zhang Haobo didn't have a condensed rock shield, but the wooden tower shield behind him was already in his hand. The longbow in Ding Jin's hand gradually became full, and Ding Jin's scimitar was unsheathed, and he quietly approached Mo Lan.

And the herd headed by the monster bison has come to Mo Lan. Mo Lan clearly sees the purple jade-like horns on the head of the monster bison, showing sharp sharpness. Zou Peng, who was approaching quietly behind him, was also spotted by Mo Lan.

In five seconds, the fireball takes shape!

The corner of Mo Lan's mouth curved slightly.

"Zou Peng, you are too advanced, take off and put your head in your hands."

Upon hearing this, Zou Peng quickly jumped up and hugged his head under the puzzled eyes of Zhang Haobo and Ding Jin.

boom!

Mo Lan put the condensed fireball directly on the face of the monster bison.

"Ada!"

Mo Lan screamed strangely, and a ring of fire almost appeared next to Mo Lan and the beast bison.

Resist the Ring of Fire!

An impact exploded in all directions, and at this time Mo Lan had already put on a water shield.

The charging buffaloes were knocked back more than ten meters by the impact, leaving deep ravine marks on the ground. Only the monster bison with its horns on its head took only a step or two back.

The World of Warcraft bison is too powerful to resist the ring of fire and fail to repel it.

It's a pity that it's useless. Mo Lan, who was holding the water shield, didn't resist, and was directly thrown more than 20 meters away, and rolled a few times on the ground to get up.

Beside him, the disgraced Zou Peng struggled to get up, looked at the spotless Mo Lan who was wearing a shield, then looked down at himself who was disgraced and covered in mud and grass, walked away silently, found a corner and squatted down.

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