Mage Joan

"Fortunately, it's too late to catch up." Joan breathed a sigh of relief, concentrating on the remote control "Hand of the High Master" to push away the ghost fire, preventing it from approaching Dick.

"Joan, good job!" The old dwarf cast a glance of appreciation to the young mage, and then issued a command loudly: "Little guys, listen to me carefully! Ghost fire is an incorporeal undead and cannot be a non-magical weapon Because of the injury, Roger don’t waste the bullets, hurry and drag your elder brother to a safe place, and Tom don’t move forward, your hammerhead is useless to the ghost fire, and the **** undead is given to me to deal with!”

The old dwarf struggled to throw the warhammer, and the magic flying hammer circled and danced, like a silver wheel passing through the dark night sky, hitting a ghost fire with a roar of thunder and thunder, shaking the forest trees shaking, the ghost fire was also obviously hit hard. Numerous injustices were annihilated under the hammer, the ghost phosphor fire became dim, and the volume shrank by a circle.

Flint raised his hand to retrieve the Warhammer and threw it again after the victory. The second hammer also hit the ghost fire, but passed through like a ball of air, failing to cause real damage to the ghost fire.

The old dwarf frowned, and had to admit a grim reality: even magic weapons did not necessarily cause tangible damage to the incorporeal undead every time. Fortunately, Joan was still maintaining the "hand of the High Master" and slapped in an attempt to pounce on Flint's ghost.

The incorporeal traits of ghost fire can penetrate physical obstacles such as walls, evade most weapons and magic attacks, but cannot pass through the invisible "force field" barrier, and the "hand of the high mage" has the "force field". Attribute spell, so Joan will make sure to hit it every time he makes a shot.

The upper limit of the power that the "High Master's Hand" can carry is only 40 pounds. This kind of blow can not eliminate the ghost fire, but it is enough to contain it. When Flint Anvil roared for the third time and threw a magic warhammer, the ghost fire finally ushered in the end and was crushed on the spot by a heavy flying hammer.

boom!

At the last moment before the destruction, the ghost fire suddenly exploded on its own, and a high concentration of negative energy escaped. The vegetation within 10 feet of the surrounding area withered and withered, as if it had been drained of water, and the explosion roared through the forest for a long time.

Seeing the scene of destruction caused by the self-destruction of the ghost fire, everyone feared that they were not close to the monster, otherwise they might have been pulled to be buried with them.

Confirming that the ghost fire was completely destroyed, Joan ended his spellcasting and turned back to ask Condy who was taking care of the wounded: "How is Dick?"

"It has been awakened, but it is still weak."

The sequelae left by the electric shock numb Dick's limbs, barely supporting him to stand up, but unable to pick up his weapon.

"Sorry, I blame me for being too careless, not only did not help, but also became a burden for everyone." Dick's eyes flashed in tears.

"No need to be sad, you will get better soon."

Conti drew a handful of olives from his purse, chanted the magical prayers softly, and injected olives with natural divine power, making these small berries green and radiant, exuding a light fragrance. After the spell was cast, Condy handed these blessed fruits to Dick, beckoning him to eat.

Dick didn't like the bitter taste of green olives very much, but in the face of Kandy's encouragement, he had to stick his scalp into his mouth and eat four at a time. He was surprised to find that his hands and feet were no longer numb and his physical strength was restored. Thank you very much to the Druid girl.

After seeing Dick recovering, everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly there was a sound of water blows from the lake opposite the woods, and there was also a piercing scream, quickly from far and near.

The two little figures flew over, it was Nick's elder brother, with anxiety and fear on his face.

"Everyone beware! Large groups of water ghosts rushed over!"

"It must have been a spooky fire that disturbed the water ghosts lurking in the lake and rushed to attack before we were ready." Dick said bitterly.

"Boy, can you still use your axe?" Flint asked, patting Dick's shoulder.

"Of course it's okay!" Dick raised his chest and couldn't wait to wash the shame he had just suffered through a fierce battle.

"That's good, we have to organize a formation to resist the siege before the water ghost arrives."

After all, the old dwarf had seen big winds and waves, looked around the young people around him, and calmly arranged his troops.

"Joan, Kandy, and Roger retreat, and they will climb the tree as soon as they can climb the tree-you don't have armor and shields, you can't stop the sharp minions of the water ghost! Dick and Tom come to me and show you The weapons and shields help me form a shield wall against the enemy, so that our mage, druid and gunman can calmly **** the stinking ghouls!"

Jamie roared urgently, seeming to be dissatisfied with Mr. Commander's neglect of it.

"Oh, and Jamie, our brave beagle." The old dwarf smiled and touched the head of the half-winter wolf. "You'll be there under the tree, in case the water ghost breaks through our defense line, trying Climbing the tree and attacking our people, you just pull it off-bite off its leg like you would with a bone."

Jamie barked happily twice, as if to say "guaranteed to complete the task".

"Uncle Dwarf, don't forget me and Jerry! What can I do for you?"

At a critical juncture, the elder brother Nick’s courage showed admiration, but Flint thought that these two goblins had better not fight head-on with the water ghosts, so they would leave the mounts of the crowd to their sisters and take care of them. Ghost hurt.

Sissi and Jerry were glad to take orders, and led the horse, who had already shown panic, to hide in the jungle.

Joan, Roger, and Kandy each climbed a large tree and found a more comfortable position to shelter, so that they could free their hands to cast spells or shoot. Conti noticed that the light in the forest was dim, so he blessed the 0-ring "lighting technique" at a branch. The moment a fingertip touches a tree branch, the magic light shines. The little sphere of light hangs on the branch, like an orange lantern, dispersing the surrounding darkness, and the warm glow makes the companions who are waiting for them feel at ease.

Jamie first smelled the rancid smell in the night breeze and growled in disgust. The branches in the bushes opposite shook, and a group of evil-looking monsters rushed out screaming.

Most of these abominable undead creatures are transformed from the bodies of drowned people. Although they still retain the human form of life, they have mutated long and sharp teeth and claws. The dead white skin is tightly stretched on the dry bone shelf The fire of pale soul flashed deep in his eye socket, revealing naked greed and cruelty.

These greedy undead creatures are aquatic ghouls commonly known as "water ghosts"!

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