Night Crow Master Chapter 118
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All the black lizards are in place .
On the side of demonized crows, except for two demonized crows who couldn’t resist the temptation to eat half their heads, all the rest were eaten by them, leaving only the body that had not died .
On the other hand, two of the blood crows were drained of blood and died directly . The rest of them were in a languid and dying posture .
Seeing Yat coming, the demonized crows give way . These lizards, who have lost their limbs, have even been removed by the demonized crows as a means of attack .
The black iron cane flipped in art’s hand, and every time it was swung, a black lizard was completely breathless .
After that, Yat can’t help but kill all the lizards .
His experience slot jumped three times .
In other words, only three of the black lizards have reached lv4 level .
“It’s a pity, folks, they’re too weak,” Yat shrugged as he watched the crows standing in two rows obediently following their instructions
All the crows have crooked heads . They can understand the fighting and various behavior instructions, but they can’t understand other words .
At their movements, art could only smile helplessly, and his eyes turned to the strongest demonized crow .
After careful consideration, art gives the corrupting eye to the demonized crow .
But . . . It might be better to give it to Prometheus – his crow servants were not able to use the corrosive eye on their own initiative .
And Prometheus can .
As for these corpses . . . The black lizard with thorn tongue is not of great value in this magic creature . . .
the magic effect of the corpse poet is related to the material nature and size of the corpse . There are still several corpses of demonizing wolf . Even if they are used up, they will not be placed in the order of the corpses of these black lizards with piercing tongue . There is no need to keep them .
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It can be put into the eyes of corrosion, or . . .
“are you hungry?” Art’s eyes turn to the crow servants .
“Ah – ah -” at’s question, they didn’t understand, but they immediately understood that, and in an instant, the crows pounced on the bodies of the black lizards .
Just like before, after giving the command not to fight each other, ATT goes to the side and uses the blood control ability the crow mage gets from the blood crow to clean up the blood on the black iron cane .
At this time, he suddenly frowned and stopped wiping his cane with a rag .
The crows, who were sharing lizard meat, also stopped .
At the spot where the eyes were focused, the two figures stopped . Yat noticed that the gray robed young man seemed relieved after he looked around and himself, while the other young man in green looked at his crow servant with some doubts, then looked at him again, and finally showed a sudden smile:
“are you a druid?”
. . .
they were standing nearly three meters away from Yat .
The crow minions fly up to the trees, occupying all the best positions to quickly protect att or attack .
“Really . . . ” Yat raised his eyebrows . After listening to their brief introduction, he just nodded and didn’t believe it .
Big night, in the night to run into two people, will directly believe each other’s words, are all idiots?
And the blond young man named philore blinked at art and asked, “are you really not a druid?”
” . . . I’m really not a druid . ” Art replied speechless .
“Isn’t it?” “Is that a bard?” he said, gazing at art for a few seconds
Ferol is an oak sage, although he is not a druid, but the meaning of oak sage and Druid is similar, and there are many common magic arts, so he knows Druid very well .
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Different from the pure magic oak sage, druids have the ability of close combat and long-range combat . Relying on the ability of deformation, they can obtain various strengthening abilities . . . They don’t need high concentration of spirit blood . They just need to have the blood that can contact the natural forces to become a druid . Elves and all kinds of orcs can do it .
There are also some transcendental beings in human beings who have incomplete deformability . . . But they are not Druids . What kind of changers do they seem to call them?
The man in front of me doesn’t feel like a druid in terms of temperament or spiritual strength . . . But a bit like a bard?
There was a quiet smell on him .
Like the son of the night?
If it’s just like this, it’s nothing . Although it’s rare, he still has one or two in his memory, and the other party’s closeness to the night is not very high . . .
butThere is a strange smell on the other side, like . . . Crow? Bird Druid? Any more crow Druids?
The more he looked at art, the more strange he felt . The man in front of him was so strange . Night? crow? There’s also the smell of a suspected wizard?
When Yat was about to answer the other party’s question about “are you a bard?” he was puzzled and asked, “not a bard . Are you a wizard?”
“Wizard? How could it be? ” Next to the wiggs waved his hand, completely distrustful of philore’s feeling, “philore, you must be wrong . How can he be a wizard?”
The next moment, however, was the answer
“Ha?” Wiggs looked at art in disbelief and asked, “are you a wizard, too?”
“That’s right . ” Art shrugged his shoulders, and since he was suspicious, he didn’t have to hide it .
Being the best in the caster’s profession, revealing a wizard’s identity is not more dangerous, but safer – unless the other party has some kind of hatred or attempt against the wizard .
And . . .
if he’s right, the blonde young man next to him should also be some kind of caster – probably a natural caster similar to the oak sage .
The first suspect that he is a druid may be due to the crow servant, but then the other party suspects that he is a bard, that is to say, he is aware of his spiritual attributes .
And then the veto . . . The other must be something familiar to bards, or professionals who use the power of nature like bards .
Oak sage, Bard, nature hunter, Druid, changer?
And the young man next to him, named wiggs, is a wizard . That’s right .
Although not very strong, but the kind of constant escape, like the burning power of fire, this is a wizard whose main attribute is fire .
And this is one of the reasons why the other party will mistake his identity .
Although there are signs of wave diffusion, his power is closer to the dark element in nature than the dark power . Moreover, when he replaces the main class with the Raven mage, the phenomenon of power diffusion and fluctuation will converge to the extreme, and it will feel like the power completely disappears .
If he doesn’t use psionic powers, he won’t even realize he’s a wizard .
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