Chapter 121: The unique magic of the elves. (Additional update, please read on)
"Hahahahahaha!".
The man with the knife laughed at Edward fiercely.
"No, you're making fun of meow."
Along with the crisp sound, an enchanting figure slowly walked over.
She is a beautiful woman.
It's just that she had a pair of cat ears on her head, her tail was swinging around, her paws were placed at the corners of her mouth, she looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Ye Yan.
"Looking at the situation, that goblin has something."
"Otherwise, how could our Mr. Edward be killed by a goblin?"
The knife-wielding man said this, looking at Edward and laughing heartily.
"Hahahaha!"
"Really? Isn't he a waste?"
A man wearing glasses walked over slowly.
He looked arrogant and disdainful of Edward.
Seeing the person coming, Edward, who had just escaped from death, relaxed a lot.
Shadow Black Cat, Irene, Wandering Knight, Wood, Fiery Magician, Harley.
All three of them are gold-level adventurers.
No matter how you think about it, it's impossible to fail.
and many more!
"What did you say, you guy?!"
Suddenly Edward reacted, looked at the guy with an angry face, struggled, and wanted to beat him up.
What he hated most in his life was the arrogant faces of these magicians.
Relying on his unique magical talent, he always looks down on non-magicians.
Look down on this, look down on that!
"Ah"
Harley pushed up his glasses and looked at Edward with disdain in his eyes.
"Did I say something wrong? You still have the nerve to yell after being defeated by a low-level goblin monster?"
As he spoke, Harley went up, stroked the vines that bound Edward, and taunted:
"I didn't expect that Edward, who was known as the 'Sword Tyrant', could not even break free from these vines?"
After hearing Harley's words, the other two gold-level adventurers showed a hint of doubt on their faces.
Yeah, how could this happen?
Just when they were about to look back.
Suddenly, Harley's shocked voice was heard.
"This, this is?"
"How can it be?!"
Harley's voice was full of disbelief, as if he had discovered the funniest scene in the world.
"what happened?"
Erin and Wood looked back at Harley, whose eyes were wide.
Harley didn't say anything, but was muttering something.
The next moment, flames came out of his hands.
All at once, the vines were burned.
Seeing that it was so easy to destroy, Wood looked at Edward and couldn't help but tease him.
"Hey, isn't this easy to break--"
Before Wood could finish his words, he was shocked by the scene before him that overturned his common sense.
I saw that the vines that were burning on the fire actually began to gradually devour the magic factors in the flames, and even the magic in the air, recovering themselves and spreading towards the flames.
"How is this going?"
"Why, there is such magic?"
Wood raised his sword and looked warily at the vines that were spreading towards them.
"That's because it's not magic."
Harley's face was grim and he raised his hand.
brush!
The next moment, Harley increased his magic power output, and the fire suddenly became bigger, directly destroying the vines in an instant.
"Not magic?"
Irene placed her fingers on her fangs and turned her head in confusion.
"That's right"
Edward patted his body and looked at Harley with a hint of pride in his eyes.
"This is a miracle that you magicians cannot obtain."
"really"
Hearing Edward's affirmation, Harley closed his eyes with a gloomy face.
"It's really a spirit ritual?!"
but.
"How is it possible for a goblin to use elf magic?"
"what is that?"
Wood scratched his head, looking nonchalant.
Irene also waved her hands to show that she didn't understand.
In fact, it’s normal that they don’t know.
This kind of thing rarely appears in this world because the nobles of the elves have always stayed in the elven kingdom.
But he is a magician, and he cannot avoid this thing in many courses, so he needs to understand it.
But it is impossible for a magician to be so bored as to spread such things everywhere.
After all, the elven spell is a dimensionality reduction attack on magic.
No one would be so bored as to belittle his or her profession in front of outsiders.
Thinking of this, Harley looked at Edward.
"Ha, how are you, how are you feeling?"
Seeing Harley looking at him, Edward smiled. "How is it?"
Harley looked unhappy.
"I will prove that magic is no worse than elven magic!"
"With a goblin?"
"you!"
Harley looked at Edward and gritted his teeth.
"So, what on earth is that spirit ritual, cat?"
Irene was very unhappy. She put her hands on her hips, pouting, and looked angrily at the two people in front of her who were talking to themselves.
"what"
Edward looked at Harley and laughed.
But Ye Yan, who had been looking for an opportunity not far away, suddenly became ugly and explained:
"Elf rituals are different from magic. Rituals can also be called another kind of miracle."
"What's the difference between the two?"
Wood didn't understand.
"They are all a kind of miracle, aren't they the same?"
“That’s a big difference.”
At this point, Edward's eyes flashed with deep jealousy.
"Magic is a miracle that is released through the gods in heaven using one's own magical power."
"And the spirit spell is a spell that uses the elemental spirits around you to release it."
"Unlike magic, which uses one's own magic power, the elf spell can basically be said to have zero consumption."
"Also, the power of this spirit spell is not determined by magic power."
"Rather, it is determined by the corresponding elemental spirits and the magic factors in the air."
"You saw it just now. The vines just now absorbed the magic factors in the air, and even the magic power in the magic!"
"so good?"
Even Wood, who doesn't understand magic, knows what this concept means.
No consumption!
In other words, it can release continuously and absorb the magic power in the air?
This is simply cheating.
"But"
Irene hesitated for a moment, then continued:
"If it's so powerful, why haven't I heard of humans learning elf magic?"
"Ah!"
Hearing this, Edward cast a mocking look at Harley.
"Is not this nonsensical?"
"That's because, of course, humans are incapable of learning."
"Not only humans, other races can't learn it either."
"Elf ritual, elf ritual, why is there an elf in front?"
"Of course it's because this kind of elven technique is a unique talent of the elves."
"Because, only with the approval of the elemental spirits can the spirit ritual be used."
"But the elemental spirits only recognize elves."
“Isn’t this unsolvable?”
Irene spoke hesitantly.
"Yes."
Harley was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally nodded:
“There is simply no solution!”
"Then why can the goblins use spirit spells?"
Wood asked curiously.
"Aren't there only elves?"
"do not know."
Edward thought for a moment and said:
"It's possible that its mother is an elf!"
"what?"
Irene's eyes widened, not expecting that.
As long as the Elf King is still alive, there are still people who dare to attack the elves.
Aren't you afraid of death?
Ah, it's a goblin.
That's okay.
"That's impossible!"
Suddenly, Harley denied it loudly.
"You guys don't understand at all"
Only when the mother's bloodline is extremely pure can she give birth to a child who can use elven magic.
However, this is impossible.
After all, elves with this kind of bloodline are all nobles!
How could he get out so easily and be caught by those lowly goblins?
This is really incredible.
Could it be!
Just when Harley thought of something and was about to say it.
"Back off"
Harley just felt his body being pushed away.
Followed by.
brush!
There was a flash of light, followed by a sharp pain, and then he saw something floating in the air - his arm.
"Ahhhh!"
(End of this chapter)