Chapter 68 Fire Ring Combat
Ding Jin: "I see the cattle, come here quickly."
A message suddenly popped up in the group, and Zou Peng and Mo Lan immediately turned around and returned the same way.
"Your spell is too perverted. Is every wizard really so perverted?"
Zou Peng thought for a while while walking on the road and asked again.
"Let me tell you the biggest weakness of a mage. This weakness exists in both high-level and low-level mages, and it is almost fatal."
Mo Lan said slowly, and Zou Peng became excited when he heard this and hurried over.
"What's the shortcoming?"
“The basis for a mage to cast spells is the spell slot, which carries the spell model.
What does this mean? This means that every mage must prepare the spell model in advance, basically one day or half a day in advance, and the preparation time is different for different people.
But once the battle begins, it is basically impossible to change the stored spells unless he is forced to stop.
The same goes for the number of spells. Put one less and you'll have to put one more. In fact, the spell of Resist Fire Ring is not worth it. It uses two spell slots, and it just pushes you away, and can't even cause you any harm.
Similarly, as long as the battle is ongoing, there is basically no possibility of replenishing spells."
"I understand."
Zou Peng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"You almost made me doubt my profession. If you say so, then in the future, when targeting a mage, if there is enough time, I will guide the mage to prepare a specific spell in advance, and then target him.
If there is not enough time, then use spells frequently and kill him in the end.
Well, before the spell slots are used up, the mage is very powerful, but after the spell slots are used up, he is weak, can you understand it this way?"
"Yeah, I understand perfectly."
"This way, it will be balanced. Even if a warrior has no spells or fighting spirit, he will still have strong strength, physique, and self-healing ability, and his regular combat power will not be too far behind.
A wizard without magic is just an ordinary person, killing people indiscriminately."
Zou Peng said with a smile, and suddenly remembered something.
"You feel the same way, don't you?"
Mo Lan turned his head and looked at Zou Peng, who was a little excited and eager to try.
"I think you're thinking something bad."
"No, no, that's ok, I'm just asking casually."
Zou Peng waved his hands repeatedly and spoke with a wandering look.
"Are you just asking casually?"
"Yes, just asking casually, are you really that?"
"certainly……"
Zou Peng was delighted.
"...No, when did I say I was just a mage? I also majored in arcanist and minored in warrior."
Mo Lan said casually, and the smile on Zou Peng's face gradually disappeared.
"What are you talking about? What about the Arcanist?"
Mo Lan and Zou Peng walked behind Ding Jin and the others, and when they heard Mo Lan talking, they turned around and asked.
"Maybe a wizard. I created two professions, both of which are wizards, but the steps and methods of casting spells are different. The two complement each other."
Mo Lan's light words made them look at each other in surprise.
“Creating a career?”
"Two at a time?"
"Are they all complementary professions to the mage?"
"Isn't this equivalent to creating a perfect mage profession?"
"Well, it's not perfect. Apart from my physique, I can't compare to your warriors in terms of strength. My weakness is in close combat."
Ding Jin, Zou Peng, Zhang Haobo: "..."
"I doubt you'll want to pick up your staff and beat us with it."
Mo Lan shrugged upon hearing this.
“I don’t have a staff yet, and so far I haven’t found any items that can assist in casting spells.
Spells are cast using spell models, and the staff is not involved, so what is the use? Do you swing it to hit people?
Okay, the three of you help me to raid the formation. The mage system has just been created, and the entire combat system has not been formed, and my own combat system has not been formed either.
I don’t think I can defeat this bull if I’m not careful. I need actual combat and time.”
Mo Lan walked towards the herd of cattle. Not far ahead, there was a group of wild buffaloes scattered by the lake. The muscles of the cattle closest to the lake were like coiled dragons, and a hint of purple emanated faintly from under their fur.
Mo Lan did not get too close, but used magic power from a distance to start constructing the fireball spell model.
In his mind, the spell slots contain the second-level spell Water Shield, the first-level spell Resist Fire Ring, and the first-level spell Stoneskin.
The first and second sides of the cartridge contain the fourth-level spell Earthshatter and the second-level spell Water Shield respectively.
The entire idea of spell configuration is defense-oriented. There is no offensive spell, all are defensive spells.
The first time he used magic power to construct a spell model, it was very slow. Mo Lan's mental power guided the magic power out of his body, and then transformed it into spell nodes. The magic lines extended, and a spell model that was invisible to the naked eye slowly took shape.
The ink cartridge rotates, adding computing power to Mo Lan, making the spell model error-free, quick and precise, and the sixteen-point intelligence provides enough mental strength to complete the entire process.
"I now feel that Mo Lan is a mage. Before, when he used spells, he didn't even need to guide them. He just released them directly."
Zou Peng, who was not far away, spoke up.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fire element condensed in close range attracted the attention of the Warcraft Bison, and it turned its head to look over.
"Moo!"
The bull glared and lowered its head before rushing towards Mo Lan, followed by the other bison.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Standing at the forefront of the bison charge, Mo Lan felt as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him. The overwhelming momentum crushed him, and Mo Lan's heart trembled.
The spell model that had not yet taken shape collapsed directly, the magic power decomposed, and the collapsed spell model finally brought him back to his senses.
Some people get nervous when faced with pressure and don't perform well.
Some people will also get nervous when facing pressure, but the feeling of nervousness will make them concentrate , become calmer and more careful, and thus perform beyond their level.
With the support of super computing power, Mo Lan is the latter.
There was no panic at all, as everything was replayed in his mind and quickly calculated.
The spell model of Fireball has been rebuilt, and after one experience, this time it is obviously much faster than before.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Zhang Haobo, Ding Jin and Zou Peng almost held their breath.
Zhang Haobo did not condense the rock shield, but he had already held the wooden tower shield behind him in his hand. The longbow in Ding Jin's hand gradually became complete, and Ding Jin's scimitar was unsheathed, and he had quietly approached Mo Lan.
The herd of cattle led by the Warcraft bison has come in front of Mo Lan. Mo Lan can clearly see the purple jade-like horns on the bison's head, which are sharp and sharp. Under his mental power, every muscle movement of the bison is clearly visible, and Zou Peng, who is quietly approaching from behind, is also discovered by Mo Lan.
Five seconds, the fireball is formed!
The corners of Mo Lan's mouth curled up slightly.
"Zou Peng, you're too close, jump up and put your hands on your head."
When Zou Peng heard this, he quickly jumped up and held his head in front of Zhang Haobo and Ding Jin's puzzled looks.
boom!
Mo Lan slammed the condensed fireball directly onto the face of the Warcraft bison.
"Ada!"
Mo Lan let out a strange cry, and a ring of fire appeared almost next to Mo Lan and the monster bison.
Resist the Ring of Fire!
A force of impact exploded in all directions, and at this time Mo Lan had already put on a water shield.
The charging bison were all pushed back more than ten meters by the impact, leaving deep grooves on the ground. Only the Warcraft bison, holding up its horns, only retreated one or two steps.
The monster bison was too powerful and could not resist the fire ring.
Unfortunately, it was of no use. Mo Lan, who was holding up the water shield, had no resistance and was blown more than 20 meters away. He rolled on the ground several times and got up.
Beside him, Zou Peng, who was covered in dust and dirt, struggled to get up, looked at Mo Lan, who was wearing a shield and was spotless, then looked down at himself, who was covered in dust and mud, and walked away silently and squatted in a corner.
