The ice layer is still thickening, and the deep coldness is raging. The water in the air is frozen, one by one, one by one, and the freezing points that are as small as dust fall from the air, like a heavy snow that breaks into it.

The sudden drop in temperature was still brewing other related reactions, but Wu Chen could no longer see it. When he lost control of frost and mist, he fainted and lay among a bunch of human-shaped ice sculptures.

The coldness spreads around, and the nearest dense forest has entered the cold winter ahead of schedule. The convection of hot and cold air forms a strong hurricane, the trees are scattered, and the ice crystals in the sky are blown up again, forming a sweeping mist.

The sight was turbid, Yuris and Leas advanced in the strong wind, their clothes were flying, their hoods were blown up, and the white frost spread out on the surface of their hair and robe, and the exhaled air rose into a vague white smoke.

The two spellcasters slowly walked into the camp and walked into the crystal world.

The bonfire has turned into a large piece of ice, and the flames have retreated in the rampant ice. Leas silently looked at the frozen lives and objects, and the shock that had just calmed down became stronger because of his immersion.

"Teacher, what kind of magic is this?" Leas asked.

"Not magic..." Uris shook his head in confusion.

"What is this? Spell-like ability? Just like a warlock, is it a blood talent?" Leas was still asking.

"I don't know, I don't know..." Uris' confusion and confusion were even stronger than him, because he was higher in the ranks, and he had a wider knowledge and levels, and his doubts were even stronger. This level of spell casting was somewhat like a third-level spell - Ice Roar. Uris could do it, and he could do it more beautifully than Wu Chen's. However, after watching Wu Chen's spell casting process from beginning to end, such inference was first ruled out by him.

Uris didn't know how to describe it. The spell focused on the explosion of huge energy in a short period of time. What Wu Chen did was like falling down a pool of water, but it just wet the ground (the damage power was too low), and instead washed away the dirt and mud on the ground (the overflowing energy was aimless, and the power was wasted in vain).

It seemed earth-shaking, but no one died at the scene, including these mortal mercenaries. They were just temporarily frozen. When the overflowing magic energy was exhausted, ordinary zombies might become weak and stiff, and might catch a cold or something afterwards. The kowtowish wizard and his summoned creature had already sat down and were about to attack themselves.

Besides, a single apprentice can do this in addition to a level 0 trick. Uris has never seen or heard of it.

The two of them moved towards the center of the battlefield in silence, and a series of huge effects began to come to an end. The most obvious thing was that the hurricane disappeared and the temperature began to rise.

The vision became clear, the ice was melting rapidly, the crystal world was gradually retreating, the kobold wizard and his summoned creature were indeed not in place, "Kaku~~" sound came from the surrounding werewolf, the thick ice was beginning to shatter, and the freezing effect was about to fade.

Uris raised his staff and murmured spells. A large piece of electric sparks flashed at the top of the short staff. A crisp sound of "cracking~~" was heard. The spell fell. The finger of the staff, and a long light of electric light hit the zombie directly in front of it. "Crack~~" a thunder, and the electric snake passed on the ice sculptures of zombie...

"Boom~~" The ice sculpture swept by the electric snake was blown into pieces, and the frozen limbs were shot out like a pile of gravel stones. In just one time, more than 30 powerful soldiers died without any corpses.

"Aowuwu~~~"

Uris looked in the direction of the jungle and sneered, his staff raised again, and the spell of death came again.

Leas also took out his staff to warn the mentor. A fist-sized fireball shot out from the staff of Uris and flew to the array of zombies behind the left. "Boom~~", the fireball exploded, and the huge shock wave swept across the large area. The ice sculptures shattered, and the pieces melted in high temperatures and burned...

"etc……"

Yuris retracted his staff and turned to look at the werewolf wizard who had come out of the dense forest.

"Your Excellency, it is a hunting mission from the Red Rou Mage Association. The target is not you, but your apprentice..."

"Lias?" Uris' expression moved and looked at his student. Lias was also confused. He had just advanced and was in the territory of a little baron in the countryside. In addition to practicing and experimenting, he really counted all his experiences in the past few years. Why, the Red Rou Masters Association?

"Where is your bloodline coming from?" Uris did not bother with the question about his employer. It was a waste of time to ask. His understanding of the Red Rou Master was comparable to that of this sub-ethnic intelligent life.

"Black Dragon, Your Excellency!"

"Oh~~, Dragon Vein..." Uris suddenly realized that it was not a wizard, but a Dragon Vein Warlock. No wonder the process of casting was very strange. "You go."

As the two talked, all the surviving werewolfs had already broken free from the frozen state, but they were trembling and weak in the cold. The ice on the mercenaries were also shaking, only Wu Chen...

The Gnoll Wizard, Oh, no, the Gnoll Warlock swept the sad eyes of the tribesmen who turned into minced meat. More than one hundred and twenty warriors, half of whom were sleeping permanently, and the enemy.

This world is so cruel. Not only did Uris and the other two remain indifferent to the huge casualties of the mercenaries, but they easily ignored the huge sacrifices they made for information. These humanoid sub-intelligent races also did not count the results of the mercenaries, just like the two mages in front of them and these human mercenaries are completely different species.

The werewolf left with heavy losses. In the camp, the remnants of magic energy completely disappeared. The camp gradually returned to its original appearance. The mercenaries also broke free from the frozen state. The powerful were shaking and the weak were unconscious. The two mages ignored these. The only ones they paid attention to were their own kind - Wu Chen.

"The standard symptom of spell counter-pecking, mentor, is really a spell cast."

In the tent, Leas ended his inspection of Wu Chen.

"That's right, a weird spell casting." Uris sat cross-legged.

"Is it possible? No magic nets are exposed, no spell casting steps?"

"Why can monsters cast spells? The arcanes in ancient times did not have magic nets, so why could they create a magic civilization that was far more prosperous than they are now?" Yuris asked retortly.

"This..." Leas was speechless.

"You are too rigid. My students, even the most profound spell caster, are groping forward in the fog. There are too many unknowns in this world. The only thing we can do is to open our eyes and use the most modest and cautious attitude!"
Chapter completed!