I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 336 The fighting style of ordinary professionals

Alvin had seen fallen creatures before, but they were all unfortunate creatures who had only recently become fallen.

Whether it was the fallen elves in the Gray Haze Forest or the fallen orcs in the underground wasteland, before their fall, most of them were ordinary civilians without professional ranks.

For professionals, it is not too much to fight one against a hundred of these monsters that only bite people.

But the fallen dark elves have existed for nearly a thousand years.

Ordinary civilians who were transformed into Fallen had long been slaughtered by the surrounding gray dwarves.

The rest are all professional Degenerates who have extraordinary combat capabilities and have evolved a little bit of intelligence.

Moreover, according to the social structure of the dark elves, professions that are good at casting spells are the main ones.

The 1.4-meter-tall mature woman who was Iris's divine magician now had a serious expression on her face.

Originally, he went to the surface this time to act as a scout and investigate the situation of the half-dragons in the gray haze forest.

But unexpectedly, not a single half-dragon was seen, but the Fallen who had been chasing the exiles did appear.

"Human and orc friends, I have a favor to ask of you."

The dark elf raised the wooden staff in his hand and spoke to Ivan and the others without turning his head.

"If I unfortunately die in battle later, please inform the great Eilistraee of my death.

All I need to do is write my name on the ground and pray to Mistress Eilistraee under the moonlight...

My name is Nimira, Nimira..."

After saying this, before Ivan and the others could react, a strong magical light burst out from the hands of the dark elf who called himself Nimia.

A dark red light mist enveloped the dozen or so Fallen in front, and then powerful spell ripples caused crisp sounds in the air, just like the sound of a beer bottle cap being opened.

[Monster Hold] is a fourth-level spell used exclusively by priests.

This group of dark elves who fled to the surface no longer faced enemies such as gray dwarves and deep gnomes most of the time, but non-human creatures entrenched in various uninhabited areas.

And the divine magic is really different from that of an ordinary priest.

Except that they don't have to strike shameful poses or shout nonsense like "represents the moon", the divine magic users, or all the gods' favored ones, decide the spells they master by consulting with the gods when they are promoted.

In other words, you can't change the contents of your spell bar before going out like a normal wizard or priest;

If you want to change, you can, but you have to wait until the next promotion and continue to ask your god to whisper in your ear.

Nimia is such an unlucky child.

Her spells can effectively immobilize Bengal... cough, underground monitor lizards and the like, but it has no effect on the Fallen.

So this 1.4-meter-tall dark elf is left with nothing.

But the fact that Nimia had overcome the ineffective control did not mean that the other two would just sit there and wait for death.

Alvin immediately threw out the [Entanglement Spell] in his hand and tied up the creatures in the field.

But this time Kong Er learned his lesson.

He did not move forward quickly, but instead raised his weapon, blocking in front of Ivan and taking a defensive stance.

As the spell took effect, Alvin continued to begin his own spellstorm.

When dealing with the big Mr. Krabs before, Alvin was already very aware of his current situation.

The choice of spells can be arbitrary;

However, the number of spells varies according to the spell consumption of different levels.

For example, with the first-level magic [Entanglement], he still had the ability to throw out a hundred or eighty shots before overdrawing himself;

But the third-level arcane spell [Fireball] can only be used for about fifteen or sixteen times at most, and then you will be finished.

And the highest-level spell he currently possessed, the seventh-level arcane spell [Simulation], Ivan couldn't use it at all...

With his strength weakened but his consciousness still intact, Ivan began to fight like an "ordinary" spellcaster - with careful calculations.

There were about twenty or so dark elf fallen beings tied up in tortoise shells in the field;

In the darkness in the distance, there are several dark shadows ready to move.

Then the best solution to deal with the enemy who is fixed in place must be -

"Kong Er, be careful of the enemies coming around on both sides—

That guy! Stand back a little..."

Under Nemia's slightly unhappy eyes, three orange-red light balls that were extremely bright in the dark night shot towards the overgrown weeds.

Immediately afterwards, after three loud bangs, the overwhelming air waves blew the surrounding sand and vegetation all over the place.

The ground in the field was covered in charred black. The rags on the fallen elves' bodies were ignited by the flames, and they crackled under the quiet night sky.

But when Ivan was excitedly checking his results, he was surprised to find that his huge fireball, which could destroy the sky, the earth, and the air, did not even kill a single fallen elf...

“Human…oh no, a powerful human wizard!

You may not know enough about dark elves. We are naturally resistant to magic..."

"Uh……"

“But not completely immune!

Why don't you fire a few more shots... Fireball is such a powerful spell..."

Alvin pursed his lips. He felt that he had only a few spells left and felt a little troubled.

But what Nimia just said gave Alvin new ideas.

Before, half-dragons could also ignore magical attacks...

So, this useless young man from Blue Star cast a hopeful look towards Kong Er.

To be precise, it was thrown at the refined golden stick in Kong'er's hand.

Noticing Ivan's malicious look, Kong Er rolled his eyes at him.

Then, this dull orc spoke to the dark elf Nimia, contrary to his usual behavior, and both his tone and gesture were deliberately affected.

The inappropriate emphasis almost made Alvin burst out laughing.

"Beautiful lady, do you have a spell that can help me get rid of those weeds?"

Nimia tilted her neck, and her dark eyes with a hint of purple blinked at Kong Er, making the latter blush.

“Free from weeds?

Mr. Mage's Servant, are you referring to the spell that counters movement restrictions?

I can cast the fourth ring magic [Freedom of Movement]..."

"servant?"

"servant!!!"

The humans and orcs said loudly in unison.

"Hey! Hollow Ear.

The setting of this character is very interesting, why don’t we give it a try? "

“Human perversion!

I don't mind smashing an extra human head before smashing the head of the Fallen opposite me!"