Archmage Daily Research Report

As we go deeper and deeper, the blood on the ground becomes more and more difficult to trace, which is a good thing, because it shows that the wounded have left the fierce battle and have time and energy to treat their wounds a little bit, so as not to Exhausted by bloody battles.

This mine is indeed very large and deep. The mining efficiency of the dwarves is commendable, because they love this cause. When the human miners went on strike for three days and two days to ask for a wage increase, the dwarves held their bubbling wine glasses and went deep into the ground, holding Tons of ore laughed.In the mine pit, we can see that there is a strong atmosphere of life. The decorations that the dwarves love will be hung in the mine tunnel, and we also picked up scattered daily necessities.

...Um, Lu Sien stepped on a yellowed sticky dwarf sock...vomit...it stuck to the sole of his foot.

Fortunately, the body of the dwarf was still not seen.

...Well, I was careful to avoid the front fabric - I'd rather see a dwarf's stumped limb than a pair of underwear that looks like it hasn't been washed in years.

This mission is really scary!

Back then, when I was in the second teacher’s bunker, every tunnel was cleaned so that not a single thread of spider web was left, everyone’s room was clean and tidy, and whoever’s quilt wasn’t folded well enough was judged by the teacher. After discovery, 90.00% of this apprentice will be made into a skeleton for cleaning.

This mess and smell is unbearable!Fortunately, I can always look at Mel to relieve my inner anxiety. I really want to burn this place down. This kind of reaction is already a conditioned reflex. I have to stare at Mel's face to restrain this desire.

Not too many cyborgs die in pieces, Ms. Angela's killing method is very similar to that of a black mage, because her enemies are either torn apart or gutted, and I don't know how she does it, those wounds don't look like It's not like a hot weapon wound, nor like a sword, but... some are like a beast biting, and some are like...

I couldn't help frowning, I found a withered human limb.

Yes, the severed limb has been changed beyond recognition. From the skeleton, I can tell it should be the left thighbone. The skin and flesh on it are shriveled, like the bark of an old tree, without moisture and cracked and slag--

This is like a limited-level effect caused by some vicious magic that absorbs life force!

Therefore, I immediately became more vigilant. I couldn't tell what kind of spell it was made of. My understanding of scientific and technological achievements has never kept up with the cutting-edge, so I can't tell whether this is Ms. Angela using some kind of advanced weapon, or there is another black mage with unknown purpose here.

It's just that I find it very puzzling, is it useless for the black mage to attack the mine?No one among the dwarves is so talented in magic that he is worthy of being snatched from the sky and taken home as an apprentice. Does he want a pair of dwarf skeleton ornaments?

But before I had time to warn, Lu Sien had already stopped everyone, his sword pointed straight ahead, and then a figure stepped out from the shadows.

——It turned out to be the Ms. Angela we've been looking for.

She seemed to be in very good condition, no scars were seen at all, and she was not at all weak and pale as we expected.

Lu Sien heaved a sigh of relief and retracted his sword. However, Mel and I moved almost at the same time. The shadow dance was launched around us, and I will absolutely guard and surround everyone—except Angela in front of me.

"What are you doing?" Lu Sien asked in surprise.

Before he could finish speaking, more than a dozen of my fireballs had already flown out, and Angela disappeared in place. She was as fast as a black wind, and the force on the absolute protection was so strong that I, who was maintaining the spell, would die because of this. Taking half a step back, Mel's shadow dancer immediately entangled her, but the woman was able to outrun the shadow and easily break free from the entanglement of the black shadow. Mel raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hands, and an instant gravity field immediately enveloped her. The whole pit.

I hastily added the deceleration magic, and Angela's movements finally became less eye-catching.

This open space was not big in the first place. When I waved my hand, two bright red walls of fire blocked back and forth. Angela barely stopped before touching the fire wall. Under my puzzled gaze, Angela smiled. While I was stunned, the earth and bricks under our feet rolled, and thick vines sprang out from it. It was covered with sharp thorns and was twisting crazily. He slapped Absolute Guardian all the time, making me frown frequently.

Because I don't like these wriggling strips very much, they give me an irresistible physiological reaction-I feel like I have a hair removal spell, and the hairs on my whole body are about to fly out-but I can already Well control myself not to be too impulsive. I was punished to starve for a week because I picked up my notes and screamed and slapped my teacher's new pet snake to death.

So I just screamed uncontrollably, and the air shield exploded with me as the center, causing the twisted vines to flow sideways.

I am much more comfortable this way.

Lu Sien was dumbfounded: "What the hell are you—"

"Draw your sword!" I said.

Mel was even more severe, he almost shouted: "Fight!"

Lu Sien looked puzzled, and stood aside stupidly, not helping, which caused our evaluation of him to plummet, but who knows, Lorraine also tilted his head, almost writing directly on his face. With a question mark, Raynor... we ignore him.

There was a roar in the darkness, the woman in black disappeared, and a huge black wolf rushed towards us. With Renault's disrespectful yelling, we fought with the black wolf—but after she turned into a beast, she just Now that she can use physical attacks, she shouldn't choose to be a beast, even though she has no chance of winning spells.

Druids and mages are still fighting one against two. I am confident that unless she is an archdruid of a certain sect, she has no chance of winning.Of course, a druid like her would only be expelled from the sect, let alone an arch druid.

The gravity ball smashed the huge wolf to the ground, and the air shield pressed it up, and I wanted to laugh a little - because her face was squeezed a bit like the husky in my assistant's Kuwaiti family... I attacked with Mel, The skeleton of the giant wolf made a cracking sound, and she had to immediately transform into a dormouse, and fell to the ground in human form. The hellfire in my hand was already ready to go, but she suddenly yelled loudly:

"Stop, stop, stop! You can't beat it! Don't fight! Admit defeat!"

I... uh...

Mel was unmoved, but Lu Sien suddenly rushed out, standing in front of Angela and yelling, "Why did you guys fight as soon as you met? Hurry up, Your Excellency Angela is going to be injured!"

Mel could only frown, canceling the spell that was being chanted.

"Be careful," I had to explain, "she's a druid."

In this complex and weird mine, we accidentally encountered a spellcaster who is rarer than a mage——Druid.

She has the face of Ms. Angela, and I'm not sure if she is the real Angela, because I only talked with Ms. Angela on the phone, which shows the disadvantages of modern technology-I can't use my smartphone Contact and remember the spiritual power of the person on the phone, so Ms. Angela is completely unfamiliar to me. Although I have heard her voice, I have heard Jasmine and the others talk about it. Now you can download free voice-changing software online , and there are countless appearance-changing spells in transfiguration or illusion, so it is too unreliable to recognize people from their appearance and voice.

Lu Sien was slightly taken aback, and replied: "Yes, I know, because of this, Your Excellency Angela can operate that crow mecha, flying naturally and flexibly."

Hey?

Mel and I stared at Lu Sien. I think our positions may have changed. In the past, the person we were talking to showed a puzzled look at our brain circuits, but this time, it was us staring at him. Lu Sien seemed to see a group of alpacas roaring past on the vast prairie.

"You know?" Mel was startled, "Then you also know that she is the Destroyer?"

Lu Sien remained expressionless, and replied with a stiff mouth: "This kind of nickname sounds very...um...Your Excellency Angela is indeed very...well, strict when managing the prison, but it's not so..."

"Druid Destroyer." I had to interrupt Lu Sien ahead of time. It seemed that this knight didn't know anything about the detailed classification of spellcasters.

I noticed that Angela turned over on the ground and changed into a domineering sitting posture, as if she was the one taking the initiative.

Druid Destroyer, I can hardly imagine that I can still meet one—the number of Druids is very small, and the Destroyer among them... This group is far less than the black mage among mages, but ...and more dangerous than a black mage.Because among the black mages, there are also some people who are charitable and noble in life, and the destroyer, whether it is the path of magic they pursue or their attitude in life, they all perfectly fit their name.

"So, should you first explain, what is a Destroyer?" Lorraine raised his hand and asked.

……

Facing three curious babies, I feel the atmosphere is very strange, their curiosity is totally out of place, they really lack common sense!Especially Lorraine - he is an elf, don't natural spellcasters have a good relationship with elves, he doesn't even know, is he a fake elf?Anyone in their right mind, upon hearing the word Druid Destroyer, should jump right into battle instead of asking some common sense questions here, so angry that I almost want to throw them out of the shield and let the Destroyer Tell them with practical actions, what is destruction!

"I'm not a destroyer."

Angela was the first to break the calm, and there was a strange brilliance in her eyes...it seemed...Huh?Like, um, like the relief I get when I find someone who can communicate spells with me.

However, her body is indeed full of raging and manic aura, like a gloomy black cloud, brewing storms and winter thunders, she is the negative emotions of nature, the natural wrath that can destroy living beings, she actually said I'm not destroying myself... Wait?

I was also stunned suddenly, and I almost cried out: "No way, are you a mourner?"

For the first time, Ms. Angela showed a kind smile, although this smile looked very stiff, as if the muscles of the mouth were not used to this kind of movement, and it did not match her death makeup at all.

Mel and I used spiritual perception at the same time, but unexpectedly, Angela was defenseless, and she opened up the spiritual realm to us.

Her spiritual domain is like a rolling thundercloud, full of violence and cruelty, but in the center of the storm, it seems that the earth is split open, and in the dry soil, the young shoots are struggling to survive.

We simultaneously withdraw all spells and sincerely salute and apologize.

"It doesn't matter, it's very hard to know the Destroyer. If there is a mourner, there may not be one in 1000 years." Ms. Angela smiled, "So these idiots never know; just because you did it as soon as you came up, the opportunity is rare , I also really want to see how far my spell level is from yours in actual combat..." She said, spreading her hands, expressing helplessness.

When we turned around, we saw three pairs of shining eyes, especially Lu Sien. He asked, "I know you are a Druid, but what is the Destroyer, and what is the Mourner?"

Ms. Angela hugged her shoulders coolly, and Mel slanted his eyes and disdain to answer, so this kind of common-sense question, which is similar to a child asking his mother why people eat, has to be answered by me.

I try to speak in terms that the knight's intellect can accept:

"Druids are spellcasters who can perceive the power of nature and use it to cast spells. 90.00% of Druid spellcasters become Druids because they love nature. They are the common people who live in the mountains all the year round. Old Lin, the kind of druid who likes to turn into animals and run around, and often volunteers to deliver babies to sows on the farm."

This kind of druid is very popular. Wherever they go, there will be a good harvest. They are simply mascots. The southern sect of druids also signed a contract with an agricultural product production base on the side of Shenglong to produce green agricultural products. Advertisements are on the air, and people like me who rarely watch TV can remember the ad words - "The cows milked by the Grand Druid himself, healthy and natural milk, let you drink the whole forest in one gulp smell!"

"But the natural world is not only full of vitality, but also disasters and perditions. Among them, a very small number of druids have witnessed the decline of all things in nature, and they will respond to the part of the natural will that represents withering and destruction. Under the influence of this power , and gradually become Destroyers who only see barrenness in their eyes, they believe that nature will eventually decline and everything will wither, so Druid Destroyers will almost always become fanatical destroyers in the end."

At the same time, I emphasized: "So, when you see the Druids of Destruction, you must be more careful! They are very dangerous! Wherever they pass, no grass grows, rivers dry up, flowers wither, and their power often loses control, and their sanity is severely reduced. The level is not as good!"

That is the ruthless and indiscriminate attacking demon king who destroys heaven and earth!

Ms. Angela seemed flabbergasted, but I was sure I hadn't said anything wrong, so I went on to the next definition -

"However, there are even rarer druids who, after sensing the disaster and decline, are still unwilling to follow the doomed destruction in their eyes, trying to protect the love of nature and life in their hearts. Therefore, they become mourners Mourners can use the power of life and destruction at the same time, but they will suppress their desire to destroy, will not let themselves go, and continue to use benign magic to fulfill their responsibilities as a druid, so they are very great, stick to this Faith requires greater perseverance!" I couldn't help but praise.

"Stop!" Ms. Angela said suddenly, "You..."

Ms. Angela choked, but Lorraine suddenly interjected: "There are so many slots that I don't know where to start to vomit!"

ah?Did I say something wrong?

Uh... But what I said is the truth!

The veins on Ms. Angela's forehead were throbbing. She put her hand against her forehead and said, "I need to ask the scholars of the Temple of Truth to help me identify whether you two have come from time travel! Listen, these are like people from a modern society." Can an academician say something?"

……

I am silent with Mel...

But where am I wrong?

Ms. Angela said: "Your statement is very correct in the legendary era. When you see the Destroyer, the first thing you have to do is to find a way to kill him, but now... Druid Destroyers are usually sent Go to a special detention center, and then work for the garbage disposal plant under the supervision of the druid sect commissioner, don’t you use the Internet very much? The Druid garbage disposal plant has a particularly high praise rate on the Internet.”

etc?What?It's the one I understand...a garbage disposal plant?

I fell into a kind of sluggishness with Mel, feeling like my worldview had been shaken.

"May the will of nature be with you, how did you grow up..." Angela folded her arms and said, "It must be emphasized that using the Druid Destroyer to dispose of garbage is more environmentally friendly and pollution-free than the most advanced magic shredder Ah! Five-star praise from the International Environmental Protection Organization!"

Melziqi and I gasped. We really couldn't imagine that scene. For the first time, I felt that I was an incompetent mage, and my imagination was too lacking!

What happened to this society! ! !

"As for me, I am indeed a mourner, but I am not that noble. Your adjectives make me think... I am listening to a heroic epic in the legendary era." Angela raised the corners of her lips, "I work in the Federation because I I found a very good way to reduce stress, which can not only make money, but also release my destructive power reasonably and legally."

I suddenly felt... the tall and glorious image of a mourner in my heart was about to collapse.

"I love torturing prisoners." Ms. Angela grinned, "Hehe, what a hard-talking prisoner fell into my hands, and I can also make him explain everything about peeping on a female teacher's breasts when he was in elementary school. They were beaten to pieces, and they took turns using all kinds of wonderful instruments of torture, and I could even record their beautiful screams..." An expression of annoyance and resentment suddenly appeared on her face. Prisoners, heh, do you think I can't torture them like this?"

...That's why there are such weird finger traps in the cell, the room so pure white that it can shake people into snow blindness, and mental torture like not being allowed to tell the time?

I turned my head, Lusien and Renault...

Fortunately, they were also very surprised, their mouths could hold a five-star old man, I mean, a five-star old man who turned into a slime.

Our stunned idiot state lasted for a while, the warden lady who loves to torture prisoners was a little unhappy, she raised her eyebrows and said: "We have wasted a lot of time gossip about my rank, so we can Keep going? My little cyborgs are still waiting for my love."

... So, those cyborgs with horrific deaths were regarded as stress-relief props for druids mourning the dead?

——Looking at it this way, those cyborgs have become respectable!They have made outstanding contributions to preventing the mourners from degenerating into destroyers, made selfless contributions to the sound legal system in modern society, and reduced the work pressure for international human rights organizations. They even gave their precious lives!

I couldn't help but rub my forehead deeply, feeling a trance in my heart.

I heard Lu Sien ask uncomfortably: "Are you injured? After all, we found blood stains that did not contain battery fluid at the scene of the battle just now."

Angela gave him a disgusted look: "Whether it's the natural healing technique of a normal druid, or the life extraction that a mourner can learn, it can heal wounds, and, have you forgotten the small healing instrument that is standard for federal officers? , so, are you an idiot for asking this question?"

Lu Sien blushed a little, and was not annoyed when he was scolded, so he obediently walked to the front and assumed the charge.

Ms. Angela snorted, disappeared in place, turned into a pitch-black crow, and squatted on Lu Sien's shoulder.

Me and Mel's eyes lit up, this is a good way to save energy, there are knights in the team, we should make full use of it!The druid's natural transformation is silent, but our mage's arcane transformation is still more difficult, especially when casting spells on ourselves, which requires more precise control, and after arcane changes, for example, we become birds , it is necessary to specially learn to fly with bird wings, just like practicing driving a car; unlike druids, they naturally understand the habits of this animal after they become birds.

Mel and I became crows at the same time—yes, we mages love crows too!

Well, Mel flies better than me, and I made too much of a flapping noise on takeoff and sent a feather out.

Crow Mel's flying posture is very elegant!

We folded our wings and squatted side by side on Lusien's other shoulder. Compared with the druid's natural transformation, our arcane magic has another convenience, we can speak—because our appearance has changed Yes, but Neri is still a mage. After Ms. Angela turned into a crow, her vocal cords also changed into those of a crow, so she can only make bird calls.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." So I thanked Lu Sien.

Lu Sien, with three birds on his shoulders, seemed a little stiff, perhaps because of his lack of experience. After all, knights were good at fighting on mounts, rather than serving as mounts for three spellcasters who turned into crows.

Lorraine protested dissatisfiedly from behind: "Which kind-hearted mage can also turn me into a crow? I'm also very tired. We don't have such spells in our light magic."

Oh, no problem, I immediately turned him into a crow, Mel levitated him next to Ms. Angela, who kindly made room for him.

"The tip of the claws should catch the clothes!" I reminded Lorraine of some movement essentials, and Lorraine learned them quickly. Mel tore off the levitation technique, and he squatted firmly on Lusien's shoulders.

This is very good, and four people become four birds, which can also reduce the chance of being discovered by the enemy!

"Do you need it?" I turned to Renault.

Reynolds shook his head violently.

"Then keep going. Didn't Ms. Angela say that there are still enemies ahead? We have to figure out why these attackers attacked this mine." I said.