The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Defensive wizardry could be practiced as a secondary skill. He planned to use fire magic as his primary offensive means, supplemented by other methods, such as magic scrolls, alchemy, and poison.

Regardless of what it was, it would require him to spend a lot of time learning and practicing.

There were hundreds of level one magic patterns, encompassing the four basic attributes, functional types, and feedback types. Scouting magic patterns alone numbered over a dozen, and there were dozens of magical arrays that could be created by combining them. As long as Dorre had the imagination and was willing to experiment, solving the compatibility issues between magic patterns, he could create any function he desired.

Of course, there were also standard alert magic arrays, and Dorre had the relevant blueprints. He only needed to follow the steps to create them.

He had been busy with this for the past three days.

The caravan quickly set off, embarking on its journey, and in Leon's hands were dozens of alchemical products of primary alert arrays.

Some were stones, others looked like grass, disguised in various ways. Leon was very satisfied with this.

Dorre also earned a full 50 gold coins from this.

This speed of making money made Carl very envious, and so were the other two and Pengke from the scouting team.

They needed to keep watch at night, and these things were specially made for them, with the control in their hands.

When he learned how expensive these things were, Pengke's mouth had long been wide open.

The carriage slowly started moving, with Baal and Dorre, along with the dog, occupying the entire carriage. Carl was not in the carriage but had gone ahead.

The trade caravan frequented this route and was very familiar with it. They had notified him to go ahead last night.

The plain was not entirely flat. At noon today, they would pass a small hill, where magical beasts often appeared. Carl, Ivan, and Candace had all gone ahead as a precaution.

Time slowly passed, and Dorre was still constructing the model. He had already reduced the time to one second, which was enough. Now was the node to modify the magic model, trying to make it his own and exert the power he needed.

There were two main types of fire damage: one was burning with highly adhesive flames, and the other was the powerful impact generated by explosions. As a means for formal wizards, the Fireball spell needed to take both types into account simultaneously and also be applied separately. This could serve as a surprising effect. What made wizardry most troublesome was not its long-range firepower, but the peculiar effects brought about by the long-range firepower, which was what warriors feared the most.

The caravan quickly reached a point less than a kilometer from the bottom of the hill. A command came from the caravan to rest and eat, while also preparing for battle.

Dorre jumped down from the carriage. Soon, the sturdy woman, Camel Bell, who served the three of them, came over and handed him a lunch box.

Baal also had a portion, but his was ordinary minced meat.

Baal was very disgusted, took a bite, and then a ball of flame turned into ashes in his mouth. He no longer needed to eat.

Just then, Baal glanced at the distant hill, and his voice sounded in Dorre's ear, "Interesting, there are three level two magical beasts, leading seven level one magical beasts, coming from the distant wilderness. They are Shadow Wolves."

Dorre leaned against the carriage, eating while quickly recalling the information about Shadow Wolves in his mind.

A type of canine magical beast that was good at hiding in the shadows, adept at ambushes. If they failed to strike, they would flee thousands of miles. Their extraordinary traits were speed and stealth in the shadows, making them very difficult to deal with. Their weakness was fear of fire-type and light-type wizardry.

He separated a little mental energy, making contact with Baal's mental energy, "Without level three or higher, they don't pose a threat. This is not our business; there are so many experts in the team, they don't need us to take action."

At this time, he glanced around the hill. All around were wilderness and forests. Within the range of sight, there was not a single village. The surroundings were frighteningly desolate.

In the mountains and forests, several birds startled and flew into the distant wilderness.

This made Dorre think of many things.

The Northern Kingdom had a sparse population, mostly residing near cities. Although the empire's policy on opening up new lands was very lenient, most people were unwilling to do so, including the so-called nobles. The wilderness was simply too dangerous.

Most people were willing to become nobles for the right to recruit soldiers, then open up the wilderness and establish their own territory, but many nobles were rarely willing to venture out and take risks. They preferred to stay in the city, enjoying the pleasures of life.

The man and the dog were quiet, enjoying a moment of peace.

After a moment, several whistles came from the front, signaling the start of the journey.

The team in front slowly advanced, and soon they also slowly moved.

Dorre did not get into the carriage but stood beside the carriage and walked along. He had been sitting for so long and was tired of sitting.

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"Magister Lin Rui, would you like to ride a horse?" A guard chased from behind, the sound of hooves rapidly approaching. He came to Dorre's side, grinning.

Dorre glanced at him and shook his head. He had never ridden a horse, but he also knew that those things were not as dashing as they looked; on the contrary, they were very bumpy. Naryer was very prejudiced against riding horses. Compared to riding horses, he preferred riding feline animals, such as tigers and leopards, which were more stable and faster.

"What a pity." The guard took off his hat, bowed to Dorre, and galloped away on his horse.

The caravan began to climb the hill, and the road on both sides also changed from ordinary flat ground to a sloping mountain road. By the roadside, the grass and trees were lush, and the forest became dense, so that only a distance of ten meters or so could be seen before being blocked by various trees.

At this time, the surrounding guards began to become nervous. They dispersed and roamed in the front, middle, and rear of the team, their eyes looking to both sides of the road, not daring to look away for even a moment.

The hunters nocked their arrows, and the warriors drew their swords. The team seemed tense and dull.

Dorre and Baal returned to the carriage at the right time.

As soon as he entered the carriage, Baal shook his head and said, "The Shadow Wolves have arrived. If the caravan goes forward a little further, it will enter the Shadow Wolves' attack range. Where there is shadow, there is the Shadow Wolves' world. Now it depends on those three wizards." Two are in front of the caravan, luring everyone to attack, and the other Shadow Wolves are coming from the middle. Oh, how fast! That Carle is so powerful, he directly killed one."