Headshot Wizard - Chapter 182

Chapter 182 High Temperature Soldering Iron

“Okay, let’s add some more offensive methods.” Lance held his forehead and ordered in his heart: “Add the three spells of Bileg Rotation Field, Bileg Throwing Knife, and Void Flash, right, Plus the magic shock.”

“Re-simulating…”

“Analysis results: Field, winning rate of 37%; Lance, winning rate of 62%.”

Regarding this result, Lance was fairly satisfied, and with the magic methods he could show up at present, he was still able to gain an advantage in the battle with Field. The most important of these is the addition of the evil spirit’s heart to his physical fitness and the strengthening of powerful magic potions.

However, the failure to be 100% surprised Lance. He pondered for a moment, and continued to increase the parameters: “Continue to increase Lance’s restrictive means. Increase all sub-chips, increase the boots of the thunder elves, increase the dead gems and fog matches.”

“In the third battle simulation…”

“Analysis results: Field, 8% win rate; Lance’s win rate 92%.”

Lance nodded in satisfaction, and had a rough estimate of Field’s strength in his heart. Of course, the information he obtained may not be correct and complete. Everyone has their own cards, not to mention that Field was born in a wizarding family, and there is no good thing in his hands. In other words, Lance wants to defeat him, I am afraid it will not be too easy.

“However, I am now prepared to formulate specific tactics against him. It shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Lance thought silently, although this Field had no grievances against him, but in this match, he deliberately asked Radmond to arrange himself against him, just to take this opportunity to kill the opponent!

The reason is also very simple. Once Field dies, the “hooded man” is completely meaningless. Except for a few people such as Regis and Alizee, no one would know that Lance was a man with a hood.

This past secret, he was determined to bury it himself. Since Field jumped out on his own, Lance was so happy that he didn’t need to think of other ways.

This guy, the moment he decided to fake a hooded man, he was doomed to a tragic end!

…

“What? Are you leaving?”

In front of the cabin, looking at Alizee, who was neatly dressed and glamorous, Lance showed a look of surprise.

At this time, Alizee was dressed in delicate disguise all over her body, looking glamorous and inconvenient. However, her original appearance has changed drastically, and she doesn’t know what means she used to change her appearance. If it weren’t for the blood mage coat of arms on his wrist to sense the origin of the other party, Lance would probably still not recognize her.

“Why, don’t you bear me?” Alizee smiled sweetly: “If you speak, maybe I will stay for a few more days.”

Lance shrugged: “I’m just a little weird. I thought you would recuperate for a while.”

“I’m so good now.” Alizee really looked radiant. After solving the rejection problem, the Wulong heart brought her unimaginable benefits. She hardly needs sleep now and can maintain long-term energy.

“Frankly speaking, I’m hesitating these few days. Is it a bit sloppy to embark on the journey so soon?”

Alizee looked at Lance seriously: “I have some doubts in my heart, but I haven’t found the answer yet.”

“I thought about it for a while, and found that just staying in place, there is no way to sort out my clues… I have some special feelings in my heart. I have to let time tell me what these are…”

At this point, Alizee’s face suddenly turned red.

Lance frowned, he couldn’t understand what Alizee was talking about.

Seeing Lance’s puzzled face, Alizee couldn’t help but sighed, then smiled:

“Karadore’s ship docked this afternoon, only one hour. This is the only ship going to [Nether Sea] in Ferendor in the past six months. I must seize this opportunity.”

“I will find the Blood Mage Ansoni in the Sea of Nether. Only in his hands can I control the legendary Blood Mage [Perfect Inheritance]. When I come back, maybe I will figure out some things.”

“In the end, I still want to tell you, thank you, Lance.”

She said sincerely.

Lance nodded: “Then, I wish you a smooth journey…”

Before he finished speaking, he found that his mouth had been bet on.

His eyes widened subconsciously, and Alizee’s bright red lips lightly touched his lips, and then they moved away like lightning.

“If I can never come back, at least you won’t forget me completely.”

Alizee laughed and ran away.

Looking at the girl’s back, Lance suddenly felt an inexplicable throb in his heart.

It was not simply because of Alizee’s departure, but because he looked at Alizee’s back and suddenly realized that when he left, Irene was standing there in a daze like him now, watching people. keep away?

Come back or never come back, until the end, it will always be a false proposition that cannot be verified. No one knows what the next step in the journey will be.

“So it’s already winter…I have left Watchwind Castle for more than four months…”

Lance looked at the sky, the thick dark clouds seemed to sense his mood, and gradually gathered.

In a short while, the goose feather snow came as promised. The icy snow wind seemed to be blowing from Ace Snowfield, and in the blink of an eye, thick snow covered every corner of Ferendor.

This is the first heavy snow this year.

…

There was heavy snow outside the window, and the fireplace inside the house made a beeping sound. The fine wood mixed with charcoal fire continuously provided heat to the entire room.

The room was warm like spring, and Lance was only wearing a thin single coat.

He continues to be busy on the alchemy platform. The powerful magic potion will be enough for a while, but he has to take advantage of the efficacy of the Thunder Elf Touch to distill these magic plants into long-term preservation as soon as possible. Thunder spirit blood.

After a few hours, he stopped his work.

Lance walked to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of steaming goat’s milk, then walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

The soft touch made him almost groan comfortably. The exhaustion of the past few days seemed to be relieved in an instant.

After Alizee left, he spent almost all of his time studying spells and making magical items. Usually when she was there, although the two didn’t communicate much, at least one could still talk, but now Lance was the only one left, and he suddenly felt a little lonely.

“Recently hypocritical…” Lance smiled self-deprecatingly.

As the predecessors said, the wizard should be lonely. Because the excitement is always short, only loneliness can last forever.

He rested for a while, driving these disturbing thoughts out of his mind.

“After so many days of consolidation, the rune of this spell has basically been fixed.” Lance closed his eyes and thought into his brain.

There are many runes floating in the brain at this moment. The most central part is the blue secondary meditation technique, and the lower part is the magic guide and spell recognition. On the left is the dark blue magic explosion, the golden magic-electromagnetic acceleration, the silver birieg rotating force field and the ratio A rune system composed of Legge’s flying knives; the area on the right is molten ray, fireball and void flashing; in the most peripheral corner, is the new spell rune that Lance has recently built-[High Temperature Soldering Iron].

The high-temperature soldering iron, as the exclusive spell of the Magneto Master, has many excellent features: the spell is short and can be launched quickly; the lethality is very considerable, and it has the characteristics of physical and magical double attacks, which also gives it a wide range of spells.

This spell is also the only spell that Lance chose to require casting materials.

In fact, in addition to zero-level spells that generally do not require spell-casting materials (the spell-casting material of blood spells is blood), many first-level spells are more or less dependent on some spell-casting materials. However, because Lance personally dislikes the shackles brought about by the spelling materials, when choosing spells, he will often subconsciously reject those spells that require spelling materials.

Later, the fox reminded him that according to the information, the spells that require magical materials often have more excellent performance. Lance began to suppress this quirk of himself and carefully studied the spells that needed magical materials.

The high temperature soldering iron is one of them.

The casting materials for this spell are very simple. The recommended number on the witchcraft scroll is some iron beads, or iron blocks, and the number is variable. The principle of operation is roughly as follows: by consuming part of the magic power, controlling the electric field around the iron block or iron bead to heat, and changing the surrounding force field to accelerate-such a large number of high-temperature soldering irons hit the enemy at high speed, no doubt Will produce extremely powerful lethality.

“This spell is actually a shotgun on earth!” Lance picked up a rough iron bead and walked out of the cabin.

He is going to test the true power of this spell.

Who knew that at this moment, he suddenly saw a man walking towards the gate of the cemetery in heavy snow.

“Who?” Lance clasped the iron bead tightly and walked over in the snow.

It was a petite figure, who looked like a girl. She came to the gate of the cemetery, and after hesitating for a while, she shouted:

“Is Mr. Lance here?”

Lance looked at each other strangely, and with the help of Hawkeye, he could see the opponent’s face clearly.

As he walked out the door, he said in surprise, “Dora?”

The girl opened her eyes wide in surprise: “How do you know my name?”

Lance’s heart jumped, and he suddenly realized that he had missed his mouth. The man who fought side by side with Dora and killed Buckett was actually the Hooded Man, not Lance himself.

Before he had time to lie to himself, the girl suddenly showed a look of enlightenment:

“Oh, I see, Sister Alizee must have told you, right?”

Lance nodded when he was wrong, and immediately felt a little strange. How did Alizee get involved with Dora? She came to find herself, is it related to Alizee?

“So, you must be Mr. Lance, right?” Dora blinked playfully: “It’s such a heavy snow outside, don’t you invite me to sit in?”

Lance smiled blankly, and made an inviting gesture sideways:

“Miss Dora, if you don’t mind that this is actually a grim cemetery… then please.”