Headshot Wizard - Chapter 41

Chapter 41-Petrified Jackal

Hicks’ mission to Lance is clear, which is to destroy a group of petrified wolves that often wander in the nearby jungle. This tribe consists of about thirty petrified wolves, and ordinary junior apprentices have to deal with them carefully.

“I’ve been too busy lately, and Ferendor didn’t send any other wizards to assist me! The last time I received a reply from the tree worshiper’s hut saying that someone would come soon, but half a year has passed. There is no personal figure. The strength of these petrified wolves is not a threat to me. If they fight head-on, they will soon be wiped out by me-but the most cunning thing about them is that they never know how strong I am. Confronted me easily. My several night raids have only weakened the strength of their races and did not completely eliminate them.” Hicks said quickly: “So, I need you to complete this task for me.”

“When the matter is over, I will send you to Ferendor. At that time, maybe you still need to send me a message.”

Lance naturally had no conditions to refuse. What’s more, in the past month, he not only mastered new spells, but also practiced spirit fox sword skills very solidly, and his personal combat ability could be described as a straight line improvement.

In this case, he also wanted to use actual combat to verify whether the combat concept he had previously envisioned was successful.

“Well, I have to go to the north again. That one-hundred-eyed python is about to shed its skin again. Without my comfort, I am afraid that other creatures in this forest will suffer.” Hicks was so busy, this Once, instead of heading to the north alone, he took his animal partner Celestial Deer Tilansius.

At the same time, he suggested that Lance said: “You can let Ekins accompany you. He is a good hand in investigating; of course, he also has some simple wind spells, and he is also the nemesis of ordinary demons. It’s just that, You have to pay some price if you ask him to accompany you.”

Woodpecker immediately volunteered and said: “I can do a lot for you. The premise is that you are willing to give me half of the petrified jackal’s petrified heart.”

Lance nodded. He had seen the ability of Woodpecker Ekins before. With the help of such a good investigator and ground-headed snake, it must be faster to complete the task.

As for half of the petrified heart, Lance is a little bit hard to give up. After living in the tree worshiper’s hut for a long time, he also learned to bargain:

“Half is not enough. I am willing to give a quarter.” Lance said.

The woodpecker said angrily: “You are underestimating my worth!”

Lance replied with a smile: “I remember that there are few low-level wind spells that can cause effective damage to petrified jackals, right?”

There was a bit of a word in Eagleston. It is indeed difficult for his wind spells to cause damage to the rough-skinned petrified jackal, otherwise Hicks would not have to ask Torrance to complete this task.

At the moment he could only agree down with his head down.

…

The petrified jackal is a demonized creature with a small amount of alchemy in its bloodline. It is said to be a product produced by a famous alchemist in Ferendor many years ago by forcibly reconciling the artificial bloodline. It’s just that the alchemist wanted to concoct a demonized creature that can petrify the enemy, but it turned out to be very depressed—the petrified jackal can only make his skin as hard as a rough rock, but not Turn the enemy into stone.

In other words, the enchanted creature created by the alchemist only has the ability of a level 1 spell [Rock Skin] compared to the ordinary jackal. Moreover, this spell is still a weakened version, with strong instability.

Such creatures naturally had no witchcraft value and were quickly abandoned by the alchemist. But unexpectedly, this petrified jackal’s survivability and reproductive ability are very strong, and soon these guys spread in the forest outside Ferendor and become stubborn pieces in the forest. Of cancer.

As a result, every guardian must regularly clean up the petrified wolves within his protection area to prevent this group from growing, harming other rare creatures or wasting more resources.

According to the information obtained from Ekins, Lance knew that the petrified jackal was not under the protection of rock skin all the time.

The number of times these monsters can activate rock skins per day is limited, and even if the rock skins are activated, there are several places that cannot be covered.

“No matter what biological species the caster is, in the process of using the rock skin spell, it is impossible for them to turn their eyes into rock. Otherwise, wouldn’t they turn themselves into blind?”

In the forest, Ekins rested on Lance’s shoulders safely, and said while pointing the way forward.

“In other words, after they enter the fighting state, there are still flaws?” Lance asked casually: “Their eyes are the weakness.”

Ekins nodded, then shook his head again and said, “Although everyone knows this, these guys are still very difficult to deal with. Because these disgusting creatures have very small eyes, a little smaller than ordinary jackals, thinking It is very difficult to attack this vital point. It is the same even if you use spells.”

Lance nodded thoughtfully, and did not continue questioning.

“Are the eyes small?” A smile flashed in Lance’s heart. He was not afraid of how small the other party’s key was. As long as the key was there, there would be no place where Hawkeye could not lock it!

Although he has not yet met with the other party, Lance has a hunch in his heart that these petrified wolves are already in his bag.

…

In the green grass, Lance gently separated a wave of weeds, and some scattered animal feces appeared in his eyes.

Ekins flew down, closed his wings and walked around the dung, and concluded: “The dung left this morning should be an adult petrified jackal. It hasn’t gone far yet.”

Lance nodded, finding the dung of petrified jackals here means that this place has entered the place of activity of these demonized creatures.

These cunning creatures are very good at detecting the strength of the enemy through their sense of smell. For example, a powerful second-level wizard like Hicks, even if he is a tree worshiper who is good at restraining his breath, he can easily expose his identity from a distance. So that these petrified jackals quickly escape. Therefore, he can only gain something if he suddenly dispatches at night, but in this way things will become very troublesome.

But Lance is different. In the eyes of the petrified jackal, he does not exude a more powerful magical aura-in fact, it is true. Compared with Hicks, Lance is just a junior apprentice, and he has magical powers. Very low. Inferior intelligent creatures like petrified jackals usually follow the simple rule of judging their strength by magic, and they certainly won’t be afraid of Lance…

“Maybe, not only will you not be afraid, but will lie in ambush in secret and attack me.” Lance thought in his heart.

“Fox, in this woods, if I don’t open Hawkeye, what is your detection range?”

The fox replied: “It is very low. The terrain of this forest is very complicated. According to your current physical fitness, the owner, even if I have obtained most of the permissions, it is difficult to observe potential enemies in time.”

Lance pondered for a moment, and a plan gradually formed in his mind. He asked Ekins, “Apart from the petrified jackal, are there any other powerful demonized creatures around here?”

The woodpecker shook his head: “No. Petrified jackals are very territorial creatures. If they live nearby, there will be no other demonized creatures. At most they are some brutal beasts, but they are certainly not petrified jackals. Our opponents.”

Lance nodded and said: “Okay. I need you to fly higher and use your vision to inform me.”

Ekins asked strangely: “Are you going to stand here and wait foolishly for the petrified jackals to come?”

Lance shook his head, he stretched out his left hand, and then used magical guidance to gather the magic factor at his fingertips.

He took out the knife with his right hand and lightly cut a knife on the belly of his finger.

Two drops of magical blood dripped down.

Lance quickly took out a small bottle and wiped the mixed liquid on the wound. What surprised Ekins happened, the wound just cut by the knife healed in the blink of an eye.

“This is… what is this?” the woodpecker asked curiously.

Lance chuckled: “When Tilansius treated me that day, I thought it was a pity that so many magical healing fluids were used up, so I secretly collected a vial from myself when you were not paying attention. Use later.”

Ekins was silent.

Lance spread out his hands helplessly: “However, the sequelae are still obvious. It wasn’t until the first two days that the wound on my left arm elbow was completely complete. The rest of the liquid bran had healed a long time ago. ”

“These two drops of blood containing magic factors are enough to attract nearby petrified jackals. No matter what magic creatures, the pursuit of magic factors is always fanatical.” Lance said affirmatively: “Plus they can sense. It seems that I am only a junior apprentice, and theoretically it can’t pose too much threat to them… so they will definitely appear.”

Ekins nodded, quickly fluttered his wings, flew to the heights of the woods, and began investigating the nearby situation.

Lance did not stay where he was. Although he mastered the Billig rotation field, facing a group of petrified wolves, the pressure was still great.

He pulled up the blood-stained grass, then climbed up the branch, and put the grass beside him. He sat there quietly, waiting for the monsters to appear.

“The two drops of blood contained 2 points of magic power. I only had 34 points in total, and now I have 32 points. And the number of petrified jackals is significantly higher. It seems that you can’t just use spells to wipe out these monsters. “Lance thought for a while, and still took out the quiver and shortbow.

The magic is not enough, it is always a pain in Lance’s heart.

He sat there, breathing calmly. About five minutes later, the woodpecker, who had been observing the situation at high altitude, suddenly descended and said hurriedly:

“Lance, I see the grass on the east side has been shaking. It is estimated that three to five petrified jackals are approaching!”

Lance stood up, took the short bow, struck the arrow, and said calmly:

“Good job.”

The strange cross star in his eyes flashed by, and the eagle eye opened instantly.