Werewolf wizard.

Chapter 47: One-Star Bloodline Warlock

Before Bloom could react and was about to dodge and talk to Sunan, suddenly, an invisible blade like the wind cut through his armor, neck and his head.

The head of the werewolf veteran Blom flew into the air.

The wolves were angry and howled loudly.

Blom's eyes widened. He saw his own back, because at this moment his head was separated from his body, drew a line in the air, and fell to the grass.

His head was chopped off the first moment the cultist used his spell-like ability.

At this time, the Bulgar cultist looked at the werewolf messengers and the super werewolf messenger Wolf Two around him. He raised the Bulgar wooden-handled battle axe with countless tiny wind blades in his hand, ready to attack Wolf Two in the same way, "Let's start by killing all of you... the magic servants of the wizard lord."

"Speaking of which, I also have to thank that wizard lord. If it weren't for him, the blind nun wouldn't have given me such a powerful bloodline power and allowed me to become a one-star bloodline sorcerer."

"Tonight, I will break into the territory of this wizard lord."

"Long live the Supreme Order!"

He raised the Bulgar battle axe above his head and was about to swing it at Wolf Two, when suddenly the pupils of his half-blind eyes suddenly shrank and he turned his head to look to the side.

At this moment, the super werewolf warrior, whose head had been chopped off by him and who should have been completely dead, was still standing straight. He even bent down, picked up his head from the ground, and reattached it to his neck.

The blood lines on Bloom's neck healed rapidly, as if he had never been injured.

The Bulgar cultists all took half a step back in disbelief.

Sunan controlled Blom's body and said, "So that's how it is. The spells you use are derived from the power of the blood in your body. This means that you can only use a few fixed spells."

"Besides, you yourself don't understand the principles of these spells."

"I can compare you to a kind of cannon. You are loaded with cannonballs by some mysterious force, and you can choose who to shoot the cannonballs at."

"Perhaps you can be reloaded with a certain type of shell by a mysterious force once a day. Or the interval may be longer."

"From the perspective of mental strength, the one-star bloodline sorcerer you mentioned should be equivalent to a third-class wizard apprentice."

"The cost is that every time you use this ability, you get closer to blindness."

"Because this is the first time he has seen this type of attack, even though I warned him, Blom still didn't react. Your axe should be able to manipulate some kind of wind."

The Bulgar cultist swallowed his saliva and turned to look at the super werewolf warrior Blom, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

It turns out that even chopping off the werewolves' heads isn't enough to kill them?

Is this still considered a life form in the material plane?
The Bulgar cultist said solemnly: "You... why are you not dead yet? Wait a minute, you don't seem to be the werewolf just now..."

Sunan didn't answer.

If it was an ordinary werewolf, Brom would have been dead.

This is because ordinary werewolves are not immortal enough to be able to survive even after their heads are chopped off.

But the Super Werewolf has four levels of immortality.

Even if the head is chopped off, it can be quickly restored as long as it is installed back within about ten minutes.

Sunan observed the attacks of this Bulgar cultist and found that when he swung his axe, he would launch some kind of invisible slash forward.

Through intelligent computer detection, this should be some kind of wind, and the opponent's bloodline magic ability is to give him the ability to control this kind of wind.

Moreover, this should not be an ordinary wind.

First of all, the wind blade formed by this wind has strong cutting ability, and can even cut through plate armor instantly.

Secondly, a layer of frost will appear wherever this kind of wind passes.

This should be a kind of wind in that energy world, with special properties that the wind in the material plane does not have.

Sunan said, "But in this case, you are essentially just a turret. You don't even know the power you are using. You are just using tools. It's not you who is outstanding, it's the blood in your body." The Bolgar cultist was angry. "Who cares about the principle? I just want it to work. Knowing the principle is useless to me. If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

"The wind of indifference."

He swung the battle axe in his hand again and chopped at Blom's body.

But this time, Sunan predicted his action in advance, and the moment he raised his hand, he jumped away from where he was, so the cultist's attack missed.

Only one patch of grass was cut.

The Bulgar cultist was a little stunned, because he didn't expect Blom to be able to dodge the wind sickle, when he clearly couldn't dodge it before.

Sunan said to him, "How can knowing the principle be useless?"

"If you can figure out the principle, you can find a way to make your eyesight not be sealed when you use [Wind of Indifference]."

"Your bloodline ability clearly has an obvious shortcoming, but you seem to only care about using it and have never thought about eliminating this shortcoming."

"Only by knowing not only what it is, but also why it is, can we explore the ultimate mystery of magic."

As he spoke, Sunan was releasing waves of magic power into the air at a frequency of once every thirty seconds, using this method to test the body of this Bulgar cultist.

Because Sunan noticed something.

The normal mental power of this cultist was only 2.5, which was not very high. However, after he chose to release his bloodline, his mental power suddenly increased to 7, which was equivalent to that of a senior third-class wizard apprentice.

Mental power is the most important basic ability of a wizard.

If you can crack the secret and apply it to yourself, it will definitely be of great benefit to you.

Moreover, the so-called [Wind of Indifference] bloodline spell on him is also worth studying.

This guy's basic mental strength is not high, and his basic panel is not high either. The reason why he has such destructive power is that the combat power bonus coefficient brought by the [Wind of Indifference] is too high.

Sunan suddenly thought: 'It seems that every time I encounter the existence of this energy world, it will bring me some new benefits.'

'It seems that this energy world is not so unpleasant.'

Sunan dodged several attacks from the Bulgar cultist in succession. The opponent was definitely unable to hit him because he was now controlling Blom's body.

To be precise, he was working with Blom to manipulate Blom's super werewolf body.

He was responsible for controlling Bloom's legs and focusing on dodging his opponent's attacks, while Bloom himself controlled his hands.

This kind of division of labor is a special ability that Sunan possesses after he sublimated the werewolf leader into a super werewolf leader.

Blom took time out of his busy schedule to thank Sunan: "Thank you, Lord Sunan. If you hadn't remotely controlled my body in time and helped me put my head back, I would be dead now."

Sunan said: "This is a small matter. Blom, now it's your turn to control your legs, and I will control your hands."

The Super Werewolf Leader is a magic potion created by the intelligent brain specifically for controlling wolf packs. After the second sublimation, it can do more than just more precise distributed control.

For example, temporarily transferring his sacrificial hand to Brom's body through magic connection.

For example, the magic power of more than twenty werewolves around can be concentrated on one werewolf in a short period of time to maximize the combat effectiveness.

The wolf pack is always united.

A werewolf never fights alone.

The Bulgar cultist found that all his attacks were in vain, and he became even more crazy. He held the battle axe in both hands and swung it continuously in the air. "Damn it."

“I can’t hit it. I can’t hit it. I can never hit it. Damn it. Why can’t I hit it all of a sudden? Aaaaah!”

(End of this chapter)