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Chapter 103 Magic Machine Gun

"Waaaaah————"

The airship was not slow, and as soon as it came out, a biting cold wind hit us, as if we had fallen into an ice cellar.

Instead of feeling cold, Weilin felt a sense of exhilaration.

His powerful Blood Soul Body Tempering technique allows him to adapt to all kinds of harsh environments.

Once aboard the airship, Vilin stood still and gently activated the [Etheric Armor]. A layer of crimson magic shield condensed on his body, resisting the onslaught of the gale, while the crimson light it emitted could also serve as a light source.

[Moon Shadow Vision] was activated, and the surrounding darkness was rapidly diluted.

Looking around, Verin saw a considerable number of dark monsters flying in the air beneath the dark sky.

The largest monsters have wingspans of over ten meters, while the smaller ones have wingspans of two or three meters.

Smaller birds generally don't dare to fly too high in the sky.

Although monsters mostly absorb magical energy, they also need to eat.

Small flying monsters that dare to venture into higher altitudes are simply feeding the larger flying monsters.

Verin examined each of the various monsters and matched them with the types of birds in his mind.

A moment later, Verin's gaze fell on the rear of the airship.

At this moment, hundreds of flying monsters that looked like vultures had gathered behind the airship.

Mos Bird

A type of flying monster that excels at group movement within the 【Crimson Moon Ancient Abyss Plane】.

They have blood-red, fiery eyes and can unleash "fiery beam" magic to attack enemies, but its power is only average.

Their preferred method is close-range claw attacks and pecking and biting.

If a Mossbird gets close, a single peck can tear off a large chunk of flesh from a wizard apprentice's body.

At this moment, a large number of Mosbirds, their pupils burning with flames, stared intently at Verin, their attention drawn to the scent of flesh and blood.

If it were any other intermediate wizard apprentices, they would likely find it difficult to cope with so many monsters and would have to flee back to their cabins.

Verin's gaze swept over the hundreds of fierce and eager Mossbirds, his expression remaining calm and composed.

Verin muttered a spell, and soon he threw a writhing, blood-red magic ball onto the airship.

Splash!

A bloody tentacle, as thick as a bowl and over three meters long, rapidly grew out.

Verin followed the same method, gradually releasing bloody tentacles.

Before long, more than a dozen bloody tentacles grew around him.

Then Verin's gaze fell on his right arm.

Six small, bloody tentacles, each about the thickness of a thumb and a foot long, grew out of his forearm.

As Vilin chanted the incantation faster.

Then these bloody tentacles began to bridge each other and intertwine.

However, the further along the way, the slower the tentacles become intertwined and merge with each other.

A hint of seriousness appeared on Vilin's face.

It is clear that fusing these tentacles at the magical level is quite difficult.

Before long, the crimson light in Vilin's eyes surged, and the incantation he uttered became increasingly profound and solemn, with waves of magical energy echoing around him.

hum!

The six bloody tentacles merged completely into one, wrapping around Velin's arm to form a tentacle ring.

"call!"

Seeing this, Weilin let out a soft breath, a hint of relief appearing on his face.

"Although it is quite difficult to condense this tentacle casting ring, once it is condensed, the casting efficiency will increase dramatically."

"I couldn't condense it when I was at level 5, and now that I've advanced to level 6, I can barely condense it."

"I need to practice more in the future, and try to be able to quickly gather my energy so that I can deal with many unexpected situations."

After examining the spellcasting ring on his arm for a moment, Verin slowly raised his head.

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

After a long chase, the Mossbirds could no longer contain themselves and let out sharp cries.

This is their call to attack.

A large number of Mossbirds flapped their wings violently, creating a whirlwind, and charged towards Valin.

The bloody tentacles, which had been waiting for a long time, twisted their tentacle bodies and lashed out fiercely at the charging Mossbirds.

Bang bang bang!

Click click—

Click click—

The Mossbirds at the forefront were whipped about by the bloody tentacles, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, and many had their bones broken.

Vellin's bloody tentacles are also extremely powerful.

As it was whipped, the bloody tentacles continued to suck the blood of the Mosbirds, growing stronger with each blow.

Bang bang bang————

The bloody tentacles lashed out at high speed as the body twisted and thrashed.

Like a towering, tentacle-like wall, it firmly kept the Mosbirds out.

The thick stench of blood filled the sky, driving the Mossbirds even more mad. They charged at Valin relentlessly with their high-pitched cries.

Meanwhile, the intermediate-level Mosbirds also joined the battle.

More and more Mossbirds flocked in, and the sky above the Flame Wizard's airship was almost completely filled with them.

The battle gradually intensified.

Despite the frantic lashing of numerous bloody tentacles, it could not stop the increasing onslaught of the Mosbirds.

The tentacle wall protecting them was about to collapse.

Velin slowly raised his right hand.

Magical energy flowed in, and the spell rings quickly lit up.

next moment!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The densely packed tentacles of blood arrows erupted instantly to their maximum intensity.

The tentacle-shaped blood arrows swept towards the surrounding demonic corpse birds like a crimson torrent.

Each tentacle-like blood arrow could easily pierce through the bodies of the Mosbirds, tearing their flesh and bones apart.

The demon birds were so densely packed that sometimes a single tentacle blood arrow could pierce through four or five of them.

Magic Machine Gun!

This is why Valin chose the Tentacle Blood Arrow build.

At this moment, the "Spell Machine Gun," with its core spell-casting tentacle rings and tentacle blood arrow flow mode, transformed into a cold torrent of death, sweeping away the besieging Mossbirds.

A dozen seconds later.

The overwhelming attack was gone, replaced by a large number of Moss Bird corpses lying on the airships.

The Mossbirds, though not dead, were wailing in agony as bloody tentacles began to emerge from around them, eventually reaping their lives.

Blood pooled together and flowed in streams along both sides of the airship.

The few injured but not dead Mossbirds let out terrifying screams and scrambled to escape the airship's range.

That terrifying blood-red magical storm robbed them of all the courage to fight.

And Verin had no intention of letting them go either.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—

A few slow shots easily took down the Mossbirds that were trying to fly away.

After looking around and confirming that there would be no large-scale attack in the near future.

Vilin looked down at the spellcasting ring on his wrist, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"The overall structure and theory of the spellcasting ring are entirely feasible."

"There are still many details that need further polishing and adjustment."

"Firstly, regarding the supply of magical energy, increasing the mobilization of magical energy will yield better results."

"There seems to be too much blood available; the blood supply could be reduced."

"The connections between the various parts of the tentacle ring are not yet smooth enough; they need to—"

He summarized the experience from the battle and the operating status of the spellcasting ring.

Weilin quickly devised countermeasures and optimization plans.

Inside the cabin, many wizards who had been observing the battle outside through reconnaissance methods now wore expressions of horror.

If we let those overwhelming swarms of Moss birds come, we'll probably have a hard time dealing with them.

But the wizard Valin not only resolved the situation easily, but the dense burst of magical techniques he displayed clearly indicated that a new school of thought had been established.

Not only has the style been established, but the power of the blood arrows also looks quite formidable.

"this----"

Kane Morred, who was observing the battle in Valin, had his pupils contract sharply and his expression became unusually solemn.

"This Vilin has actually mastered a different school of magic!"

"He's just a level six bronze-tier wizard. Although it's possible he acquired a silver-tier abbreviation, it's just speculation."

"But no matter what, at best he's just a wizard with a silver-based origin, how could he—"

How dare you claim to have mastered a school of magic like me?

As he pondered, Kane Morred's face gradually darkened and turned ugly.

He, a golden-tier genius of the Holy Ship, is a chosen one, a rising star valued by many high-ranking wizards.

With the abundant resources nurtured by the tower, he has now advanced to a high level and is a level 7 wizard apprentice.

What right does that little silver alchemist have to sit at the same table as him?

"When Vilin first entered the Land of Magic Runes, he had only been promoted to level two for a short time, but when he came out, he had become a level three apprentice."

"The Golden Spring is most likely related to him; this guy stole the Golden Spring that rightfully belonged to me."

"It is probably because of that Golden Spring that he was able to achieve such success."

With this thought in mind, Kane Morred harbored even greater resentment.

Firegna, the Ringfire Wizard who had been observing the entire battle of Valin, also showed a hint of surprise on his face.

It's already quite an achievement for an ordinary wizard to master even one school of thought.

At this point, not only did Verin display two schools of thought, but both of them were quite remarkable.

"Not bad, not bad!"

The more the Flame Wizard Firegner recalled the storm of spells that had just erupted from Verin, the more he admired it.

"Vellin has a bright future ahead of him; it seems we should invest more in this guy."

"Now my valuable training resources are finally secured."

At this moment, Vilin was completely absorbed in optimizing and adjusting the machine gun spell, and naturally had no idea about the various reactions inside the airship.

Several hours later.

Vilin slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flickering in them.

"All aspects have been adjusted well, so the effect should be even better now."

He then looked behind the airship.

At this moment, a dark swarm of blood bats stared menacingly at the airship and the Vellin stationed on it.

His gaze swept over the group of blood bats.

"There are quite a few monsters in this other dimension."

"I'll use you guys as practice subjects."

"Vilin murmured softly."

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