hooklinebooks Chapter 64 Bigger, Stronger, and Better Fireball
Chapter 64 Bigger, Stronger, and Better Fireball
Chapter 64 Bigger, Stronger, and Better Fireball
"What? Are you going to make a move?"
Milan, who was standing nearby, felt an urge to join in when she saw the pile of monsters below.
Because of the prey in the cage, the goblins lingering around it were drooling with desire, and they gathered together but dared not actually pounce on it.
At this height and with this number, it would be perfect to wipe them all out with a single Explosive Flame spell. That would be so satisfying!
"Let's observe further." Rhodes shook his head.
As the two were talking, heavy footsteps came from below.
clattering—
Rod and Milan exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked down and saw a massive figure enter the barn.
The monster was unusually large, almost three or four times the size of the goblins around it. Its naked torso was covered in bulging muscles and strange red growths on its skin.
It was waving its thick arms and uttering incoherent roars, seemingly giving orders to the low-level monsters surrounding it.
"What is it saying?" Rod asked Milan.
"You're asking me?" Milan turned and looked at him like he was an idiot. "How would I know?"
"Aren't you a mage?" Rhodes was even more confused. "Don't you know any spells like those that speak languages?"
Milan paused for a moment, "Even with magic, these low-level monsters would have a hard time understanding me—"
"You won't regret giving it a try."
Hearing Rod's words, Milan scratched his head helplessly, then took out the magic book he always carried with him.
"Let me see what the spell is again—"
"You learned this on the spot?" Rhodes was stunned.
"I don't care about raising any monsters, so I don't usually need this," Milan complained as she flipped through the pages. "It's good enough that I haven't forgotten everything."
Milan finally turned to that page, pointed to the incantation with her finger, took out a pinch of salt from her pocket as a casting material, and then began to chant it haltingly.
She chanted a broken incantation in a low voice, and the gem at the top of her staff glowed with a faint purple light, enveloping her.
The spells she learned on the spot didn't go smoothly, and Milan frowned, her expression somewhat strange.
"What's wrong?" Rhodes looked at her curiously. "Did you fail?"
"No, it's just—" Milan glanced at him sarcastically, "most of it is meaningless swearing."
"Of course, there is still some useful information," Milan said seriously before Rod could speak. "That big guy is giving orders to leave some goblins behind to continue searching for people hiding in the village."
"Then it will personally escort the prey it has caught, and the villagers on the cart will soon be transported back to the lair."
She rubbed her ears, listening carefully to the rough, strange cries and roars.
"Hmm—and also warned them not to attack their prey while I'm not around. The main reason I scolded them was because this would disrupt the adults' experiments—hmm? The experiments?" Milan's eyes narrowed upon hearing this.
I thought that the black magician who was researching forbidden things would be hard to find, but I didn't expect to have already found a clue about him.
Unfortunately, Hero is right there beside me, and judging from his curious expression, he's not easy to fool.
"and then?"
Seeing Rod nudging his arm, waiting for her to continue, Milan snapped out of her reverie and shrugged. "That's all."
"Really gone?"
"This guy's intelligence is only slightly higher than theirs; it's already good enough that he can explain these things," Milan said, raising an eyebrow when she saw Rhodes' disbelief. "If you don't believe me, shall we capture him and torture him severely later?"
"Okay." Rhodes nodded.
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Could it be that Hero actually has some kind of unique fetish?
The thought of him curiously handling the corpse gave Milan a headache.
According to the rules of the Arcane Society, such behavior suspected of being related to dark magic should be severely punished.
Milan's gaze fell on the ranger beside her, and thinking of the help he had given her along the way, she sighed inwardly.
Forget it, let him play. He's not a mage, what kind of trouble can he cause from a corpse?
Rod had also observed the defensive positions around the barn, and lowered his voice to say the plan, "When I show myself, I'll try to distract them and lead them east of the village."
"You stay here and wait for the right opportunity to move the villagers inside the wooden cages."
Considering that the opponent had hostages, Rhodes decided to leverage the Ranger's strengths, maintaining distance to slowly wear them down and fight steadily.
This pulling and restraining tactic can ensure the safety of the hostages to the greatest extent and avoid getting into trouble.
"Stop with all this stalling and attrition stuff, it's such a pain." Milan slammed the spellbook shut and stuffed it back into her pocket.
"If we're going to save lives, we should use the most efficient methods to eliminate them."
"Dawdling around will only put them in danger, and besides these people, there are definitely other survivors in the monsters' lair waiting for us to rescue them."
She flexed her wrists, held her staff upright in front of her, took out a bag of spellcasting materials that smelled slightly of sulfur, and lightly touched the gem with her fingertip.
"You just focus on saving people, leave the rest to me."
Rhodes looked at her questioningly. "Are you sure?"
"Of course, although I am not as experienced as you in combat," Milan said confidently, "as a mage, I have profound and sophisticated tactical thinking, which is something that a mere ranger like you can't compare to."
Before Rhodes could answer, she began to sing.
The purple gem at the top of the staff began to emit a dazzling light.
The surrounding air instantly became scorching hot, and the originally cool breeze now carried a burning temperature.
Rod watched as the dry straw on the barn roof began to curl slightly, and tiny sparks appeared out of thin air.
He could sense that Milan was gathering an extremely terrifying magic.
Knowing that he and Milan could no longer hide their secrets, he silently stopped the flow of magic to the Ring of Nature and quietly moved further away.
Soon, a fireball even larger than the one used against the goblin leader appeared in mid-air, radiating intense heat.
"So after all that, it's just a fireball spell, isn't it?"
Rhodes looked up slightly and couldn't help but retort, "Is this the plan you came up with with your profound and ingenious tactical thinking?"
"It's a bigger, stronger, and better fireball," Milan corrected. "It's completely different from the last one."
"You wouldn't happen to only know this one attack spell, would you?" Rhodes asked her expressionlessly, his eyes sharpening.
"I also know the Explosive Flame spell," Milan corrected. "Otherwise, I would have just blown it up like last time to avoid hurting the villagers."
Are you Emperor Yan?
"So, you only know fire magic?" Rhodes unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead. Whether it was from the heat or something else, he felt a little uneasy standing up.
"That's not quite right—the main thing is that fire magic deals high damage, is easy to use, has fast casting speed and great power, and can deal with most enemies," Milan explained earnestly.
"Then why not consider using other types of attack spells?" Rhodes asked.
"Other attack spells are not commonly used, and I've forgotten most of them after graduation, so they're not easy to use either—" Milan muttered to herself, raising an eyebrow as she saw Rhodes looking at her as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Don't look at me like that.
"You're not a mage, so you might not understand," Milan said seriously. "It's not about learning as many spells as possible; you still have to use what you're good at."
She then frankly stated her opinion: "Besides, while fireballs can't solve everything, they can solve most problems, so isn't that enough?"
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