this infinite world

Chu Hao is an arcane master.

Unlike the mages in DND who need the help of magic web to cast spells and have a limit on the number of spells they can cast per day, the arcanist enhancement that Chu Hao exchanged uses his own arcane energy to cast spells, and as long as his magic power is not exhausted, he can use spells almost infinitely.

After learning that he would have to fight with other reincarnation teams in the next mission world, Chu Hao made good preparations in the main god space. He not only systematically studied all the exchangeable spell systems, but also spent a lot of reward points to carefully construct his own spell sequence. From the transformation system to the energy system, from single spells to group spells, from strategic spells to auxiliary spells, they were all included.

And the most important thing to use now is this spell...

"Heavy fog technique!"

Although he was holding the shining elven sword just a moment ago and bravely rushing forward like a warrior, Chu Hao's starting move was not to add some buffs to himself and then go up to fight like Gandalf did, but to cast a brand new spell. A thick gray-white mist like liquid gushed out from his palm, growing when it met the wind, spreading rapidly like a living thing, and in a blink of an eye, it enveloped an area of ​​hundreds of square meters...

Fourth-level spell, heavy fog!

Create a thick fog in the area, blocking the vision of everyone in the area and greatly reducing their speed!

"Despicable humans!"

Seeing Chu Hao's unexpected move, even the blasphemer Azog, who was in a killing state, could not help but get furious. After all, he never expected that Chu Hao, who was shouting "face me" just a moment ago, would be so unethical and start with this kind of interference magic.

But unlike the other orcs who were blinded and in a panic, how could the power of a fourth-level warrior be limited by ordinary fourth-ring spells? Azog's scarlet vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and the blood-red Dou Yuan surging around him violently swelled like boiling magma. His broken left wrist shook violently, and a blood-red tornado was set off on the flat ground!
"Roar!"

With a deafening roar, the blood-colored tornado containing the power of the fourth order swept in all directions with overwhelming force. The gray-white mist was torn to pieces the moment it came into contact with the blood, melting away like morning dew meeting the scorching sun.

Dou Yuan! An advanced version of Dou Qi, a high-level energy at the same level as Zhen Yuan Li!

High-level energy often has a strong suppressive effect on low-level energy. Just as the blood energy of the well-trained soldiers can break most of the magic when they are in formation, at this moment, Azog completely shattered the mystery of the four-ring spell with his own strength. The blood-colored Dou Yuan surging around him was like a prehistoric beast, tearing open the shackles of magic with the most violent attitude... The fog that was originally as thick as substance was swept away in less than five seconds!
But how could Chu Hao's backhand be just like this? These five seconds of fog were the beginning of the killing game carefully designed by the Beibingzhou team!
Two arrows came flying from the back of the battlefield. The arrow at the back collided slightly with the tail of the arrow in front. The arrow in front, which was wrapped with spiral energy, drew a dazzling trajectory in the air like a rocket and went straight to the left eye of the blasphemer Azog.

At the same time, with the help of the shadow cover of "Heavy Fog", Tom, who was able to exert the full power of his bloodline, had already crossed the distance of space. As his hands flew, dozens of alchemical bombs were accurately delivered to Azog's feet along the shadow path!
"call out--!"

"boom--!"

The killer move of attacking from top to bottom was launched suddenly at the moment when the fog cleared, and the timing was just right. However, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, even the most exquisite coordination seemed pale and powerless.

"ridiculous!"

Asog raised his right arm with a grim smile, and the blood-colored Dou Yuan condensed into a vortex in his palm. The double spiral arrow that was powerful enough to pierce through a steel plate several meters thick was caught in his claws. The friction between the arrowhead and the Dou Yuan produced dazzling sparks, but it could not penetrate even a little bit... At the same time, Asog stomped his right foot on the ground, and under the influence of the subtle force, the ground within a radius of ten meters rolled up like a huge wave!

The alchemical bomb that Tom had carefully placed had not yet fully exploded before it was completely blocked by the sudden "ground wall". The shock wave of the explosion could only roar in vain outside the twisted rock formation, and even the clothes on Azog's body could not be lifted at all... "You want to kill me just like this?"

The pale orc's eyes flashed with cruel pleasure, and he clenched his five fingers, and the still struggling arrow was immediately crushed into powder. He didn't even need to look back, he could sense Chu Hao coming from behind him with the elven sword raised.

At this moment, the elven sword in Chu Hao's hand was glowing with white light, and the ancient elven runes on the sword were flowing endlessly as if awakening. This legendary weapon, which was from the same source as Gandalf's "Enemy Sword", was carefully crafted by ancient elven craftsmen to fight against the forces of darkness, and it had a natural restraint on orcs.

Restraint is greater than heaven, special attack day immortal, even if it is as strong as Asoge, if it is cut by this sword, it will suffer heavy damage. However... Chu Hao's speed is too slow!
Azog turned around suddenly, swung his arm with a fierce smile, and the blood-colored Dou Yuan wrapped around his body instantly condensed into a ferocious blood python, tearing through the air at a speed beyond the visual limit and arriving first -

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of human bones breaking could be heard clearly. Chu Hao, who was slashing with the sword, didn't even have time to react before he was cut in half by the blood python formed by Dou Yuan! The elf sword fell to the ground, and the white light on the sword flickered in the dust, like the fire of life that had not yet been extinguished by its owner...

At this moment, Chu Hao's upper body still maintained the posture of holding the sword, but it was completely separated from the lower body. This was the killing art that the blasphemer loved the most. He looked at this mysterious wizard with joy, and in his mind he was already thinking whether to eat his body alive in the future to obtain the power and wisdom in it...

Then, Azog was surprised to find that Chu Hao, who was cut in half, became illusory for a moment, and disappeared like a bubble into the air, leaving only the elven sword that no longer emitted light...

Sixth-level spell, illusion!

Before Azog's brain, which was filled with murderous intent, anger and hatred, could react, a burst of blazing light came from behind him. When he turned around suddenly, he saw a scorching "sun"... A huge fireball with a diameter of nearly three meters, emitting high temperatures that distorted the air, was smashing towards him!
Fireball!
This was the spell Chu Hao was best at, and the one he practiced the most. At this moment, when he exerted all his strength, the already extremely violent fire element was further compressed, and the five fireballs on weekdays were transformed into a super fireball.

As the orange flame gradually turned into a blinding incandescence, the surrounding orcs let out a shrill wail. This race's inherent fear of light made them suffer in front of this artificial sun. Even Azog had to squint his one eye, and his blood-colored Dou Yuan was boiling like boiling water under the strong light...

"Nian Xikong!"

Chu Hao's forehead veins bulged as he tried his best to control the fireball in his hand, and he poured all his remaining magic power into this attack. The moment the incandescent fireball flew out of his hand, he let out a resolute cry in his mind chain, and blew the horn of attack!
Success or failure depends on this one move!
——Then, the sound of the horn suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment, Chu Hao saw an extremely terrifying scene. That was his fireball spell that was powerful enough to melt gold and break jade, and which he thought was no less powerful than the eighth-level spell Yangyan Explosion, but was blocked by Azog with one hand. The blood-colored Dou Yuan condensed into a vortex in the palm of the pale orc, and the violent fire element was like waves hitting a reef, splashing in vain...

...even, easily and without any harm.

"That's it?"

A mocking light flashed in Asog's one eye. He slowly closed his five fingers, and the incandescent fireball was crushed bit by bit like fragile bubbles. At the same time, a mocking word rang out...

"I really overestimate you, wizard." (End of this chapter)