Fashen live room

Chapter 143 The Tin Man

On the western campus of the Academy of Mannheim there is a grove full of lime trees.

In this midsummer season, the large linden trees are in full bloom, lush and lush, like a canopy. It is very pleasant to take a nap under the shade of the trees at noon, but at night, the trees that are full of the forest It is always a bit gloomy to look at, and at first glance it seems to be ghostly shadows.

"The harsh wind blows over the feet, and the will of Tuoba Jinghan..."

There seemed to be a faint sound coming from the forest, and it was even more strange to hear. If one entered it, it might scare the timid to faint.

I saw a white figure shuttle back and forth quickly in the fragmented and sporadic moonlight divided by the occupation of the linden tree.

There are ghosts!
Fortunately, there is no one around, otherwise I am afraid that I will shout like this.

But after the figure stopped, it was discovered that it was not a ghost, but just a person.

It's Norman.

After he got the new three spells today, he was so itchy that he started experimenting that night.It's just that after the mage assessment, he still cared a little about his special way of casting spells, and he didn't want to show it to others unless necessary, so he wandered around the campus after dinner, and finally got into this area to watch. Then let people feel the gloomy woods to experiment.

And what he was experimenting with just now was oiling the soles of his feet.

Norman's body is not completely recovered now, his strength feels like it has only recovered to one-third of what it was before the injury, and his legs are not very strong, but after he blessed the soles of his feet just now, he ran very fast. I feel as light as a swallow.In terms of speed alone, it was actually faster than when he was in good health!
"good stuff……"

Norman muttered to himself, and had already made this level 1 spell, foot oiling, one of his core spells at this stage.

Once this spell is blessed, combined with his good physical fitness, maybe even some spells cast by mages, such as ice dagger, can be avoided!
At that time, use this speed to get close to those mages, so that they don't have the opportunity to chant spells, and fight directly with their bodies.

With such an unexpected melee mage routine, he might be able to defeat a mage with stronger spellcasting ability...

Just as Norman was thinking about it, he suddenly had a sense of spirituality, subconsciously looked up and saw a person approaching slowly in front of him.

This guy's whole body was covered with armor, and he wore a certain helmet on his head. He was like a tin man, holding a stick with both hands, and it was a bit scary to look at under the moonlight of the fragmented jungle.

In addition to the Tin Woodman in front of him, Norman found that there were also such Tin Woodmen on the left, right and rear of him. Looking around, there were as many as eight Tin Woodmen in total, and each Tin Woodman was holding a big stick. .

What the hell are these?

Norman was puzzled by these guys in strange costumes, but it did not prevent him from judging the malicious intent of these tin men—they were dressed like this and held sticks, obviously not here to give him a massage.

Judging by the situation, it's almost as if he wants to tear him down.

Norman was assassinated by Leopold, and experienced a near-death experience in the ether labyrinth. Now his ability to respond to crises is quite fast. As soon as he noticed something was wrong, he immediately rushed to his left without thinking. !

He still has the soles of his feet to be blessed, and his movements are extremely fast, and these guys who suddenly appeared are not strong, but they insist on wearing this set of armor, which makes their movements not agile, but the opponents occupy the number of people after all. advantage.

Norman saw that he was about to run out from the gap between the two tin men on the left, but the sticks of the two men on the side had already been struck head-on, fiercely.

Norman thought about it for a while, and visually judged that even if he tried his best to get injured, he would only be stopped by these two powerful sticks. Not only could he not rush out, but he would be injured more and more. Turning his footsteps, he passed in front of the two people, turned around and returned to his original position, and the two people's sticks also hit the ground, making two muffled noises, breaking a piece of soil.

Missing this opportunity, the Tin Woodmen went one step further, making the circle tighter and the gap between them narrower.

Norman couldn't get out just now, and he couldn't get out now.

The unexpected situation caused the earth mages watching his live broadcast to become noisy immediately, and Norman ignored it, thinking about countermeasures by himself.

At the first moment, he thought of using spells to deal with the crisis in front of him, and after he had this idea, he finally knew why the first page of the "Mage Handbook" sent to him by the church read "Mage The greatest strength lies in wisdom, not strength."

Because the mage has too many spells, he, a guy who has just learned spells for less than two days, has a bunch of spells in his head: adhesion, silent door, ice dagger, secret seal, foot oil...

He wants to choose the most suitable item from among them, which really requires wisdom.

Adhesion?It's useless.

Silent portal?hehe.

Frost dagger?No, the Ice Dagger uses sharp ice flakes to kill enemies, and the opponents are all wearing armor, so the Ice Dagger has no effect on them at all.

……

There is another advantage of being strong in mental strength, that is, the brain turns very fast.

In just a blink of an eye, Norman found the most suitable option so far.

Just try this one!

After making the decision, Norman immediately recited the spell, and one of the tin woodmen spoke after seeing this scene.

This is also the first time these tin men have spoken since they appeared.

"Give up resistance, your ice dagger can't penetrate our armor at all!"

Obviously, the other party came prepared, and the Knights Templar even guessed who the other party was, and urgently provided the information to Norman, hoping to help him.

"The other party is most likely the mage you threatened with the ice dagger that night at the freshman gathering, that green-haired male student!"

This is not difficult to deduce: Norman had no grudges in Mannheim, and the only time he had a feud with anyone was the night of the freshman assembly.And the other party wore such a strange armor, obviously very afraid of Norman's ice dagger, so the green-haired student mage was more in line.

At the same time, the number of people watching Norman's live broadcast is also rising.

Every time Norman casts a spell, there are a lot of people watching the live broadcast, and it was the same just now, reaching a new peak of nine thousand and eight.But now seeing Norman being attacked suddenly, the old viewers don't leave, and new viewers keep coming in, the number of people is even more, breaking through [-] for the first time, the barrage is also bursting, everyone is talking densely, there are tricks, there are Those who shouted for support, and those who took the opportunity to ask for marriage, the nature of people on earth who don't take too much trouble when watching the excitement is vividly displayed.

As everyone's focus, Norman was about to finish reciting the spell with his rap skills, but suddenly the spell stopped.

A tin man behind him on the right suddenly said, "Come on!"

The other tin woodmen were refreshed when they heard this.

According to the agreement, this slogan means that "Alan" has been hit by the panic spell, and they can safely and boldly rush up to beat this guy up!

"Come on!"

The other Tin Woodmen also shouted for victory, and ran towards Norman Sayazi with all their might.

All those who attempt to challenge the order of the academy must be severely punished, as an example to others!

(End of this chapter)