Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 116 Call it and see if it responds.

What does a mental strength of 80 Nian mean?

On the [Task Related] section of the Magic Network, a level 60 Spirit can crush everything with invincibility, start a gold farming group to make money and carry others.

In the forum, 60 is at the very top of the food chain, a dominant force.

The three of them had compared their Nen values.

The score is 41 for Overlord Fist, 43 for Remnant Star, and 44 for Green Wolf.

The Overlord Fist primarily focuses on physical strength, so it's normal for their mental power to be a bit lower.

Among the three, he should be ranked first in terms of combat strength.

Even so, none of the three of them reached the level of 50 recitations.

As for the 80th recitation?

The three had only been kidnapped a few days ago, and so far, no related rumors had been heard.

Of course, they prefer to believe that such a person doesn't exist at all.

Compared to the three's surprise, Ronan's expression was somewhat indescribable.

So, 80 recitations can solve it?

It's no big deal.

He quietly put the crystal ball, which showed a value of 95, back into his storage bag.

His complexion returned to normal instantly.

Reihart noticed this change in him and asked with interest, "You don't seem very surprised?"

"Captain, I've only summoned one skeleton so far. Let's deal with the rest when we encounter problems."

Ronan said casually, silently adding to himself:

If there really is a problem—

"Thinking that way is fine too."

Lehart assumed that Ronan was so relaxed because he felt he couldn't reach the limit yet. He never considered that Ronan himself didn't have such a thing as a "limit."

The team continued onward.

After understanding Lehart's intention, the team slowed down their pace.

The three teammates even subtly shifted their objective from "completing the mission at the entrance to the Necropolis" to finding summonable resources and then leading a massive army of skeletons to attack the Necropolis.

However, after the team searched for a long time and only found one Corrosive Hound, this idea was abandoned.

Forget about a huge number of them; with this distribution, it would be good if each member of the team got one.

"Don't move! This thing has a very long sensing range and is incredibly fast. It'll escape if you're not careful—"

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Ba Quan cautiously reminded him halfway through when he suddenly noticed that the Corrosive Hound was charging towards him.

His face lit up with joy, and he shouted, "Look, it's coming towards me! This one is mine!"

He excitedly pointed at the approaching corrosive hounds and loudly proclaimed his ownership.

Ronan already had the Ghoul Skeleton, so he wouldn't try to steal his teammate's summoning resources.

So he stayed where he was and began to study his ghoul skeleton.

But his two teammates weren't as calm as he was.

After searching for a long time, everyone already knew:

Although there are summonable resources in this area, the area is extremely vast, and they are not the only team searching here. It is extremely rare to encounter usable resources.

"Why does it look like it's charging straight at me?"

Remnant Star stood to the side, a half-smile on his face, as he prepared to unleash his magic.

"You think it's yours just because you say so?"

The green-haired man with a sinister grin stepped forward, his tone full of provocation, "Call it and see if it answers."

Seeing that both teammates intended to take it from him, Baquan immediately objected.

He exerted force with his feet in an instant, and his whole body rushed towards the corrosive hound like an arrow released from a bow.

In the blink of an eye, they were ahead of two teammates and faced off against the Corrosive Hounds.

Ba Quan used some kind of secret technique; his hands were surrounded by a faint blue light, and his fists left blue trails in the air as he swung them.

Just as he was about to punch the Corrosive Hound's head, a ghostly green magical attack appeared from behind him, heading straight for the back of the Fist Master's head.

Ba Quan's hair stood on end instantly. Without time to think, his body veered to the side, barely dodging the attack.

The eerie green attack followed its momentum and struck a large rock not far away.

In an instant, plumes of black smoke rose from the spot where the boulder was struck, accompanied by a continuous, hissing sound of corrosion.

It's incredibly corrosive!

Ba Quan's brow twitched violently. If he were hit by this, his fate would be even worse than that of the boulder.

He looked at the boulder with a large hole corroded in the center, and a surge of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart.

We're teammates, after all. How could you resort to such a deadly act right in front of the captain for such a small amount of resources?

Is it a broken star or a green wolf?!

You son of a bitch!

Fire blazed from Ba Quan's eyes as the Corrosive Hound lunged, only to be firmly pinned down by his right hand, which glowed with blue light.

He turned around and looked back, only to see that no one in the group was looking at him; instead, they were all looking to the other side.

Following their gaze, Ba Quan saw several other figures.

"Wow, you managed to dodge that? You're really lucky."

A young man, whose face was severely disfigured on one side but who was clearly an apprentice, spoke casually.

Standing beside him were three other apprentices and a middle-aged man, who appeared to be part of the same small team.

Besides the disfigured man and the middle-aged man, the other three team members were missing their right and left ears respectively, and one was short, stout, and balding at a young age.

Four team members plus a captain.

What kind of oddly shaped team is this, with physical defects and deformities?

"What are you doing?!" Canxing shouted.

He was startled by the sudden attack; the attack had almost flown past his eyes.

If the opponent's attack hadn't been so clearly targeted, he would have almost thought he was the target.

"That corrosive hound was coming for me."

The disfigured man who had just made his move pointed at the hunting dog struggling wildly in Ba Quan's hands and said unhurriedly, "It should belong to me."

Click.

With a burst of blue light, Ba Quan snapped the neck of the Corrosive Hound in two.

"You think it's yours just because you say so?"

Just in case it wasn't completely dead, Ba Quan deliberately twisted its head several times, like wringing out a towel, and taunted, "Call it and see if it answers."

Upon seeing this, the disfigured man's nonchalant expression suddenly turned somber.

The opposing team members all assumed attack stances.

A ball of scalding, eerie green liquid floated in the disfigured man's hand; this was likely the magic used to ambush Ba Quan earlier.

The others on their side also got into position, with the green-haired, sinister-smiling man even unleashing white flames right from the start.

Ronan himself hid behind the ghoul skeleton, concealing his presence and trying his best to minimize his impact.

This is a good opportunity to test the skeleton's defense.

An invisible battle of mental forces has fully unfolded in the air between the two teams.

The two sides were locked in a tug-of-war, and it was impossible to determine the winner for the time being.

However, as time went on, with Ronan no longer involved, the three of them began to find themselves at a disadvantage.

Ronan felt that this kind of minor clash of mental strength was not worth taking too seriously.

Even if we win, we won't gain much from the victory.

Unless the loser has exhausted all their mental energy, they can't do anything to the other party.

The battle of mental strength on the field is more about who has the better momentum.

In Ronan's view, a "scorching ray" would be far more effective.

Reihart shares this view.

What bothered him more was that the opposing team's captain had actually allowed his team members to openly attack his team.

"Old goblin, do you want to die?" Lehart's face darkened.

The air around his body subtly distorted, and the phantom of his soul armor quickly took shape.