Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

Should I go?

Miles, who had been lying prone on the steep slope, heard Victor call his name and his face immediately darkened.

He had witnessed the "Avatar of Greed" make several moves, although it seemed he didn't use much magic.

But he absolutely couldn't withstand the attack of the opponent's terrifying roots.

Not to mention the ever-expanding fissures in the ground and the dense, blood-red roots that are violently emerging from each crack.

If I get picked...

"Lord Miles, let us go."

Just as Miles hesitated, a voice rang out behind him.

......

On the other side, Victor raised an eyebrow when he didn't get a response from Miles immediately.

Looking at the shadow that completely enveloped him and kept writhing, he dared not stop for a moment and quickened his pace.

"Roar!"

Behind him, the "avatar of greed" had a hideous face with its mouth wide open, then slowly opened wider to reveal sharp teeth that filled its entire mouth, followed by a deafening roar.

Seemingly influenced by its shouts, the blood-red roots began to pierce out wildly like earth spikes, widening the cracks in the ground while also chasing after Victor.

This attack was swift and fierce. Viktor, affected by the roar just now, was a beat slower in his reaction, and a root with eyes "poof" pierced through his left shoulder.

The eyeball seemed alive, rolling around before glaring at Viktor.

Fortunately, there was no mental blow to Viktor's mind; instead, blood gushed from his eyes, making him look extremely eerie.

"Slay it."

The moment Victor felt his magic draining from his body, he immediately controlled the ghost hand that followed him to unleash a series of slashes.

The root broke off instantly, leaving only a small section still embedded in Viktor's shoulder.

"They're here."

Leila's voice was weak as she watched a blood-red root fly towards her face, but her expression remained calm.

Sure enough, the next second Victor wrapped his arms around her and tilted his body slightly to avoid the root.

"What do we do now?"

But the crisis was far from over; more crimson roots were already flying towards them. If they continued to hide like this, even rushing into the large patch of plants ahead would not be enough to avoid them.

"..."

Viktor didn't answer. The approaching whooshing sound made him feel a bit pressured, so he could only look solemnly towards the steep slope.

Fortunately, although there was no response from the other side, the light of a torch quickly appeared.

"Don't come out, throw it in the big guy's face!"

Viktor shouted as he rushed into the dense vegetation.

Almost simultaneously, countless roots shot out, piercing through large areas of trees and grass, startling debris into flying everywhere.

As Viktor turned around, he saw a root with a hand-like growth reaching for his eyeball!

"Damn monster, look this way!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out from the direction of the steep slope.

Viktor saw the roots approaching, but suddenly turned sharply and rushed toward the source of the sound.

His expression faltered slightly, and he immediately looked in the direction the roots were chasing, and saw the torch that was spinning and being thrown out of the dark cave.

What was normally an ordinary source of light became the brightest crimson glow within a hundred meters, drawing all the roots that should have been chasing Viktor to it.

"call......"

Seeing this, Viktor breathed a sigh of relief, only to find a breath of hot air hitting his face.

Looking down, I saw that it was Leila breathing slightly.

Seeing his exhausted and weak appearance, Victor did not hesitate to squat down and put him on the ground.

"you......"

"It's not over yet."

Lyra's eyes were complicated, and she seemed about to say something more, but Victor interrupted her, saying, "We'll talk about it later."

After saying this, the boy quickly darted to the side.

"..."

Leila's eyes followed his figure until he was out of sight, then she looked away.

She had originally intended to say, "You should leave me here as bait."

But the boy quickly rescued her and then resolutely left, giving her no chance whatsoever.

She sighed softly, her gaze drifting to the only bright spot nearby...

Those ordinary torches had just attracted the attention of that creature whose size was comparable to...

At this moment, the only light was already entangled by several roots and was being rapidly pulled toward the giant mouth of the "incarnation of greed".

"What should we do now that the torches are gone?"

Leila pondered silently, her expression remaining unchanged.

Although she was puzzled that Victor could come up with such a clever way of using torches, she did not think that he could solve the subsequent troubles.

Especially after seeing the only torch being carried by several roots into the gaping maw of the "incarnation of greed," filled with sharp teeth.

The moment the light went out, the sound of countless roots and the six tongues cutting through the air came again, making Lyra feel powerless.

"Damn it, look this way!"

However, a similar voice to the previous shout rang out again.

Then another torch flew out from the direction of the steep slope!

"?"

Lyra was deeply puzzled as she watched the roots and tongue that had been attacking her being drawn away again.

Just how many torches did that guy prepare?

But below the steep slope.

The dwarf miner who had just thrown out the torch immediately went down and gave Mikand, who was standing to the side, a smug smile.

"Kid, you're really smart."

As the miner spoke, another miner took his place.

Mikander hadn't received praise in a long time, and was immediately delighted, but considering where he was, he simply nodded solemnly.

A hand, which was in a pocket, touched the empty crystal bottle.

"If it weren't for the potion Lord Victor gave me, I probably wouldn't have been able to understand what he meant."

He muttered to himself, unaware that a pair of eyes, hidden behind layers of bushes, were looking in his direction.

Well done.

Viktor secretly praised him, but his hands were grabbing mud from the ground and applying it to his face and body, his expression utterly calm.

Although Miles's cowardice slightly delayed the plan and resulted in a left shoulder injury, the plan is still progressing steadily.

With that thought in mind, he began to slowly walk toward the "embodiment of greed".

While dodging the opponent's attack, he tried to use a scroll imprinted with the [Invisibility] technique, but after using it, he found it difficult to maintain focus while running.

The invisibility lasted for less than half a second before it was exposed.

However, one question remained puzzling him: during that fleeting moment of invisibility, the "Avatar of Greed" did not cease its attack.

Instead, it launched an even more ferocious attack, even going so far as to uproot itself and destroy its own ecosystem in order to capture itself.

Therefore, Victor concluded:

The fluctuations of magic are easily sensed by the opponent, but if they are physically concealed, they might have a surprising effect.