Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 197 White Magic Falcon Kingdom

Lu Jun sat cross-legged on a boulder in the forest, and seized the time to recover his mana.

Next, he will go to the Western Territory Fortress with Zhu Meng and others to resist the White Magic Falcon tribe.

This is another great opportunity to brush the essence. He still has the three departments of mind, space, and summoning.

However, the White Magic Falcon is a sky demon that Lu Jun has never dealt with, and many ground methods cannot be miraculously effective, such as the water system and the summoning system are greatly reduced.

Fortunately, he has a wealth of means, sea, land and air have their own strengths and methods.

If the space system is high-level, then you can go freely in the air battle. Now the mental power of the four realms is not weak, and the mind control skills are versatile, and you can also fly. If you cooperate with the gold system, you don’t have to worry too much.

Zhu Meng glanced across the crowd like a torch, and shouted: "All listen to the order and go to Xiling."

After the words fell, the group of people slowed down for a while, and finally woke up from the mental shock.

Wu Pingjing, the head of the bodyguard, suddenly opened his six snow-white wings behind him, setting off gusts of wind, taking off first, and hundreds of bodyguards rushed all the way to Xiling.

Lu Jun mixed in, and the three-foot black gold dragon pattern sword swelled to more than three feet in the wind, flying with the sword, as if flying in the sky on a vigorous black dragon, attracting attention.

When they arrived at Xiling, they saw a shocking scene.

The sky is clear and open, dotted with fluffy clouds as white as snow, and a large piece of colorful rays of light soars into the sky in the fortress, tearing through layers of clouds and mist, and the atmosphere of destruction is strong.

Blood spilled all over the sky, countless feathers were like goose feathers, and heavy snow rolled and ravaged, covering the forest beside the fortress with a thick layer.

But no matter how hard the military mages tried, the 'White Cloud' in the sky was still huge, one kill after another, the end of the 'White Cloud' could not be seen, and the White Magic Falcon Tribe could not be killed.

With the huge fortress as the center, a vast white storm hovered, spreading for tens of kilometers, shaking the mountains and forests, and frantically strangling humans.

Lu Jun took a deep breath, and rushed into the vast storm of white clouds with the palace guards and members of the court.

As for the super-level member Zhu Meng, he did not rush to join the battlefield. He landed on the fortress, and his sharp eyes swept across the sky, trying to find a monarch-level existence among the tens of thousands of white magic eagles.

Ultra-level masters will not easily waste mana, they need to use it in key places, such as restraining the demon monarch.

Buzz!
On the other hand, Lu Jun has no scruples. The dual-element high-level is not worthy of the monarch's own action. Thanks to the three-dimensional obstruction of the White Magic Eagle, he can fully display his combat power without being discovered.

With a thought, he released the mid-level gold-type [Royal Artifact·Overlapping Storm].

The jet-black sword light three feet above the head trembled, splitting into 21 swords in a flash, and each of them swelled to three feet in size.

In the battlefield environment, it seems that due to the influence of the characteristics of the white tiger, the power of the gold system has increased a bit.

Around his body, dozens of sword lights criss-crossed and criss-crossed into a net, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a whirling storm, a pale tornado rose up, and the sharp and unparalleled aura swept across.

The White Magic Falcons from all directions were accidentally caught in it, and they were cut into flesh in an instant, and blood flowers bloomed one after another. As the spherical storm harvested wantonly, the area was filled with blood mist.

As soon as Lu Jun's fourth-level gold-type middle-level magic came out, combined with the double metal effect, the high-level magic with good killing power is even inferior to the high-level wind magic.

In a short period of time, more than 200 white magic eagles were slaughtered, and a vacuum appeared in the surrounding area.

Rumble!
He also tried to dive down the middle-level stormy Tianhe River in the water system, and a mighty blue waterfall fell from the sky, but the effect was mediocre. The White Magic Falcons sensed the torrent was sweeping, and dodged one after another.

Only dozens of unlucky ghosts had no time to dodge, they were coerced by the Tianhe River and fell towards the forest of the fortress. They fell heavily, and the water splashed high, like a thick wall of water.

And the White Magic Falcons were smashed to pieces.

Seeing this, Lu Jun simply propped up the blooming sky, protected himself with an indestructible barrier, and focused on killing other types.

But he gradually groped out the way, and the dark blue water domain unfolded, generating a large amount of white soda mist, filling the surrounding air.

Subtly, the wings and feathers of all the approaching White Magic Eagles were stained with water droplets, making them several times heavier, and their speed became extremely slow.

At this time, he used 'Tianhe Dive' again, and hundreds of white magic eagles were swept in.

This is not over yet, Lu Jun's majestic spiritual power gushes out, and he has not used the Psychic Magic for a long time, the middle-level [Mind Control], his eyes are translucent and shining, and the ripples spread layer upon layer.

Whisper!
The White Magic Falcons, who were frightened by Lu Jun's terrifying killing speed and did not dare to approach, charged towards them furiously with red eyes as if they were stimulated.

A large cloud gathers, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the huge body is like a fighter jet self-destructing and colliding.

Under the lure of Lu Jun's mind, they happened to gather into a dense cluster.

Immediately, he flew to a high position and quickly punched out. Above the 'cloud', a surging torrent appeared out of thin air, and hundreds of heads fell to the ground one by one.

Lu Jun's 'swiping' was cool, and his movements became more and more skillful. He gathered monsters and killed them all in one go. He used water elements and gold elements alternately, and his mind did not give up.

It's not that the White Magic Eagle monster didn't fight back, but whether it was a servant or a warrior, its sharp claws and beaks pierced the water barrier densely, without causing any waves.

Occasionally, Lu Jun would use the space-system telekinetic control, and the silver light would surge, or recede, or block, or massage, to fiddle away the white magic eagle that was lucky enough to get close.

In the high-intensity battle and external high-pressure environment, he has continuously made in-depth progress in understanding of various departments, and he has created many skills at his fingertips, extremely proficient, and combined them in pairs.

Before, Lu Jun always felt that it was difficult to integrate the strength of the whole body, but now he vaguely grasped the essence of multi-system integration.

Speaking of which, he has been promoted to high-level in two departments, and the six departments add up to a total of [fourteen] skills. Leaving aside the effects, secondary evolution of magic, etc., it can be called complex.

Whether each skill can be used in place and whether it can be used in combination requires long-term battles to accumulate experience.

With so many abilities, Lu Jun only digs inward, and his combat effectiveness is also rapidly improving.

In the end, he formed a fixed routine for dealing with the White Magic Falcon group, and the killing methods were invincible.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

With every breath, more than 200 white magic eagles are taken away, four or five spirits are either synthesized or born, and dots of faint blue fluorescence do not float towards the white tiger pendant.

Above the blood lake, the stars are densely covered. There are already [fifty pieces] of slave-level spirits, and more than 50 warrior-level spirits, and a new one has been synthesized.

It meant that Lu Jun had killed at least [-] White Magic Falcons in a very short period of time, which was enough for a small group.

This is not an exaggeration. Mo Fan's four departments are intermediate, and he has not yet fully cultivated, and he can kill a group of undead. It is only logical that he has done so.

Lu Jun made a lot of money in a muffled voice, and went to the battlefield to harvest the essence. What he didn't know was that the white tiger pendant was affected by the killing of the war.

The white tiger is the main killer, and the army soldier talisman is also called the tiger talisman. Large-scale wars are within the scope of authority.

It's just that no matter how Lu Jun killed, there was still a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and the cloud formed by the white magic eagle couldn't kill them all.

Because what the white magic eagle attacked was not the ethnic group, but the kingdom, comparable to the turmoil that happened to Lord Crocodile in the Yangtze River.

Fifty is the nest, and fifty nests are the tribe, and under the monarch's command, at least more than twenty commander-level great demon marshals flock together, and the number of great monarchs like [Silver Skylord] is even greater.

It means that [-] large ethnic groups are dispatched, and the number is close to [-].

What Lu Jun killed was a drop in the bucket.

(End of this chapter)