After walking for an hour again, turning a few turns, Ferlig stopped, took a deep breath, and raised his head again. Yes, at the end of the cave, the light shone brightly, and finally found another cave entrance. This cave seemed to run through the entire mountain, and it was fifty kilometers away.

It took only a few minutes to move forward. Ferlig was already standing by the entrance of the cave. Looking down, the entrance of the cave was about thirty meters high from the ground and the stone wall was steep. Ferlig has now recovered his magic power. Although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible to get up and down.

Looking up at the distance, it was a big prairie. Looking around, the mountain walls extended to the distance in an arc shape, and there was no end to see, and I didn’t know how large the area of ​​this prairie was.

"God is really interesting." Fellig said softly. In the forest of the Demon Realm, there is not only a mountain range, but also a large grassland. Who can think of it?

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from a distance, and a white cloud flew towards here against the ground, and in a moment it was only one kilometer away from the mountain wall. Feleg widened his eyes, "Oh my God, what kind of white clouds are there? It was a large group of white horses, running as fast as lightning, and their eyesight could not keep up with their speed at all.

Not far from the mountain wall, the horses turned violently and disappeared on the horizon for a moment. Ferig was stunned and did not react for ten minutes. The group of white horses rushed to the edge of the mountain wall like white clouds.

This time, he stopped, scattered, and quietly ate the grass on the ground. Many of them seemed to have not yet run away. The front hooves were raised and the horse's hair was flying, and they were all so amazing.

"No... these are not horses." Feleg suddenly realized. He still remembered that his teacher Beca mentioned an intermediate monster called Qifeng. It was taller than an ordinary horse, with almost the same appearance, and ran as fast as lightning, and could not reach the sight.

If you look closely, there was indeed a faint green light on these horses, which ordinary people could not see, but as a magician, it was easy to see that it was a magic shield. Strangely, the green light was even stronger on these four legs of Qifeng. Obviously, most of the magic power on Qifeng was concentrated on the legs. No wonder they ran so fast.

Filig felt ecstatic in his heart. He still remembered that the wind was a herbivorous monster. It was not aggressive and had a certain possibility of taming. There were so many winds in front of him, as long as...

After calming down a little, Felleg felt worried again. These gusts of winds came and went like lightning. Just by his own speed, it would be a joke. Not to mention himself, even if the teacher came, I was afraid there was no way.

Unlike ordinary horses, they are essentially monsters, and they have magic shields. Even if they use nets or marsoles, they cannot catch them.

"Oh, there are quite a lot of problems. The monster on the other end, the elemental ore in the cave wall, and the storm here made him excited, but he had no choice.

"Strength is indeed the most important thing." The dignity and greatness of a magician are completely based on powerful strength. If there is no strength, who would respect the magician?

There are mountains of gold in front of me, and even one of his abilities is impossible to obtain. The most confident thing is to knock down a corner of the elemental ore. However, once something like elemental ore is destroyed, it will lose a large amount of magic elements inside due to changes in structure. Breaking down elemental ore is obviously a behavior that is not worth the effort.

Fortunately, when I found another cave, at least I would not have a problem with food and drink. With his current ability, it would naturally not be possible to deal with monsters, but ordinary beasts would have no problem at all.

The wind is a herbivorous monster, far from being the opponent of the carnivorous monster. They live here, which means there are no ferocious monsters nearby. By the same token, the beasts around will also escape here to make a living. If the judgment is correct, there should be no shortage of food here.

Ferig's analysis was right. He climbed down the mountain and walked about two kilometers before hitting two wild beasts. Although they were just little guys, they were enough for him to have a delicious meal alone.

Qifeng looked at Ferlig from a distance, like other monsters, judging how strong this creature, which had never seen before, would cause harm to its population.

Filig could not think of any way to deal with them for the time being, so he simply ignored these guys, finished eating, and continued to move forward. He needed to observe the environment here. Qifeng seemed to be very curious, following him from a distance, maintaining a safe enough distance.

After walking forward for an hour, I finally saw the exit. It was a valley, surrounded by towering mountain walls, and there was only an exit several hundred meters wide. Ferig carefully walked out of the entrance of the valley, but only three hundred meters away, so he stopped.

There was a large endless swamp in front of it. It was afternoon at this time. At first glance, you could see at least a few kilometers away. You could still not see the trees and forests. You didn’t know how wide the swamp was. You picked up a stone and threw it at the swamp from a distance. The stone fell into the swamp and disappeared in a moment.

Fellig shook his head. It seemed that he couldn't get out of here anymore, and he didn't know how these gusts came in? Perhaps they had lived here for generations.

At night, Ferlig returned to the cave. The valley was not round, but square, with an area of ​​about one hundred square kilometers and about ten kilometers on each side, and the area was not large. Apart from the group of wind, there were only a dozen species of birds, but fortunately there were quite a lot of them, enough to eat them themselves.

After two hours of meditation, Filig thought about what he should do, such as monsters, wind, elemental ore, and these three things seem to be the easiest to do, at least there is no danger in mining ore. As for wind, he can't think of any way to get close to them.

I meditated on the few magics I had learned in my mind, and the time I learned with the teacher was too short. Magic shield, magic lamp, magic bullet, and fireball technique, after all, there were only these four. Among them, there seemed to be only some magic bullets, and the other three were used to blow stones, which were of no use.

Fireball Technique attacks magic, but it relies on converting magic elements into high-temperature fireballs. It does not have much impact on the stones on the cave wall. Such temperature will not have much impact on the stones on the cave wall.

After trying dozens of magic bullets, the damage caused to the hole wall was minimal. Then I tried the fireball technique. As I imagined, after more than a dozen fireball techniques, the hole wall was only a little warm when it touched. These stones were not only tough and strong, but also resistant to high temperatures.

"Is there no better way?" I kept recalling every sentence that Beca had said.

The magician is powerful, and his strength comes from two aspects: magic with powerful attack and defense capabilities, rich knowledge and endless wisdom. As the teacher said, you should practice more magic and use your brain more.

How do miners deal with fine iron ore? Fine iron ore is also a very tough thing. I wonder who is more tough than the hole wall in front of you? There is a fine iron ore in the Principality of the Terran, which is the pride of the Terran people, so I often hear people mention it.

What tools did the miners use? Shovel? No, I remembered. Felleg jumped up and sat down again. He clearly remembered that he had heard from his elders that fine iron ore was one of the best materials for making weapons and armor, but mining was very difficult.

Ordinary shovels and picks cannot do anything to fine iron ore. The miner uses a T-shaped tool made of fine iron ore, and at the front end, the fine iron tip is spiraled. The miners keep rotating the tool behind, and the tool will slowly push into the ore.

But I don't have such a tool at all. The spiral tool seems to be the most important thing. Fellig stood up and thought carefully about the principle of the magic bullet.

The magic bullet is almost the second magic learned by all witness magicians. It compresses magic as much as possible, forms a cone and shoots it out to the target, which can play a physical destruction or energy destruction.

The denser the compression of the magic element, the greater the power of the magic bullet. When compressed to a certain level, it can also produce a burst effect while hitting the target, causing secondary damage to the target.

"Spiral shape? That's it. Whether it's successful or not, you have to try it out before you know it." Felleg found that since he was separated from the teacher, there was no one around, and he began to get used to talking to himself. On the one hand, he gave himself courage, but on the other hand, he was very scared, and he forgot how he should say.

A magic bullet was compressed, but Ferlig did not release it, but let it rotate at high speed between his fingers. This is not difficult to do. When the rotation speed reaches its limit, wave it to shoot it out.

With a "bang", several stones as big as a thumb collapsed by the magic bullet. Ferig shouted excitedly. This was the first magic he had studied and improved. Although it simply added rotation, the degree of compression did not change, but the power of the magic bullet was obviously much larger.

More importantly, he could already jump off the stones on the cave wall. Although he was only a few stones the size of a thumb, the result was enough to make him crazy.

With his current magic power, he does not need to use magic shields. A magic bullet like this can use hundreds of them before he can exhaust his magic power. Moreover, constantly exhausting magic power is a very important way in magician training, but few trainee magicians use this method to train.

After meditating again, I entered the grassland and caught ten wild birds. After baking them, I ate one for breakfast and took other roasted wild birds into the cave. I walked all the way to the entrance of the cave, and there was a monster that had been hungry for at least two days.
Chapter completed!