Jiebao waved his wand, and the spell fired: "Remove your weapon!" This is the magic he is most skillful in using. Farava waved his wand at the same time, throwing out an energy, forming a temporary barrier in front of him. So Jiebao's spell just hit the barrier and failed to hit Farava, so he naturally could not get rid of any weapons.

"Your level of magic can't hurt me at all, just like you can't hurt Mike." Faraver smiled and said, "I won't beat you to death. It's good for everyone to go to bed for a while."

He waved his wand and paused down: "Damn it!" The wind pressure driven by the spell blew across Jiebao's face, making him nervously unable to speak. At this moment, a bulging skin flew towards Faraver, hitting the energy of the magic. In an instant, a huge flame soared into the sky, everyone's skin had a violent burning sensation, his eyes were full of stinging, and his ears were loudly roaring.

The lineman couldn't see clearly, but he remembered what kind of potion was placed on every position on his belt. He followed his memory and threw out the bait in the direction of Faraver, biting the bag, and the cow drinks physical fitness enhancer and therapeutic agent. When Jeffau was still covering his eyes and screaming in pain, he had already recovered his vision.

"Bastard! You hurt my eyes!" Faraver roared, "Explode the spell!" Although this spell did hit the previous position of the pipeline master, he had already dragged Jie Bao away for a distance. Zhao Mai's combat shock potion kept emitting strong light, and the noise and dizzy odor seriously interfered with Faraver's sensory effects.

"Jiebao, drink this and your eyes will be fine." The pipeline master poured a pack of healing medicine into Jebao's mouth, and immediately began to wear outer armor. He was older than Jebao and had many bumps in his life, so he became more calm and calm when the crisis happened. Faraver kept shooting out the blasting spell, but it was similar to the power of a grenade. On the battlefield, this was a little meaning, and the pipeline master would not shake his hands.

He remembered it very clearly that Zhao Mai said that the entire armor took two minutes to recharge, and then it was the strongest state. In these two minutes, he had to rely on various potions to support the past. As soon as the pipeline master put on his armor, he saw a flashing silver snake passing by. The strong light and noise of the shock bomb were dispelled. Faraver then aimed the wand at his temple. His eyes shone brightly with the blessing of magic, so he was able to see Jie Bao and the pipeline master.

"What are you wearing? Are you wearing a Paladin with full armor?" I don't know what Faraver thought of, and said to the lineman: "When did the Holy See also sent Paladins in China?"

"Is the uncle surname Guan Guan or not? I will take good care of you today!" The line manager lifted his face armor, bite a bag of skin, and Dundun started pouring it down. He raised his breath: "This wine is satisfying! When I get eighteen bowls of it, I will definitely beat you to your head!"

"What mess? Why are there so many bugs?" Faraver was besieged by a large number of bees and ants, and hurriedly waved his wand: "Everything is petrified!"

"Except your weapon!" Jiebao shook off his wand and stood in front of the lineman. He was so nervous that he could not let go of magic. He only felt that he was too embarrassing, so he gritted his teeth and wanted to get back the lost face. The most important thing for a wizard is to focus, whether in learning, research or fighting. Jiebao is now very focused, observing Faraver's movements, and defending his attack with all his might.

"Can you really kill him after you drink eighteen bowls?" Although his eyes were healed by the magical healing potion, Jebo was still a little worried, so he asked.

"This set of things was made by your senior. I am very confident. What about you?"

"Then you drink quickly! I'll hold on!" Jebo waved his wand and bounced away Faraver's attack spell again.

Zhao Mai once asked the pipeline master how much alcohol he can drink, because some potions are made of alcohol. If the amount of alcohol is not good, you will easily get drunk. The advantage of alcohol is that it enters the blood vessels very quickly, so that many medicines can enter faster. Zhao Mai's potions are not all magic potions, many of them are prescriptions learned from Westeros and the bachelor's degree, and can use ordinary medicinal materials to achieve the effect of magic potions.

The pipeline master didn't know so many things inside, but he just felt that he was really drinking. Fortunately, all the medicinal wines tasted pretty good. Moreover, in order to relieve his muscles and blood circulation, his master also let him soak in the potion wine, so Zhao Mai's potions are not heavy. The only thing Zhao Mai did not expect was the excessively rich natural force of Skull Island. If you drink it slowly, it would be fine, and drinking it so wildly like the pipeline master, it would definitely happen.

The change was first reflected on the face. A red and swollen rosacea's nose swelled, and the original black beard turned red like a fire, and its eyebrows also changed. The swelling muscles pushed the armor up, and Kakaka forced it to expand. The lineman's head was white and the rising smoke actually formed the appearance of a vicious dog.

"It's so strong! It's so strong!" The pipeline manager's tongue was so big that he felt dizzy. He was not dizzy, but was surging by the boiling natural force. "It's so hot, so hot! Is there anything cool?"

There is really. The pipeline master squatted down and staggered out a bag of medicine from his bag, which said "quick freezing". Zhao Mai told him that this was forcibly cooled when he encountered an environment such as volcanoes, magma or boiling spring. He must not pour it on his skin. Unplugged the plug, and a refreshing cool air penetrated into his nostrils. The pipeline master sneezed comfortably. Fortunately, he still remembered the instructions, and he didn't pour it on his skin, and he sprinkled it on his armor. He felt instantly happy, just like holding a basin of ice in the dog days.

"Get out!" After several confrontations, Jebo was in a hurry and could no longer stop Faraver's attack. His magic power was smaller than his opponent, and he could only bounce off and could not offset it. The energy of the bounced spells was used by Faraver, forming a wave of pushing over. Jebo could not withstand this time, and cast a protective spell on himself, and then was knocked out.

"It's not okay to bully me; it's not even more so!" The lineman threw the quick-freezing potion at Faraver, and sprinkled it all the way, forming an ice wall. He grabbed a pack of healing potion and threw it to Jebo, and then blocked him behind him: "Jebo is fine, stand behind me!"

"A wizard must constantly learn, and becoming a powerful wizard requires countless battles, just like me! Do you think you can fight a wizard by drinking something messy and wearing a weird armor?"
Chapter completed!