"One-five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, ten...... Uh, it's messy, it's messy. How many werewolves have I killed? ”

Leo looked like he had a headache, and the werewolves seemed to be really bluffing.

Bluffing? Indeed, the strong smell of blood has alarmed all the werewolves in the sunny woods, and the smell of the same kind of blood has stimulated all the werewolves to go crazy. The mad werewolf makes Leo's fear spell useless, and he can only stop the wave of werewolves by casting killing spells. However, a person's magic power is limited after all, and Leo's magic quickly ran out in the face of the impact of hundreds of werewolves.

"The mana has bottomed out!" A feeling of discomfort of the emptiness of mana hit him, and Leo, who was in the middle of a killing frenzy, woke up, and it was the first time that he had a feeling of non-continuation of his magic.

As a warlock, will my brother lack magic as long as he still has physical strength?

Leo didn't dare to slack off, and the warlock skill life diversion that exchanged his physical strength for magic quickly replenished Leo's magic power while consuming his physical strength, but the originally depleted mana was filled up in a few breaths.

The cost of mana is a lot of physical exertion, and the exhaustion slows down Leo to cast spells.

Leo knew what it meant to cast spells slower at this point, it meant that werewolves could rush farther, it meant they could get closer to him, it meant that he was more dangerous.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use it."

Reluctantly, Leo retracted the Poison Vine, and a vine that was identical to the Poison Vine except for the color quietly appeared at Leo's feet - the Poison Vine was green, but the vine was dark red, and then it burrowed into the ground as quickly as the Poison Vine.

This is the equipment skill that Leo has activated: summoning the Necro Vine.

Ghoul vine, just listen to the name and know what this thing is for. Its only role in devouring corpses is to obtain energy by eating corpses, but feeding it back to its owner to restore its strength.

Eat corpses and restore your stamina, which is exactly the same as the corpse-eating talent of the undead.

It stands to reason that this ghoul vine is very good, and Leo shouldn't have kept it in the snow for so long. But the problem is that when the ghoul vine devours the corpse, it will have a very disgusting feeling that reaches Leo's heart, making him feel as disgusting as if he has swallowed carrion. This feeling of nausea could not be alleviated no matter how much Leo's physique was strengthened, and Leo had never been short of mana, so the ghoul vine was only used once after he learned it and was put on the shelf. On that occasion, Leo used the corpse of a rabbit as a test subject, and he did it secretly while Vissel was visiting the Cathedral of the Light.

It's better to be disgusted than to lose your life under the werewolf's crowd tactics. Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Leo ordered the ghoul vine to quietly devour the werewolf's corpse.

The feeling of nausea when the corpse eater vine devoured the corpse was disgusting, but its efficiency was really not ordinarily high, but in four or five breaths, the corpse of a werewolf was completely digested by it, and Leo only felt refreshed, and the fatigue suddenly alleviated a lot.

"If you don't have that nausea when you devour a corpse, this ghoul vine is really perfect." Someone doesn't seem to know how to write the word contentment, and the ghoul vine that can help the master recover his strength is something that others can't ask for.

As soon as Leo's stamina recovered, his cast speed increased. In the dense spell strikes, the werewolf who had managed to rush within twenty meters of him was beaten back again.

After knocking back the werewolf's onslaught, Leo took a gap and summoned another creature out - the Oak Wise Man who could cast a physical blessing on his cast.

Speaking of which, Leo doesn't have much love for the Oak Sage who has no attack power, and he has never experienced a lack of physical strength, so he is not very interested in this light red psionic creature that can only bless the physique. However, there are some things that usually look inconspicuous, but when you really need it, you will find that it is actually very useful.

In the face of the werewolf's crowd tactics, the rapid consumption of mana was in urgent need of physical strength to convert mana, and Leo, who maintained the spell strike, deeply experienced the role of physique at this time. Physique is not only to make people resistant to blows and run faster, but more importantly, the better the physique, the faster the spell can be cast, although this effect is not too obvious, but many times a slight difference can determine the outcome of a battle.

"It seems that my brother's golden finger has not been fully utilized, and there is still a lot of potential to be tapped."

Leo was annoyed by his previous omissions, but it wasn't too late for him to wake up.

"The Oak Sage's physical blessing has increased my hand speed, and I can now cast twenty-one spells in the time it used to cast twenty spells, and I can shoot twenty more bone teeth and one bone spear in the same time, and the cast speed of the Shadow Arrow and Sacrificial Fire has also been reduced by a tenth of a second. It's a pity that there is a conflict between the Oak Sage and the Demon Imp's demonic blood contract, otherwise my casting speed would have been faster under the effect of the dual constitution blessing. But that's fine, my brother's wolf heart can at least be useful, isn't it? ”

The heart of the wolf is a blessing damage with the surname of the range, but unfortunately it seems to be limited by some kind of rule, or because the different worlds are not adapted, the blessing effect of the heart of the wolf is only effective against physical attacks, which makes Leo, who was originally looking forward to it, feel disappointed, and it is also the reason why Leo does not use it much.

With the corpse vine constantly devouring corpses and feeding back energy to Leo to restore his strength, Leo naturally did not lack mana. Bone fangs, bone spears, rain of flames, bone walls, poisonous explosions, these spells rained down, killing and injuring the already crazy werewolves in large numbers.

Being distanced by a caster is a terrifying thing for a melee fighter, and being distanced by a caster with enough mana is a sad thing for a melee fighter.

Although the crazy werewolves were not afraid of death, their impact on Leo did not stop for a moment, but until the last werewolf fell, they could not get close to Leo, not even within ten meters of him.

After killing the last werewolf who could breathe, Leo, whose nerves became numb after a large number of killings, looked at the ghoul vine that had returned to him without his previous disgust. If it weren't for the ghoul vine, he would definitely not be able to deal with all the werewolves at once, and he would have to spend a lot of time playing guerrilla warfare with the werewolves.

There is a movie line that says it well, and if you spit out, you will get used to it. Leo was still sick when the ghoul vine first devoured the corpse, but by the time he had lost his feelings, and the nausea had no effect on him anymore.

Looking at the werewolf corpses all over the ground, Leo was silent: "It's a waste to put so many corpses here, should I absorb them all?" ”