Seeing that the fireball would be blocked, Horn began to chant the incantation of the Arcane Bolt spell. The Arcane Bolt was a second - ring spell. Compared with the Fire Bolt, another second - ring spell, its power was slightly weaker, but its speed was much faster!
In fact, the Arcane Bolt hit the target the moment it was released. At least among the enemies Horn had faced, no one had ever managed to dodge it!
This time, Horn's target was still the beetle. Although the power of a second - ring spell might be insufficient against the large beetle, he had no other choice.
The old man riding on the beetle had that strange shield. Even the Fireball spell couldn't break through it, let alone the Arcane Bolt. It was better to attack the beetle with a weaker spell than to have the spell nullified when hitting the old man!
After the incantation was completed, a bright arc of electricity flashed between Horn and the large beetle. This time, the large beetle failed to block it and was directly hit!
It twitched from the electric shock. Although it seemed to have no external injuries, it stopped moving forward. At this time, the distance between Horn and the old man was less than twenty meters!
The old man patted the large beetle beneath him, urging it to continue moving forward. However, the beetle was a bit dazed from Horn's electric shock and couldn't move for the time being.
"A wizard proficient in fire and lightning magic. You must be the Evil - faced Man in the recent legends of Lehn City. I thought there was something familiar about you just now. I'm really curious about what the cursed device on your face looks like."
The old man assumed that Horn was a wizard. In Ceylon, although the various major religious sects might have their differences, they still presented a united front on the surface.
Priests were different. Any two wizards might conflict with each other over any matter. Each wizard was affiliated with a different demon and thus represented different interests.
Therefore, wizards would not show mercy to each other just because the opponent was also a wizard. Instead, they would be more ruthless because they knew how troublesome wizards could be!
While the old man was talking, Horn didn't idle either. He completed another incantation, the second - ring water - based spell, the Water Mist spell. The range of the Water Mist spell was within a radius of thirty meters, and the old man was exactly within this range.
"Hehe, is this fog a water - based witchcraft? Which demon stands behind you? I'm becoming even more curious. It's rare to meet a wizard who can use so many types of witchcraft."
The old man became a bit more serious. Although this enemy was weak, being able to use so many types of witchcraft and creating this fog, it was really hard to tell what this guy might do.
The old man was good at controlling all kinds of strange insects. He didn't have a good way to deal with the fog, but it was impossible for him to be stumped by this fog.
However, apart from occasionally saying a few words, the old man didn't take action. He just watched his insects fight wits with Horn.
In the fog, Horn gasped and counted the remaining walnut wood staves on him. There were still five left! And there was also the staff given to him by the old Douglas, which he had tucked behind his back. That staff could still be used eight times!
That beetle was a big problem. The old man could roughly tell Horn's direction. As long as that big guy was there, Horn couldn't escape!
In the fog, Horn began to silently chant the incantation of the Fireball spell again. This time, the paralyzing effect on the beetle caused by Horn's Arcane Bolt was still there. Coupled with the influence of the fog, it couldn't dodge this time!
After formulating a plan, Horn concentrated on chanting the incantation. When casting a spell, one had to ensure mental concentration, so Horn's perception of his surroundings was a bit weaker than usual.
And just then, five thick, crimson centipedes appeared around Horn and pounced on him fiercely!
Horn noticed these insects just as the incantation was about to end. But at this moment, Horn really had no good way to defend against these insects!
Whoosh! Horn's fireball was launched. As Horn expected, under the influence of the fog and the paralysis from the electric current, the large beetle failed to defend effectively against the fireball. The fireball successfully hit the beetle's head!
The beetle's head was hit by the fireball containing astonishing heat and kinetic energy. Its huge body was hit and moved backward several meters. Its sharp claws scraped eight deep marks on the ground!
Even so, the old man still sat leisurely on the beetle without any intention of taking action. The battle between Horn and his insects was just an appetizer for him. Watching Horn's desperate struggle gave the old man a different kind of pleasure.
On the other hand, Horn's situation was also not good. After launching the fireball, he only had enough time to cast another Fireball spell in a hurry. Horn cast a Fireball spell, and the fireball landed on three approaching centipedes. These three centipedes were burned to ashes by the Fireball spell.
But there were not three centipedes around Horn, but five!
The remaining two centipedes fiercely wrapped around Horn's body. Their huge mouthparts began to bite at Horn. These two centipedes had hideous appearances, and their claws and mouthparts were as sharp as blades. In just a moment, the area where he was surrounded by them became a bloody mess!
In the intense pain, Horn forced himself to stay awake and chanted the incantation of the Thunder Touch spell. A pale - blue electric light swam on Horn's body. These two centipedes were paralyzed by the powerful electric current and couldn't move!
Taking advantage of the short period when the centipedes were paralyzed, Horn pulled the two centipedes off his body, taking away large chunks of flesh and blood!
Fortunately, although these two centipedes were huge, they were not poisonous. And luckily, the robe he was wearing had very strong defensive power. The two centipedes had to spend some effort to bite through the robe.
Otherwise, Horn might have been killed the moment he was wrapped around by the two centipedes!
The two centipedes thrown on the ground began to recover from the paralysis caused by the thunder. Before they could attack Horn again, they were hit by Horn's Fire Bolt spell. The two centipedes wriggled wildly in the flames and didn't seem to die anytime soon.
But Horn didn't cast another spell. That was enough. After successive battles, Horn had little magic power left. He really didn't have the magic power to waste on these two centipedes that were doomed to die.
There were still two walnut wood staves left, with ten more chances to cast spells. However, his magic power was probably not enough to support ten spell - castings. Moreover, he was seriously injured. Did he have a chance to kill this old man?
A shadow fell over Horn's heart. This time, the odds were against him!
On the other side, the beetle that had been hit by Horn's fireball in the head didn't die either!
The armor on its head had melted a bit, but its eyes were still not blind! It let out a sharp roar and then began to spray pale - green liquid from its mouth, spraying it on the ground in circles, as if drawing circles!
Then the large beetle sneezed violently, and there were sparks in the sneeze. The sparks landed on the green liquid on the ground. Under Horn's horrified gaze, the green liquid burned violently!