Chapter 44 The flying white chocobo

"Let me go if you can! This is a shameless sneak attack!"

Turalyon, who was lying on the ground, struggled hard, but couldn't shake the big metal hand behind him.

Seeing Turalyon being pressed to the ground and being rubbed, Uther, who had the best relationship with him, was advising him.

However, Arcane Scavengers possess extremely high intelligence.

Its judgment ability is very high, and it cannot easily let go of this energy gift package just because of Uther's few kind words.

"Please do not obstruct us unreasonably, otherwise it will be regarded as provocation."

The arcane scavenger's mechanical warning dispelled Uther's idea of ​​continuing to plead for mercy.

Let this guy with a hot head calm down first.

Abandoned by his friends, Turalyon could only roar like an incompetent man.

This speed is said to be running, but it is actually a bit inappropriate.

Despite his tendency to sleep, Xiaobai's overall condition is getting better and better.

Seeing that Turalyon couldn't even stand up, Uther quickly gave him a blessing of strength.

The big guy's movements are very flexible.

"Probably not."

"Maybe it's a special breed."

If you give a white chocobo a pair of big wings, it can definitely fly!

Dalaran is located in the northwest corner of Hillsbrad Foothills.

Many weak-willed high elf mages simply cannot leave Quel'Thalas.

As for the head-to-head battle with the Arcane Scavenger, Turalyon's three-legged cat fighting skills would be defeated much faster.

Herdsmen grazing their cattle below the hills will occasionally see a white chocobo flying over at low altitude.

But no matter how great his strength is, there is a limit, and it is impossible to shake the arcane scavenger weighing more than ten tons.

The white chocobo can glide between hills mainly because he is blessed with the slow fall technique.

Horad brought it to the Tower of Sunfury, and extravagantly paid double the teleportation fee to teleport from Silvermoon City to Dalaran.

You can't beat it again and again, you can't get around it, it's a dead end with no solution.

"How is that possible! It's just an arcane puppet."

Supplemented by the divine energy of the Blessing of Strength, Turalyon finally got rid of his soft-footed shrimp state.

"Is the high elf's mount that fast?"

He looked back at the big purple guy in the camp and silently made a note of it in his mind.

Therefore, Herad just needs to keep his mount running to the southeast.

Apart from not having any special magic skills, it is not much different from World of Warcraft.

Uther interrupted him unceremoniously.

Even though Dalaran's magic energy concentration is not low, they still can't adapt.

"What should we do? It always likes to follow Ms. Alleria."

Otherwise, no matter how powerful this guy is, he still can't glide like a real bird.

Once you fall into its routine, the attacks one after another will be suffocating!

The white chocobo that the farmers were discussing was currently running at a speed of over two hundred kilometers per hour.

He even used stolen divine energy to impersonate a Paladin.

Or light skills like flying on grass in martial arts novels.

Since this guy got involved with the Tree of Life, he likes to sleep more and more.

The running state of the white chocobo is closer to flying close to the ground.

When encountering this arcane scavenger who has a lot of fighting routines, there is no other possibility for him except being caught up and pinned to the ground.

After draining out the last bit of sacred energy, Arcane Scavenger kindly carried him and threw him out of the camp.

He was suffering from a nauseating addiction.

They also haven't developed decent exclusive skills.

"No, this arcane puppet is different! I have never seen an arcane puppet be so smart and flexible!"

A cleric can fight like a warrior, or a warrior can heal himself while fighting.

After feeling some emotion in his heart, Herard went to the chocobo cabin downstairs and woke up Xiaobai who was sleeping.

In addition to being very strong in attack and defense, all skills are priest skills.

"Let me go! I want to duel with you!"

Uther said nonchalantly: "I don't think Ms. Alleria has any interest in you, why do you want to get close to her?"

Its size is already larger than that of its kind.

"Stay away from that big guy from now on, it's not something you can shake."

Otherwise Arcane Scavenger wouldn't mind getting a more powerful Holy Light Cell.

Turalyon calmed down and thought about the incident carefully, and found that it was indeed what Uther said.

The only thing he could do was to watch Turalyon being punished silently, and then take this guy away with dignity.

Once caught by the opponent's big metal hand, the battle is completely over!

Regarding Turalyon's unwillingness to recognize reality, Uther shook his head helplessly.

It’s pretty good to be able to behave like this!

Although he was very sick, Herad could still cast spells normally.

When Herod learned about the feats of the Arcane Scavenger from Alleria, he learned that magic can absorb even sacred energy.

Then the fastest chocobo in Quel'Thalas showed people what it meant to be fast.

Mithril armor infused with arcane energy can't even produce a white dot when hit with ordinary weapons.

This common saying was like a knife, cutting straight into La Yang's heart.

"It looks like a white chocobo."

In fact, Uther, the most powerful among the first-generation Paladins, had little chance of winning against the Arcane Scavenger.

Turalyon was a priest before, and his melee combat skills were at the level of a novice.

If this continues, he will soon turn into a druid who loves to sleep.

Strength, agility and endurance are greatly improved, completely breaking through the limits of Chocobo.

Uther is the patron of the Holy Light, and his strength has completely overwhelmed his peers since he was a child.

Its running speed has reached an astonishing level!

In fact, he is still somewhat resistant to addiction.

Herard, who was traveling in a white chocobo, was not in the mood to experience the fun of low-altitude flying.

Unexpectedly, reality is just like the game, there are no big barriers between energy systems.

This continuous low hilly terrain is very suitable for chocobos to run here.

Moreover, he has a very routine when attacking and has a strong purpose.

Turalyon felt very anxious thinking about the big man guarding him like a thief.

"What just happened?"

Ji Magic's characteristic of not rejecting energy from all sources is really unbelievable!

The blood elves in the game have absorbed the sacred energy of the Naaru.

He just wanted to combine warrior and priest into one.

Addiction is a form of mental torture that can only be overcome with a strong will.

As the sacred energy in his body became less and less, his struggles and roars became smaller and smaller.

In the next few days, this first-generation paladin would always trigger the arcane scavenger's attack mode, and then stage a cat-and-mouse drama.

The legend of the flying white chocobo was born from the sight of herdsmen.

But he still refused to give up his pursuit of the goddess.

"It was because of my carelessness that I was successfully attacked by it. I must give it a good look next time!"

Hearing what Uther said, Turalyon felt very unconvinced.

The situation of the first generation Paladin and the first generation Death Knight is similar.

The original intention of Archbishop Faol in developing the powerful profession of Paladin is very simple.

Herad was greatly affected by his addiction to magic, and he appeared to be very sick to the outside world.

The white chocobo, which ran and glided all the way, arrived at the high elf camp outside Nanhai Town in two hours.

Seeing the white chocobo flying over with flapping wings, the high elf rangers standing guard were all stunned.

The high elf rangers knew the chocobos very well, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

"Uh, how come the chocobo can fly?"
Chapter completed!