Chapter 4: Lion Scorpion (Shelf Explosion Seeking Votes and Fresh Flowers)

  Just as Lin Li turned his head back, the dark red shadow had already brought up a gust of bloody wind, pouncing over like a wolf.

  Fortunately, Lin Li stayed in the wooden house of Anduin for more than a month. In this month, although he only learned ten low-level spells, his spellcasting skills were far more skilled than those of ordinary mages.

  Before that red shadow pounced over, Lin Li had already retreated several steps back fiercely, and at the same time, he quickly chanted the slow spell incantation.

  A slow spell followed by a bright spell.

  Originally just a low-level magic used for lighting, in this dimly lit and damp cave, its power was unexpectedly great. A miserable cry was heard, and the monster that rushed over had already been severely injured.

  Lin Li took advantage of this opportunity and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides had already been pulled to a safe range.

  It wasn't until now that Lin Li had the opportunity to see clearly what this monster that attacked him from behind looked like.

  That was a dark red lion, but the tail was much longer than that of an ordinary lion. At the end of it, there was a hook, and under the light of the Bright Technique, the hook was flashing with a faint blue glow. Lin Li could see it clearly. Just now when it pounced over, what it used to attack him was not its claws or teeth, but the hook on its tail...

  Even if Lin Li's eyes were blind at this moment, he would have already seen clearly that it was the fifth-level magical beast, Lion Scorpion, which Anduoin had mentioned before!

  "Damn it, Andurin...!" Lin Li gritted his teeth and cursed, in his heart he had already scolded Andurin's ancestors for eighteen generations. This old man was really irresponsible, not even knowing if there were any lions or tigers in the cave, yet still dared to send himself in with a clear conscience.

  And in the small wooden house, Andrew exclaimed while looking at the scene on the crystal ball: "Well done!"

  Lin's performance far exceeded his expectations, calm and efficient. Even when the lion scorpion's tail had already pierced in front of his eyes, he did not stop chanting the slow spell, and then released a bright spell, which was like a divine stroke of genius. Even Anduin himself did not think that the bright spell could have such an effect.

  Recreating a fifth-level demon with a first-class spell is an achievement that even Anduin himself has never had...

  With this stroke of light that seemed to be a divine brush, Lin Li, who had only been in contact with magic for over a month, was infinitely close to the distance between him and the fifth-level magical beast.

  The heavily injured lion scorpion is still ferocious, but having lost its eyes, it's more about venting its anger and ferocity. The crazy roar echoes in the cave for a long time, and most of the time, those lightning-like pounces land on empty space.

  In this stormy offensive, Lin Li was still exhausted from running around.

  Alternating between slow and swift techniques, Lin Li managed to escape from under the lion's mouth time and time again.

  This situation seems a bit embarrassing, but Lin Li knew that all he needed was an opportunity, an opportunity to chant his spells.

  Lin Li waited for a long time before finally getting this opportunity.

  For this opportunity, he even didn't mind exposing himself under the sharp claws of a lion.

  Because he knew very well that the most terrifying thing about a lion scorpion was not its claws, but its tail with an inverted hook.

  After another slow spell, Lin Li suddenly stopped in his tracks. He didn't cast a slow spell and turn around to run like before. This time he stood firmly there, with large chunks of incantations pouring out of his mouth, as if he hadn't seen the lion scorpion rushing towards him at all.

  A loud roar of a lion and scorpion, a strong smell of blood rushed forth.

  Lin Li had already sensed it, the cold aura on those sharp claws...

  Just as the claw was about to fall, a gust of wind sliced through the air, also slicing open the lion scorpion's soft abdomen. The lion scorpion's anguished cry was filled with despair. The sharp claws were just a hair's breadth away from tearing apart the human body in front of it, but that tiny distance became an insurmountable chasm...

  At this time, Lin Li still didn't forget to shoot out an ice cone to block the wound on the lion's abdomen, so as not to get splashed by the gushing blood.

  "Prodigal son!" This wasteful behavior fell into Anduin's eyes, and the old master was so angry that he jumped his feet and scolded loudly.

  In the eyes of the old master, magic power is always the most precious thing. Even a little bit of magic power can make you cast your last lifesaving spell. Like Lin Li, who just for the cleanliness of his clothes, didn't hesitate to waste magic power, in Anduin's view, it was simply criminal!

  Of course, amidst these curses, there is also a hint of helplessness.

  Anduin also knew that this little guy in the crystal ball was no ordinary magician, he was a born freak, a spiritual force super deformed freak.

  Until now, Anduin still hasn't figured out where the limit of Lin's spiritual power lies. He only knows that in his daily high-intensity elemental arrangement practice, if it were another magician, they would probably be exhausted and return to their room for meditation within an hour. But Lin is fine, as if his spiritual power is endless. No matter how long he practices, it completely depends on his mood. Anduin has only heard him say "bothered", but never "tired".

  The fact is that adding a few low-level magic spells has no effect on Lin Li at all.

  He is now crouching beside the lion's corpse, studying that hook with great interest.

  The inverted hook still flickered with a faint blue light, and as I leaned in to take a closer sniff, I felt a pungent sweetness rush straight to my forehead.

  This is an ominous sign of something poisonous.

  Toxic things, Lin Li always liked, because it means great lethality.

  So he didn't hesitate, and from the Endless Space Ring, he carefully pulled out a dagger, very carefully cut off the inverted hook from the tail, and then even more carefully put it back into the Endless Space Ring.

  "...Andorin gazed at all of this from the crystal ball, suddenly feeling a bit bewildered. Was this really a magician who grasped mysterious knowledge? The more he looked at him, the more he felt that this young man was more like a thief..."

  In short, no matter what Andrew thought, Lin Li returned safely with a bunch of wild steel flowers.

  "I need an explanation!"

  The lion in the cave still lingers in Lin Li's mind.

  "What do you think magic is?" Andurin asked without explanation.

  "A technique, a technique that makes power even stronger." Lin Li is now no longer the same as when he first arrived in this strange world, ignorant of everything. Under Anduin's guidance, he has his own understanding of magic.

  "What is the purpose of making power even stronger?"

  "Murder!" Lin Li suddenly understood a bit.

  "That's right!" Andurin smiled with satisfaction: "In the eyes of the world, magic is a mysterious and elegant art, but in the eyes of a true magician, the only purpose of magic is for battle. Only living magicians are successful magicians! In this past month, you have mastered enough low-level spells and also possess some skills, but it's still far from enough. Without experiencing life and death, without being baptized by blood, one can never become a true magician."

  "So you're not telling me there are other lions in that cave?"

  "It's just a level 5 magical beast."