The mark not far away is Black Wind in the stables of Haji Fortress. The child is motionless. He must be resting after being tired from playing last night.

A little further away is Kian in Novigrad. The light spot representing him is jumping up and down restlessly, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

The farthest ball of energy almost left Lan's sensing limit, and that was Triss. But Lan's brain was not powerful enough to draw a map with his mind. He didn't know whether the sorceress was in Cintra or Cai at the moment.

Ermohan, or Arethusa?

But it wasn't them that Lan was looking for. In his perception, a newly branded energy mark was quickly moving away from him, it was Iorveth.

Just after turning on his perception ability for a short while, Lann felt that his mana was constantly passing away, as if he was continuously using [Magic Burst] to bless the seal.

He paused for a while, rested briefly, and when he turned on the [Teleport] senses again, the mark representing Iorveth was already motionless.

This shows that the Scoia'tael leader has returned to his camp.

Lann chuckled lightly, gave a few instructions to his attendants, and then activated his skill in the eyes of everyone, turning into an emerald light point and disappearing in front of everyone.

Kolgrim crossed his arms, smacked his lips and asked Letso: "Do you think Master Ivar has similar skills? It's just that we were never qualified to learn before. He has been waiting for an opportunity to teach it to us.

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Leisuo said expressionlessly: "You can ask him next time you see him."

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After activating the skill, Lann's eyes were instantly covered by a huge amount of light, which made him blind for a moment.

But this was not the blindness of being "blinded by a flash", but the feeling of being blindfolded. Miraculously, although the light in front of him was very bright, it was not dazzling at all to Lan.

This blindness only lasted for a moment. When Lan regained his sight again, he saw a world in slow speed.

The elves were running in the camp, with their feet off the ground and dangling forward like a balloon; the dwarves were comforting the halflings, patting their comrades on the shoulders so that the clothes there slowly spread wrinkles around like water waves; the dwarves

While bandaging the leader's wound, he said words that were extremely difficult to discern:

"Who...is...he? He...did...what...?"

Maintaining this slow-motion state, Lann's magic power continued to drain away.

Moreover, Lan noticed that other people were not completely unable to sense him. Many Scoia'tael's eyes had turned toward him and their bodies began to lean over.

The most important thing is that Lann's own body is also in a slow-speed state at the moment, and he is not exempt from this slow-speed world.

So Lann quickly restrained his chaotic energy and let the emerald light on his body dissipate. After attracting everyone's attention, he said to Iorveth and the dwarf who was treating his injuries:

"That man was me, Rann Lannister Rhianlan. And I saved you."

Lann looked at the frightened Iorveth: "And I am here this time to continue saving you, lest you bring your compatriots to a dead end."

It's a pity that no one listened to what Lan said.

The Scoia'tael were in great confusion. Especially the elven swordsmen and halflings who were beaten twelve times by Lann on the top of the fortress felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"HUMAN!!!"

"How did this human appear? Is he a warlock? But why is he wearing armor?"

"How did he find our camp?"

The Scoia'tael camp seemed to have blown the horn of attack, and the warriors who had just retreated from the battlefield once again showed their fighting spirit. Even the dwarfs with little fighting ability, in this situation where they had no choice but to avoid the enemy,

They all also drew out their small weapons, showing ferocious looks.

Iorveth's mind started thinking in a flash, and he soon discovered a blind spot:

"Human, you let us go in Haji Fortress, but you actually planned to use magic to track us and annihilate us!"

Iorveth was extremely angry. The shame of being plotted and his uncompromising faith in mankind made him draw his weapon and rush towards Lann even though he knew he was outmatched.

The form in front of him was a bit confusing and not suitable for conversation. But this was not beyond Lan's expectation.

Comparing his feelings, if Lann was suddenly surrounded by an enemy from before after being defeated on the path, his first reaction would be to draw a big blade and chop it on the enemy's head.

Unless it is a ceiling-level powerhouse that Lan En can recognize, like Mirror Master, who has the strength to destroy Lan En's team. Then he may consider it and try to see if he can save his team by taking a roundabout way.

"Then let's give him a beating first, and then slowly ask the questions we want to talk about after the beating."

Lann didn't even draw his sword, he saw the right moment and kicked Iorveth's body.

This kick hit the chest, and Iorveth almost lost his breath for a moment. Several elves scrambled to catch their captain, and then they were brought down to the ground by the huge impact.

Lann picked up the dwarf who was treating Iorveth like a chicken and threw it out to prevent accidental injury.

Then he looked at the Scoia'tael gathered around him and chuckled.

He can kill all these Scoia'tael with just his sword, not to mention that now he no longer has to deliberately hide his seal in order to gain favor in front of the Northern Army.

Just in time to experiment with new skills.

Facing the oncoming swords and flying stones, Lan En did not dodge. He put his left hand into a fist in front of his chest. The next second, a thick golden round shield like the earth enveloped Lan En.

Inside.

The golden shield was shining brightly, and countless attacks fell on it, causing ripples. But those ripples caused by the attacks were smoothed out in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

[Quen's Seal·Active Shield]

Although he was clearly the one being attacked, Lann felt that power gradually surged up in his body, and he felt refreshed.

When I turned on the system, I saw that the health value that had dropped due to some minor injuries last night had been restored to full, as if it had been refreshed. Correspondingly, my mana value was constantly declining.

[Active Shield] can provide 360-degree defense without blind spots, and can also convert the enemy's attacks into health points to replenish the caster. Correspondingly, it consumes mana. The more attacks it withstands, the heavier the mana will be.

The value will be consumed faster.

Lan mentally estimated the frequency and strength of these Scoia'tael attacks, and had a rough estimate in his mind. This skill was far better than the defensive magic of those warlocks.

Skill experiment completed.

Lan no longer gave the Scoia'tael a chance to attack him, and lifted the shield seal with a wave of his left hand.

However, the [Active Shield] did not disappear immediately, but quickly expanded to twice its original diameter in the blink of an eye, pushing out all the enemies that had just surrounded Lann in the form of a shock wave.

The Scoia'tael suddenly fell on their backs, and the encirclement immediately dissipated invisible.

This is the removal special effect of [Active Shield], which is a bit like [Explosive Shield]. The only difference is that the caster can actively explode [Active Shield], while [Explosive Shield] can only be broken passively.

The only drawback is that the explosion distance is not far enough.

The Scoia'tael three or four steps away just swayed, and the halflings ten steps away were completely unaffected and were still minding their own business throwing stone slingshots at them.

Then change to an attack with a larger attack range.

"Should I say something at this time? For example, 'Feel the pain, Scoia'tael' or something like that."

"But it seems more appropriate for the Scoia'tael to say 'feel the pain' to humans, right?"

The whimsical thoughts flashed through Lann's mind, but the movements in his hands were not disturbed.

He smacked the ground with his left hand, but this time no purple magic circle rose up. Instead, an invisible and huge telepathic shock wave spread out 360 degrees around him with him as the center.

Shinra Tianzheng... No, it's [Alder Sweep]!

There was a "boom", and an impact that was infinitely stronger than the previous release of the shield was released in the camp.

It was as if a storm blew with Lann as his eye, and the turf in the camp was lifted up. The Scoia'tael who fell on the ground rolled out for an unknown distance, and the lighter halflings and dwarfs even

Almost flew up.

When they opened their eyes in confusion, they found that all the tents in the camp were gone.

"Human!"

Lann's initial kick was not heavy, but the force was very clever, causing Iorveth to fly far away. Therefore, the elf swordsman who supported him was also far away from Lann.

Five or six of them supported each other and bowed their heads in the storm. They survived the impact and are still standing now.

Lann let out a "tsk" sound, feeling that it was time to end the battle.

His eyes erupted with emerald light again, and thick chaotic energy almost spurted out from his eye sockets.

The world slowed down again in his eyes.

Marking down the positions of several people in his mind, Lan took a deep breath.

The next second, his body disappeared from where it was.

In a flash, Lann appeared behind the elf on Iorveth's left hand and hit the opponent with a heavy punch on the back of the head.

In the second flash, Lann appeared from the waist of the elf in Iorveth's right hand, and kicked the opponent high off the ground with a single move.

After three flashes, Lann's body was hanging in the air, and with one move, he landed hard on the back of an elf.

Then there are four flashes, five flashes, and six flashes. Each time a golden flash occurs, an elf will lose combat effectiveness.

In the last flash, Lan appeared less than a step in front of Iorveth, looking directly into the opponent's amber eyes with his cold lion eyes.

In the eyes of other Scoia'tael who fell to the ground, they only saw the terrifying human knight disappearing on the spot, and then there was a golden light flashing on the elves like a dance, and they all flew out in one breath.

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