Lin Fei waved his hand, dejectedly saying, "Wooden Wolf, deal with the opponent."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang exploded next to Lin Fei's ears. When he lifted his head, the Wooden Wolf in front of him had disappeared, and there was no sign of the Wooden Wolf on the battlefield either.
Invisible?
The Wooden Wolf hadn't learned the invisibility skill.
Hearing the sound of the iron net vibrating behind him, Lin Fei stiffly turned his head bit by bit, and under the shaking net lay the unconscious Wooden Wolf.
Was the Wooden Wolf knocked away and crashed into the net?
No, impossible.
How could the Wooden Wolf be knocked away by a small Slime?
It must be an illusion.
No good, this Slime knows illusion techniques and has dragged me into an illusionary realm.
Lin Fei pinched his thigh, immediately realizing it wasn't an illusion; he hadn't fallen into an illusion.
Illusions are hard to master, especially early on, and pinching the thigh with pain could dispel them.
