Becoming a Melee Mage Starts Today

As the Griffin fell, Pan Long landed after being tossed into the air and let out a long breath.

The fight had lasted only a short while, but the poisoned status on his character panel had already risen to stage two again. He had no choice but to eat another Antidote Herb.

He noticed that the purple blood the Griffin had sprayed was rapidly evaporating where it had landed, turning into thick purple miasma.

The Griffin's entire body was dissolving just as quickly, becoming billowing clouds of miasma.

Damn it! These Demon Realm creatures still hurt people after they're dead!

Seeing the danger, he abandoned the spoils the Griffin had left behind and hurried back. Only after retreating dozens of meters did he feel a little safer.

The Blood Slime seeped into the ground when it died. Why did the Griffin turn straight into miasma?

Pan Long couldn't make sense of it.

A moment later, he saw the miasma, so thick it was almost solid, suddenly sink into the ground. Before long, it had soaked completely into the soil and vanished without a trace.

Apart from the two long feathers the Griffin had left behind and a few marks from its struggle, the clearing stood empty, as though nothing had happened.

Frowning, he collected the feathers and headed straight back to the Lookout.

Once there, he wrote the headmaster a long message describing what had happened after both battles and asking if he knew any way to solve the problem.

The headmaster had been friends with King Chris, one of the Four Heroes, for many years. He had also taken part in the campaigns to wipe out monsters across the land after the Demon King's defeat. He ought to have some useful advice.

Sure enough, about half an hour later,