Elf Archer of Life in Another World

"Boring, boring."

The bone-white arrows rotated between his fingers, and Nian Nian withdrew his gaze to warn Se Island, sighing out of boredom.

Her face was probably very familiar to the people on Se Island. After blasting away those two magic cannons, the opponent's attack really stopped.

The Moon Spirit Bow in the palm of his hand was as quiet as a wooden sculpture, as if the frantic resonance just now was just Nian Nian's own heartbeat. Nian Nian stepped on the six-pointed star formation under his feet and looked at the calm Moon Spirit Bow, feeling a little curious.

The magic circle that held her up in the air turned out to be not a magic skill. Is this an act of violation by Simil, or is there something special about his skill set?

With his head lowered, Nian Nian lowered his gaze to the ground and naturally fixed it on Qi Youfeng's back.

Alone in a million-strong army, there was a melee of shouting and killing. Even with my years of vision and familiarity with him, it was impossible to find Qi Youfeng in the first time. Thanks to Simil for everyone

Thanks to the sponsored special effects of the soles of the feet, Niannian was able to find the two bright red sword lights from the light of the weapons.

The dog-leg-shaped machete "Qingkong" in the right hand is covered with cloud patterns. At this time, the cloud patterns are covered with clouds, more like densely flowing capillaries; the full-moon scimitar "Yunlan" in the left hand has a bright green blade, even if it is stained

Even without the blood, the bright colors seemed to have soaked into a deep pool, floating only in the darkness.

The former opens and closes widely, and the knife wielder is not in a hurry to penetrate deep into the enemy's position. He sticks firmly to the ground with every step, and calmly chops out a circle of open space before taking the next step. Everything is coming towards him.

The swords, guns, swords and halberds all seemed to have a pre-set route and would inevitably pass him by. Occasionally, some crossbows, flying guns and daggers that came from blind spots would be shot down by the scimitar he held at his side.

, leaving only a little scratch at most.

When he saw Qi Youfeng avoid the attack of two broken swords with one wrong step, cut off the enemy's arm with one knife, and then use the force to spin around and cut off the head of another person with a scimitar, Nian Nian could not help but whistle.

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"Handsome~"

The bloody hand-to-hand combat is indeed much more handsome than her boring fighting style!

"It turns out that surface-to-air missiles can also play into the American trap."

Someone seemed dissatisfied with Nian Nian's fixed gaze, and sent a gloomy message not far behind her.

Niannian ignored Nick's complaints, but also looked away - lest this man make the battle more difficult for Qi Youfeng, he concentrated on counting the figures on the ground.

She remembered that John had attacked the enemy's right wing just like Qi Youfeng. However, John's new skill "Shadow" did not allow for the addition of special effects, which made it several times more difficult to find people.

"John is about fifteen positions in front and to the left of your handsome boy. Pay attention, there is a long and thin snake-like shadow on the ground."

Niannian followed Nick's instructions and found the slender sword blade like a shadow. She looked at it for a long time and counted two swords. Compared with Qi Youfeng's cleaning method, John looked more like

Wander around the enemy camp, look here and there, and only when you are in a good mood will you raise your hand to take a life.

"The handsomeness value is minus ten." Niannian commented.

"John will cry." Nick replied calmly.

"The other side's handsomeness value is also reduced by ten, and Mrs. Morgan's handsomeness value is increased by twenty."

The one who broke into the enemy's left flank was York riding Mrs. Morgan. Since Mrs. Morgan was fused and transformed by the big green egg, she has an extra head and three claws, one on the left and one on the right, one red and one green. This bite

The lower arm is the one that pierces the enemy's belly with its sharp teeth. Just looking at the purple corpse that was thrown away by the green head, you can tell that this new head has added a new poisonous attribute to Mrs. Morgan.

Mrs. Morgan's original limbs were still used for running, and long pointed nails protruded from the ends of the three extra front paws, tearing up any piece of flesh that could be reached. After a while, the enemy army was frightened into fighting.

No one dared to take a step closer.

Therefore, Mrs. Morgan's master, York, had nothing to do. He lay on the back of the big fluffy mouse and was about to fall asleep.

Mrs. Morgan was also bored, and became interested in the slowly rotating magic circle under her feet. She scratched it with her paws, but it couldn't be scratched. She jumped away and saw that the soles of her feet were still stuck, so she started chasing the magic circle.

Rampantly breaking a bloody path.

"Should Mrs. Morgan be given a most diligent employee award?"

Every year she counted the results of Mrs. Morgan's battles and expressed deep sympathy for the enemy soldiers who were trampled by the big rats jumping around.

"If you keep looking around, we will be blasted into the ground."

Nick's reminder sounded at the same time as the trembling of the Moon Spirit Bow. The bone arrow was put on the bowstring and pointed straight into the sky. Nian Nian looked at the circle of glowing muzzles at the bottom of the flying island and squinted his eyes slightly.

"I want the wind."

A green light flashed across the silver bow of Yueling Bow. Nian Nian bit the bone arrow in his mouth, stretched out his hand to grab it, and nine blue magic arrows were put on the bowstring, aimed at Se Island in the air, and flew out in the magic light group.

The moment at the muzzle——

"The wind is coming."

The light wind blew through Nian Nian's hair, and rolled up the arrow's tail the moment it left the bowstring, and the ear-piercing blast ripped through the sky.

The attacks of the nine magic cannons were all shattered by the combined winds of the two, and the strong impact blew Nian Nian away. She didn't bother to use the power of her cloak to control her body, and crashed steadily into Nick's arms.

"The audience has already entered the venue, pay attention to the characters."

Nian Nian turned his head sideways and looked at Simir, who was also floating in the air next to him. He curled his lips in boredom, took a step forward, pinched the bone arrow that fell from his mouth with his two fingers, and shot out with his bow.

The strong light produced by the collision between the magic cannon and the magic arrow has not dissipated yet, and the bone arrow has been buried in it, and no one can see where it is going.

"Call for defense, call for defense." Nian Nian raised his hand in front of his eyes, raised his head and smiled with satisfaction.

Simil understood immediately. He tapped the bone staff lightly on the extremely complex magic circle at his feet. The bases of his two bone palms connected and he lifted them up. The familiar mercury shield immediately protected the entire sky on the city wall.

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The movement above the head was so loud that both the enemy troops under the city wall and the military and civilian spectators who had just climbed onto the city wall all raised their heads and took a look at the gap at the bottom of Se Island.

"The entire Se Island has a barrier defense." The metal fragments fell on the shield above his head. Nian Nian looked at the people around him, "But this defense must be lifted when the magic cannon is launched. If you want to attack

This is the only time the island can cause damage."

"With this, Sedao should no longer dare to attack easily." Simil nodded.

Se Island is familiar with Nian Nian, and Nian Nian is also familiar with Se Island. The power of this arrow is enough to make Se Island shy away from the battlefield where Nian Nian exists for a long time.

"So, I can leave."

Nian Nian put his right hand on his left chest, with the Yueling Bow hanging at his side, looking at Simir, and bowed slightly at fifteen degrees.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Niannian floated behind Simil and pushed Dion forward: "It's your turn~"

Except for Qi Youfeng, York and John who jumped off the city wall, the remaining members of the Christmas Clown mercenary group - Nick, Dion, Alexander and Nian Nian - were all sent into the air by Simil's special effects magic circle to allow them to escape.

The audience can see it clearly.

The local garrison residents, the noble officials from the royal capital who accompanied the expedition, and the players who were curious to watch the fun have all climbed up the city wall one after another as planned, and entered the auditorium in an orderly manner following Simil's earlier placement instructions.

If you want to get players who have never met you before to be interested in your own camp, the most direct way is probably to let them see the strength of your own side with their own eyes.

We have to fight against the combined forces of the Dwarves and Salton Stan anyway, so why not maximize the results and launch a massive attack?

——Advertising.

"However, the camp skill I was assigned randomly is not an attack direction. Even if I take action, it will not show the greatness of the True God Temple."

Dion is in no mood. For the sake of camp promotion, he can only wear his new gray-purple skin today. This is simply a subversive damage to his personal image.

"You can't stand here as a decoration," Nick said calmly. "Others won't know whether your strength is related to your camp. In other words, a camp that can absorb strong people like you naturally has its charm."

Dion glanced at Nick in surprise, waved the staff "Yuktrassil" in his hand, and drew a vertical line and two diagonal lines with his right hand:

"Gort."

The vines climbing down the city wall grew wildly, and after crawling into the battlefield, they absorbed all the flesh and blood everywhere.

"al."

The two slants turned into three slants, and the tree text was suspended on "Yuktrashil". A dragon shape appeared at the end of the staff, and it opened its fangs and mouth and bit the staff.

Reeds grew on the vines that climbed into the battlefield. The reeds were tall and lush, and the breath was filled with bright red reed flowers.

The reed flowers were blown down by the wind and floated into the enemy's army. The soldiers who accidentally breathed these flowers into their mouths and noses suddenly became short of breath and scratched their necks in pain.

"You seem to have said that your special effect magic circle also has a defensive effect, right?" Dion looked at Simiel and smiled.

Simil twitched his lips: "You should have asked this question a minute ago, right?"

With such a large-scale attack that makes no distinction between friend and foe, does this guy plan to poison three of his own people as well?

"It's not fatal, it just makes it more uncomfortable." Dion explained.

Simil lowered his head and looked at the soldiers who were about to insert their fingers into his neck, and he believed this sentence deeply.

"Let me confirm again, does the special effect magic circle you attached to them really have a defensive effect?"

Nick walked up to Dion and asked.

Simiel did not answer, and waved his bone staff, clearly protecting the three people and one beast trapped in the enemy's formation.

"Sure enough, for the sake of publicity, your special effects magic circle seems to have some cheating ability."

Nick raised his hands, and the pattern of the hexagram array under his feet changed. The hexagram formed by two equilateral triangles was superimposed on a striking hexagon. The same pattern also appeared on the back of his hands.

“‘Wind Erosion’.”

The gentle breeze blew away the strong smell of blood under the city wall, and also blew away all the cries of pain, wailing, roaring and wailing, leaving only the bones where the flesh and blood had been worn away, and the silent fear that filled the upper and lower parts of the city wall.

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All the vines and reeds planted by Dion turned into fly ash, leaving no trace behind.

"I think the reason why Nick encouraged Dion to take action just now was for this effect."

Alexander leaned close to Nian Nian's ear and said almost without making any sound.

We are all elves anyway, and communication has nothing to do with volume.

"Same feeling." Nian Nian replied with his mouth and nodded heavily.

Dion looked back at the two people, and was so frightened that Nian Nian and Alexander both raised their heads and admired the scenery of Se Island that was gradually flying away.

"Ahem, what," Nian Nian poked Alexander, "It's your turn, go and let me see what new skills you have unlocked."

"I refuse, I am a civilian employee."

Alexander immediately took out a small notebook and concentrated on recording the amazing effects of Nick's debut new skill.

"He and York unlocked the same skill. After you see it, you will know why he refused."

Dion retreated behind Simiel and smiled kindly.

"Yeah?"

Nian Nian lowered his head and found the three lively guys among the bones on the ground. Looking at York who was still lying on Mrs. Morgan's back, he said suspiciously:

“Can players of different races still unlock the same skill?”

"Yes, unlike customized skills, general skills are not limited to race."

After hearing Nian Nian's question, Simil tilted his head slightly and explained:

"For example, Dion's "Transformation", John's "Shadow", and your method of making weapons are also of this type. They are collectively called "Undead Alchemy"."

"So our mercenary group has unlocked customized skills..."

Nick rubbed his hands, put them behind his back, and looked leisurely at the hurriedly fleeing enemy troops.

"If I remember correctly, there is at least one more." Simil smiled.

The retreating enemy army suddenly slowed down, and a beautiful figure in a navy blue robe walked against the flow of people and walked towards the bottom of the city wall.

Mrs. Morgan, who was lying in the protective shield of the magic circle, moved her nose slightly and smelled a familiar smell in the air. She jumped up in surprise and ran towards the woman.

"Sister Sara?!"