Elf Archer of Life in Another World

When Mrs. Morgan ran towards Saraswati, Nian Nian immediately swooped down from mid-air to give chase.

Fortunately, York noticed something strange in time and held on to the reins before Mrs. Morgan pounced on Sarah, passing by a large fireball flying towards her.

His expression became more serious every year.

Sister Sara did not walk towards the city wall alone. There were many people around her who were obviously completely different from the NPC soldiers. Seeing the fireball falling, the fire holy mage calmly drew a burning arc in front of her.

, golden-red rockets flew out from the arc and shot at the dwarf on the back of the mouse monster one after another.

Another wind saint mage also took a step forward enthusiastically. The blue gem on the staff held in his right hand shone slightly. He made a cross on his chest with his left hand. Two wind blades nearly one meter long struck the big mouse in an X shape.

That green head.

The two mages wanted to express their concern for Saraswati who was traveling with them. After all, they were all comrades who had fought against the undead invasion in the north. This time they went south together in order to continue fighting side by side.

The two opened their mouths and vomited out a mouthful of blood. They covered their chests in pain under the astonished gazes of other companions. Their eyeballs protruded and veins burst. They looked at the sullen Saraswati in disbelief.

This feeling of heart beating wildly and blood vessels tingling as if they are about to burst...isn't this exactly——

"Although we have cooperated happily on the northern battlefield before, you are not my companions."

This bald woman who has always been as calm and calm as a monk, this woman in blue robe who speaks and acts tepidly and always shows a gentle smile, still has a compassionate smile on her face at this time, and the curve of her mouth contains sarcasm.

Against the background of her ice-cold eyes, the butterfly tattoo on the woman's neck opened countless white eyes, like a human face with its mouth and eyes in the wrong position, smiling strangely.

The knights holding long swords were instantly alert, reaching out to push the weak mage away. In desperation and with palpitations, they attacked the shameless woman who sneak-attacked their companions without any plan.

Whoosh——

The arrow light struck, and the swirling air waves drove back the swords of the knights. Suddenly, the rat monster rushed forward and violently knocked open these little people wrapped in iron boxes, opening its fangs and big mouth.

, drooling ferociously.

Nian Nian breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the distance between himself and the city wall, drew his bowstring, and was ready to condense magic arrows to attack the enemy.

The six-pointed star circle under her and York's feet has disappeared. It seems that they have left the release range of Simil's auxiliary special effects.

In other words, there will be some pressure on defense, and we must also pay attention to the mana consumption issue.

Mrs. Morgan's four eyes swept from one person to another, and York held two giant hammers, ready to go.

Sarah retreated to Mrs. Morgan, raised her head and gently stroked the soft hair on its neck, and said with a smile:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Mrs. Morgan whined twice in grievance, rubbed Sara's hand, and shook her other head dissatisfiedly.

"I feel like I've missed the opportunity to retreat."

Sara looked at the familiar faces that quickly formed a circle around her, raised her head slightly and looked at Nian Nian: "Cy, don't get close, there are high-level players among these people."

Nian Nian blew a whistle, and the tip of the magic arrow pointed downwards at a certain red-robed holy mage with a confident look on his face.

"That's really unfortunate."

Nick teleported to Sara, raised his hand and snapped his fingers twice, catching Dion and Alexander who fell from the sky with a ball of wind - the two relied on Simiel's floating circle to fly to the farthest distance, and then flew directly from

Jumped down in mid-air.

"All of us," Nick paused and corrected before Alexander spoke, "are basically high-level players."

...

Dwarves.

Lord Mu knew that there was some chaos in the dwarves, but he never expected that it would become this chaotic.

The war to invade Eggberg went very smoothly, but this victory was not shared with the ordinary dwarf residents, but instead worsened their plight.

He and Kraft are visiting one of the most famous dwarf craftsmen in this town, trying to persuade the player to leave here and join the City of Usher with his belongings and skills.

After passing through the streets crowded with beggars and turning into the alley blocked by two human bodies who knew nothing about life and death, Mu Benzun finally saw what a civilized city should look like. After setting up the defense line with spiked obstacles, he saw the bustling bustle.

crowd.

I was used to seeing dwarves with sallow faces and skinny muscles along the way. When I was placed among these dwarves with red faces, Mu Benzun felt a little uncomfortable and hid in a corner, thinking over and over in his mind about the details of the recruitment plan.

If he fails again this time, it will be the fifth defeat he has encountered in the dwarves.

As the saying goes, the more frustrated you are, the more courageous you are, but for Mu Benzun, the current situation should be that the more frustrated you are, the more confused you are.

Kraft was responsible for leading the way and working part-time as a bodyguard. The specific contact details were all controlled by Mu Benzun himself, which made him extremely regretful for not bringing more people over, especially for not bringing along his eloquent vice-president.

The conditions he can use to attract craftsmen players are a free and undisturbed environment and resources with no restrictions on use. However, according to what he has seen and heard along the way, the craftsman players who stay in the dwarf tribe do not have these two aspects.

worry.

In the dwarves who were ravaged by the news of resource depletion after the plowing, the relatively advantaged player group quickly snatched and hoarded a large number of various resources from the weak indigenous people. Soon, the players

They found that the resources hoarded in storage crystals and their own warehouses seemed to be able to sustain them for several years.

No one knows how long they can stay in this game. Two or three years is not a lot, but in actual experience, it will definitely be a long time.

but......

Mubenzun sighed, recalling the grand banquet he was invited to by the hospitable craftsmen and players when the previous four attempts to recruit him failed. He recalled the extravagant and extravagant banquet, and always felt that something was wrong.

Is there really no one to care about them? Are they really going to let these guys enjoy themselves and ignore those NPCs who are starving to death on the streets?

"If you've rested well, prepare to come home. It's almost time for dinner."

Kraft, who was waiting beside him, put away his hookah bottle and reminded him.

Mu Benzun sighed again. Does this mean that this recruitment will also fail, so he just wants to make a living?

"Everyone in your mercenary group seems to have gone to the battlefield to ride horses and fight. If you don't go, uh..."

Mu Benzun found a new topic, but when he was halfway through his words, Kraft glared back with an angry look.

"I am of no use on the battlefield."

Kraft suppressed his temper, turned around with an angry look, and accidentally bumped into an innocent passerby.

"Hey! Don't you have eyes?!"

"No."

Kraft raised his leg and kicked the passerby down. The passerby was about to stand up when Kraft stepped on his neck with his foot. A cannon barrel popped out of the knee of this heavy and cold mechanical leg and stuck to him.

forehead.

"I, yes, I'm sorry," the passerby who was stepped on swallowed hard, "I don't have eyes."

"What are your eyes looking at?" Kraft said in disgust, and the mechanical leg automatically exerted force, finally fixing the man's eyes that were looking at one place.

"No, it's nothing, please, please."

The passerby held Kraft's calf tightly and found that even with the strength bonus of his warrior profession, he could not move it at all, let alone tear off this layer of metal. It was finally determined that this player was not equipped with mechanical accessories similar to an exoskeleton.

Instead, the entire leg is made by machinery.

Could it be that this person is actually...

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Kraft crushed the white light on the ground with his foot, and the crowd of secretly watching people immediately retreated two meters in unison.

He glanced at Mu Benzun, who was dripping with cold sweat, and said calmly:

"Let's go, I'm hungry."

...

Compared to the previous killings that were like chopping up melons and vegetables, Nian Nian now actually has more fighting spirit, and looking at the appearance of his companions, it is obvious that they all have the same thoughts as himself.

There is no fun in collecting as many miscellaneous soldiers as there is in facing an enemy that is more than twice as powerful as our own.

York stretched out his hand, lifted the tall Alexander onto Mrs. Morgan’s back, and asked with a smile:

"Would you like to play with new skills with me?"

Alexander took out his short bow: "I'm a little worried about causing trouble for Cy. It depends on the situation."

"You can be responsible for poking me awake at the right time. After all, this rage-breaking skill cannot end on its own. If it really lasts for fifteen minutes, it will probably burn all the blood."

York tilted his neck and showed Alexander the gradually turning red curse symbol on his neck.

"That's good, I can observe it at close range and collect relevant information." Alexander put away his bow, feeling a little relieved, "I will scratch this symbol in time, don't worry."

"Don't worry, we will stab you in the neck at the right time."

Nick patted Mrs. Morgan's head, and the big mouse meowed as if to please her.

"Next time, learn how to roar like a lion, it will be more majestic." Nick nodded with satisfaction.

York pulled the reins and asked Mrs. Morgan to stay away from Nick - whose training/teachings was his horse taking?! How could this unscrupulous guy kiss everyone?!

"Okay, I think their offensive is almost ready."

Nick, Dion and Sara stood back to back in a circle. A knight in dark armor gradually emerged from the interlaced shadows of the three. After saying hello to Sara in a low voice, he quickly disappeared into the shadows.

York wielded a giant hammer with both hands, and suddenly burst out with a roar that was not like a human voice, and rushed into the knights' formation with red eyes.

Nian Nian, who was supposed to be in the middle of the three people, did not forget his duty. The tip of the arrow always followed the rampaging York. As soon as his finger on the string was loosened, the green magic arrow flew out and hit the man who was hit half to death by York with a giant hammer.

The white-robed mage.

Suddenly, a translucent red light swept across the battlefield here, as if the place was enclosed in a square transparent cover. The magic arrows flying into the cover turned into air in the blink of an eye, and the bow of the Moon Spirit Bow suddenly became restless.

When it gets hot, Nian Nian seems to hear a wild and disorderly drum beat.

What is this? Can it dissolve magic?

Nian Nian quickly looked at Nick and the others, and sure enough he saw three slightly astonished faces.

He reached for the quiver at his waist, and his fingertips quickly swept through the arrow tails. He found the wooden arrows that he had not used for a long time. He grabbed a handful, not caring about how many there were, and randomly placed them on the arrows.

on the bowstring.

More than a dozen wooden arrows flew towards the knights who surrounded the three people. Nian Nian was breathing a sigh of relief when the wooden arrows suddenly ignited with fire and were burned to ashes in an instant.

The raging fire was also rising from the feet of Nick and the others, swallowing up all three of them.