Elf Archer of Life in Another World

The soldiers who were retreating in a hurry couldn't help but stopped. Seshima, with a big hole dug out at the bottom, also hung high in the sky and began to watch nervously.

The seven enemies who have just caused heavy losses to our side have fallen to the ground and are trapped in the encirclement. It seems that there is hope, maybe we can look forward to their end?

Among the eight knights with swords pointed at the three people, three of them had their sword blades swirled by ice, and another one's sword blade was hidden by the wind and disappeared. They were obviously the four lucky ones who had guardians, and they were also high-threat people who needed special attention.

Different from the overlooking perspective they were in every year, Nick and the others did not see the translucent red light that swept over them at the first time. They were first attracted by the four knight swords that suddenly returned to their original appearance, and were a little surprised.

Afterwards, Saraswati reacted:

""Fire Purgatory" forms an unenclosed space similar to a realm. Only fire magic elements will exist in the space."

"Thorn."

Dion immediately erased the row of tree characters that he had just written in the air with his fingers, and the staff "Yuktrasil" drew burning runes on the ground. After a moment, the blazing fire burned the three of them like giants.

People are protected in it.

Although the life priest profession of the elves is said to use wood magic, it cannot actually be classified as elemental magic. Except for the racial talents of the elves, such as communicating with plants, the Ogham tree can be used to control plants.

, the meaning of runes is even more all-encompassing, and naturally includes all basic elements.

The elves are indeed not good at playing with fire, but Dion doesn't have much choice at this time. Without harming "Yuktrasiel", he can only build an unstable defense for the time being.

"The opponent has two high-level fire-type holy mages, and the skill effects are superimposed, which is a bit troublesome."

Sarah cleared her throat and suddenly felt her mouth was dry. Under Dion's control, the three of them would not be burned by the flames around them, but this dryness and heat really made her very uncomfortable.

"Well, trouble," Dion nodded, "I'm not good at controlling flames."

Before he finished speaking, the flame giant who was protecting the three people suddenly closed his arms, as if to hold the three people in his arms. Dion hit the rune characters on the ground with his staff, and the rising flames were instantly suppressed, falling back to the ground.

Above the knee.

"This is probably a true portrayal of playing with fire and burning yourself."

Nick spoke calmly and sarcastically, ducking sideways to avoid the slashing sword.

The flame at his feet jumped, and a long tongue of flame stretched out to wrap around the sword. The knight withdrew his sword and slashed at Dion on the other side. Nick held out the silver knife and was about to block it, but Dion had already used "

"Yectrasil" braced his sword.

"Little Yuk is going to cry."

Nick threw the knife and accurately hit the knight's faceplate. The knight closed his eyes reflexively. His own shadow had turned into the god of death. The dark rapier pierced his ribs. After three quick stabs, John appeared completely.

He raised his foot to kick the person away and thrust out his rapier to block another knight's attack.

"John, protect them both."

Sara warned, moving left and right on the spot, taking off her silver gloves, her eyes focused, and she raised her hand to hold the sharp sword.

She did not use any force in her grip, and the strength of the sword did not weaken at all. Blood dripped, and the blade slipped between her fingers and approached her heart. The blood-stained sword quickly lost its original sharp luster and turned into a piece of rusty iron.

The knight did not stop, but still pushed the rusty iron sword forward. The tip of the sword finally touched Sara's heart, and it was immersed in the flesh and blood, and then completely shattered into a piece of iron shavings.

"Faction skills are effective." Sara reminded.

The camp skill she masters is called "Time Rhythm", which can affect the internal time of items or creatures she comes into contact with, or accelerate the decay, or restore life. It is not very offensive, and the effect on players is not obvious.

, which is a good way to protect yourself at this time.

This field skill circled the three of them with the opponent's eight knights, which also prohibited the long-range attacks of other mage professions. They only had to deal with these melee professions.

Dion didn't answer, turned his eyes away, and manipulated the flames as he learned. In addition to protecting himself, he could also help the busy John a little.

Nick stood calmly, as steady as a rock.

"You two...?" Sarah wondered.

"My camp skill is Chameleon, which has no attack ability," Dion smiled gently. "Nick's new skill is very powerful, but it's a pity that he is incompetent now."

"Wind Erosion", as you can tell from the name, requires the help of wind power. Now there is only fire magic element here. Nick here and now is completely powerless in the literal sense.

John shivered for no reason, sank down, and hid his feet in his own shadow. He spared no effort to protect his crispy mage, and was alertly prepared to slip away at any time.

Worried about Sara's ability to corrode metal, no second enemy had taken action yet, so she turned around and checked Nick's face again and again.

Very calm, that is to say... what Dion said is the truth.

...It's over. After the skills in this field are broken, all living people present will be over.

"You have time to study me, why not think about what to do now, camp skills are useful." Nick said calmly.

The holy white light floated into the purgatory of flames, and the knight who had been seriously injured by John was bathed in it. After a few breaths, he regained his fighting power and attacked the hurried John fiercely.

The people who originally besieged Sarah also approached John. Sarah did not have the ability to capture him with bare hands. If she could not reach the enemy, she was just a decoration.

Dion couldn't be distracted anymore. He had already felt the resistance of "Yuktrashil", and it was becoming more and more difficult to control the flames. It was like teasing countless candles swaying in the wind, and he could never master it.

The direction of the candle flame.

Sara calmly performed several self-mutilation defenses, and the palms of both hands were cut with deep wounds, but it only reduced the sharpness and brightness of the enemy's sword.

"It looks like you need help."

Sara and Dion were startled and quickly turned sideways to look at Nian Nian who was standing behind the three of them at some point.

Why did she come down from the sky?

"What?" Nick frowned slightly, but his words were not very surprising.

"You should have noticed that there is a little trouble," Niannian shrugged helplessly, "I'm staying in the sky to watch, so there's nothing I can do about it."

Nick glanced at her, touched his nose, and smiled.

She definitely didn't mean to accentuate the word "incompetent"!

...

She also heard Sister Sara's explanation of "Fire Purgatory". After observing that the two high-level fire-type holy mages did not take any further action, she guessed two possibilities.

The first is that these two people do not have the confidence to fully control their skills and dare not risk harming their teammates; the second is that after this field is formed, it still needs the concentration of the caster to maintain it in order to exist.

Almost as soon as he noticed something strange, he found the location of the two fire holy mages every year. Six magic arrows flew out in succession, two of which were disrupted by the opponent's wind holy mages, and four of which were blocked by the light magic arrows.

The Holy Mage's light shield blocked them, but none of them hit the target.

As expected, he is an experienced veteran and cannot be dismissed casually.

Nian Nian was about to intensify the harassment, but he saw Mrs. Morgan on the other side falling into the quagmire. York, who was in a violent state, was attracted by the continuous ice picks, soil spikes and wind blades. Alexander was also too tired to protect himself and had no time to worry about getting deeper and deeper.

Deep Mrs. Morgan.

This swamp formed on the flat ground is obviously the work of the opponent's earth and water holy mage.

Nian Nian immediately condensed the ice arrows in his palm, intending to rescue Mrs. Morgan. After a moment, the hand holding the bow string reluctantly let go, and the ice arrows melted instantly.

The two flame fields are superimposed, and the current Moon Spirit Bow's feedback to elemental fluctuations is relatively strong, and she has also been affected to some extent.

The sticky mire had swallowed up Mrs. Morgan's limbs. She didn't have time to think too much, so she directly set up three bone arrows, fired three beads in a row, held the arrow tip in the tail, and the arrow tip bit the tail, passing through the disturbing wind mass.

It shattered the brilliant light shield and sank into the mire beneath Mrs. Morgan.

Simil seems to have said that the effect of this bone arrow is actually forging, not crushing.

The soft mire turned into a field of fine gravel crystals. Mrs. Morgan finally found a way to use her strength and jumped out of the sand pit. No longer daring to stay where she was, she jumped up and down and crashed into the suddenly rising earth walls in all directions.

Suddenly seeing the effect of this unprecedented archery skill, the ice spikes and wind blades changed directions and flew towards Niannian, forcing her to high altitude. Alexander took the opportunity to use the arrow to scratch the spell on the side of York's neck.

Point out to the dwarf who suddenly woke up where the three Nicks are——

Huh?! Why is it foggy?!

Thick white mist floated above the heads of the mages, forming a continuous sheet, like white clouds falling into the lower ground. Alexander looked around, and sure enough he found a handsome figure that looked like he had been copied and pasted. In a blink of an eye, he was there.

Four or five figures wearing red robes of fire magic appeared.

"The opponent should have three water magic players above level 60. The illusion of "Water Illusion" and the evaporating mist want us to be unable to see the target clearly."

"If you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly. Kill one first and then talk about it."

York smashed the earth wall in front of him with a hammer and replied a little irritably.

"No, there is phantom interference, and these three water spells have guardian knights. After killing Nick, they will definitely not be able to withstand the knight's madness and self-destruction."

"What should we do?"

There was another earthen wall, and before York could make a move, Mrs. Morgan had already crashed into it, with great momentum.

"Steady, lest we be led in other directions," Alexander raised his head and raised his voice slightly, "Cy, what do you think?"

...

"So, you came down?"

"Well, the fog interferes with my vision, which is a bit troublesome. Moreover, Seshima and the miscellaneous fish are starting to move around. It won't be good if it takes too long."

Nian Nian nodded, took out a short knife from her waist and threw it to Nick - this was a birthday gift from Tang Qingli. Apart from decoration, it had never been of much use.

Nick let out a breath of filthy breath, disappeared on the spot, teleported behind the knight who was disarmed by Sarah, and wiped his neck cleanly. Regardless of whether the guy was dead or not, he ducked to the other person and stabbed him fiercely.

"It's not that..." Sarah and Dion were a little surprised.

"I guessed it. I'll explain it to you later." Nian Nian smiled, "It's too uncomfortable to stay in here. We elves and the fire are really incompatible."

Dion frowned: "Then you still ran in?"

Nick stood in front of Nian Nian, holding a long sword that was attacking her, and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, you should also prepare to fight back."

Sara, Dion and John nodded, and turned with Nick to face the enemy. Nian Nian stood among the four of them, with his right leg slightly withdrawn, he drew the Moon Spirit Bow and raised his head to aim at the sky.

Mrs. Morgan's blurry figure roared in the foggy illusion. The Moon Spirit Bow seemed to be ignited by anger, and the silver bow rose into golden-red flames. The chaotic drum sound that had been echoing in the mind gradually became clear and revealed.

The hidden melody was revealed, and there were eighteen hot red arrows in Nian Nian's hand.

Engus said that the real value of the Moon Spirit Wood lies in its ability to perfectly resonate with any magical element.

Although the nature is inconsistent, the fire magic element overflowing here and now will be like the flood flowing into the river, letting it be driven by the year.

She has no skills.

This also means that within the scope of her consciousness, she has the greatest degree of freedom.

The string sounded, the arrow came out, and the remaining shadow melted into the air. When I looked up, I saw the sky filled with fire and rain, and the real murderous intention was quietly approaching.

The fire is coming, burning the sky and the earth.