Elf Archer of Life in Another World

That day, it was near noon.

If there were a pair of eyes in the sky at this time, and these eyes happened to scan the valley in the Qinling Mountains, then they would definitely see a crystal clear thin line, straight across the lake surface like a silver mirror.

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The starting point of this thin line is the strange half-lived and half-dead tree in the center of the Lake of Tears, and the end point ends abruptly on the water surface only a few feet away from the western shore of the lake.

Standing on the lake every year, under your feet is an ice bridge that is only large enough for one person to walk alone. Behind you is a white deer with fur as white as snow and antlers and crests like rainbows.

In front of her were the lakeshore with scattered gravel, the waving reeds, and the mountains from which the songs of apes and birds could be heard.

In front of her, there was an invisible wall.

Nian Nian raised his hand, spread his fingers, and carefully printed on the invisible wall in front of him.

It feels cool and soft to the touch, with a little elasticity, and you can also feel a strong resistance, like some kind of stretched film covering it, which seems to break with a poke.

Nian Nian raised his head, and the hand imprinted on the transparent barrier naturally raised to his eyebrows, squinting to calculate the height of the sun.

It will be soon.

At noon, when the tide of the lake is at its highest, the barrier on this side will be weakened to the extreme. Even if "real objects" such as arrows and weapons cannot be transferred, it will still be enough to transfer the magical elements that will inevitably be triggered when the skill is activated.

Come in, then this "copy and paste" skill can be successfully used.

It will be soon.

Nian Nian looked back at the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer standing silently behind him. Ever since Nian Nian returned to the Tree of Life and Death, it had remained silent, as if obediently following the "no talking" order issued in anger before Nian Nian.

It silently followed her out of the tree hole, silently watched her use arrows with ice magic to build a thin and narrow path on the lake, and silently followed her around the tree of life and death.

, crossed the lake and came here.

"Ahem, don't you have anything to say now?" Nian Nian turned around and looked at it and asked.

Jiusedenxianlu looked at her calmly, then lowered his head to look at her waist.

Year after year, she lowered her gaze and only saw her own leather quiver.

The cover of the quiver is naturally open, and the red, white, and brown arrows are inserted neatly into it.

As he was lowering his head, Nian Nian suddenly felt a weight on his eyebrows, as if something was pressing on them.

When she raised her head, the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer also raised its head and was looking at her quietly.

It turns out that what just poked Nian Nian's eyebrows was its antlers.

Nian Nian raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. Just as he was about to ask what it was doing just now, he heard the Nine Colored Immortal Deer say lightly:

"Time is up."

Outside the Hidden Flower Valley.

The holy mages of the Silver Button Mercenary Group have been busy for several hours.

On the shore of the lake, eight water-based holy mages in navy blue mage robes formed a semicircle, chanting in front of the half-meter line drawn on the ground in the center of the circle.

If they didn't know what they were doing, this scene would be really funny.

The half-meter line was drawn by Simir on the land on the shore.

Although he was the last to set out, he arrived at the same time as the others.

Standing on the shore of the lake, Simil walked around for a while, then used the staff in his hand to point out two points not far apart on the ground, connected the two points with a line, and then turned around

He nodded to the people who were staring at him intently:

"This is it. Just concentrate your efforts to destroy the area between the two points."

Although he didn't like this person very much, Anbu followed his instructions and arranged his manpower after Simil brought the news that the elf archer had obtained what they needed.

After everyone was in place, the eight water holy mages began to use low-level water magic skills to stir up the lake water.

The water in the lake stirred up waves, and the waves jumped up and hit the air. The water droplets flying in the air slid straight down along an invisible plane, and where the water droplets slid over, there were clear water traces hanging.

Simil walked slowly from the shore of the lake to the foot of a big tree and watched the progress of those people's work from a distance.

It was the same year, Tang Qingli and Sanchi Shui were also here, but the three of them stood behind the busy water holy mages, looking up at the position of the sun and at the barrier that was gradually changing.

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Sanchi Shui occasionally raised his head and glanced at the sun, and occasionally at the center of the circle where there was no change. The rest of the time, he held his Yunji Sword and practiced swordsmanship on the spot.

Shi Sui silently estimated the time in his mind, raising his head from time to time to confirm his calculations, but most of the time he still stared at the transparent barrier that gradually rippled as the lake water washed away, as if he could not see through it.

The barrier is looking at who.

Tang Qingli was also looking at the transparent barrier that was gradually weakened, but he was obviously more interested in the method and effect of this weakening. While observing the casting rhythm of the holy mages, he estimated the actual weakening effect of these skills.

Utilizing the water magic elements gathered during high tide, and relying on the original impact of the lake water on the barrier during high tide, supplemented by the soft and stable continuous lifting force, each wave that rises is a little higher than the previous wave.

A little more powerful, a little more weakening of the barrier.

I just don't know if such a slow weakening speed can achieve the desired effect just at noon. Tang Qingli thought with some uncertainty.

After a long time, Simil's footsteps sounded "rustling" on the lake shore, getting closer and closer.

At the same time, Tang Qingli and Sanchi Shui raised their heads at the same time, looking at the sun hanging high in the sky, and heard Simil say calmly:

"Time is up."