Half-elf Ranger

"The strength of the mountain dwarf just now has reached the third rank." The war troll Kehando dragged his tired body and said with a slightly solemn expression:

"Otherwise he wouldn't be able to cut off my calf with an axe, and being able to win this victory completely took advantage of the racial talent."

Although dwarves are also a species of strong physique and strong endurance, compared with the troll race, and also the war trolls, they are simply not enough to see.

Moreover, trolls also have a perverted regeneration ability.

That's right, he completely subdued the mountain dwarf, and it took him a lot of effort.

"It's not surprising. Most of the people in Black Pearl Forest are from Sept City, Central Continent, Silverpine Plain, Deep Rock City, and the Southern Kingdom. It's not surprising that there are a few Tier 3 professionals." Carlos pondered for a while and expressed his views to everyone.

"Yes, by watching the combat performance of the mountain dwarves, it can be found that this guy's advancement has not reached the perfect level as imagined. At least he has not mastered the core racial talent of the mountain dwarves." Salayan glanced at the already drilled Entering the crowd, the dwarf who only left him with a back, analyzed.

There are more than 100 mountain dwarf natives living in Twilight Town, so he still knows a lot about the racial characteristics of mountain dwarves.

"Why didn't he master it, his "taunting" skills are very skilled. "Carlos glanced at the war troll Kohando and joked with a smile.

The war troll glared at him fiercely, Carlos immediately shut up, and the others did not dare to laugh.

"These people are born in either constant wars or very peaceful places, and the enemies they face are mostly from within the city, so when there are too many people and few people, it will create a very strong and very weak polarities. differentiation."

The lord of Iron Horse Town, Helm, slowed his expression and said, "In short, we are not too careless. I always feel that they came prepared this time, otherwise it would be impossible to bring so many people at once."

When everyone heard this, they nodded slightly in agreement with his opinion.

Because it can be seen from the opponent's lineup that even if there are no other contradictions, they will take the initiative to propose the idea of ​​a fight.

"What kind of advanced occupation is this new human being? The temperament of the whole person reveals a gloomy aura, which makes people feel very uncomfortable." Horat frowned and looked at the human who walked up to the center of the field.

He could clearly feel the rhythmically rhythmical sound of his agile and silent footsteps from the wolfskin boots on the feet of the black-clothed human being.

Being able to achieve this quiet rhythm at least proves that the other party is a professionally trained professional.

Most importantly, seeing this human man made him involuntarily think of the Thieves Guild and the Assassin Organization located in the filthy slum.

"It should be a wanderer. As for whether there is an advanced occupation, it is not clear." Carlos narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the every move of the human wanderer.

Rogues are usually a group of low-key and mysterious professions that are not easily seen through.

The advanced occupations he is most familiar with are only tricksters and assassins with spellcasting abilities. As for other occupations, although he has seen relevant information in books, he has never seen them with his own eyes.

Others also shook their heads one after another, expressing that they did not know.

As a rogue-type profession, if someone can see through his profession at a glance, it means that a battle is lost at least half, so it is almost difficult to detect their true profession.

"This is a shadow dancer." Suddenly, Thorne's voice came from behind everyone: "Even in the bright sun, I can still feel the faint shadow energy coming from his body, indicating that this wandering Those who have good shadowing skills.”

Shadow Dancer is a professional who is active between light and darkness. Like his Shadow Hand, this profession is proficient in various shadow-related supernatural abilities and can display various unexpected attack effects.

He is also a cunning master of deception, often elusive and unpredictable.

Shadow Illusion, Gaze Avoidance, Shadow Strike, Smart Mind, Shadow Jump, and Shadow Summon are nearly every ability necessary for a successful ascension to a shadow dancer.

Almost invincible without a spellcaster to limit his shadowing abilities.

"The Shadow Dancer's flexibility is too strong, let me deal with it." Then, Thorne thought for a while, interrupted everyone's whispers, and said.

In the five-on-five duel, each of them will play one person, and the one who chooses to play in the waterfall town is him.

Although Stormlord Albert was dissatisfied with the decision, he could only swallow it.

"Wait a minute!" Horat walked over to stop Thorne's path, and said with a smile, "Let me come, I haven't played against the Shadow Dancer yet."

After speaking, without waiting for Thorne to speak, he walked over without hesitation.

Seeing this, Thorne shrugged helplessly, and then stepped back.

A duel between an assassin and a shadow dancer sounds very exciting, but in a real fight, the outcome is often decided in an instant.

Because of the occupations of both parties, they all have the ability to wait for an opportunity and kill with one blow.

It is simply impossible to rely on gorgeous swordsmanship skills like duelists and swashbucklers.

However, Horat's level is a 5th-level rogue, 5th-level assassin, part-time 5th-level drow warrior, 5th-level drow swordsman master, and if he wants to deal with this shadow dancer whose strength reaches at least 3rd rank, if there are no tricks, he can hardly It's hard.

After all, the other party is a shadow dancer, and he cannot limit the unpredictable shadow ability at all.

Although the assassin profession also has a weak spellcasting ability, these spells are all used to assist oneself in assassinating or escaping.

The battle between assassins and shadow dancers is much simpler. They are not like war trolls and mountain dwarves who have to talk trash to each other for a while. They don't even introduce themselves. They just use their own methods to launch attacks. .

Assassin and Shadow Dancer are mysterious professions, if they reveal their identity, they are undoubtedly telling the enemy of their own weaknesses, and they belong to the existence that can never do more than one.

- "Supernatural ability: avoid sight!"

The first is that the shadow dancers take the lead in launching their habitual starting moves and disappear without a trace in the shadows.

- "Spell-like ability: Darkness!"

Just when the shadow dancer completely disappeared in the center of the field using the shadow ability, Holat also activated the spell-like ability attached to the drow elf bloodline.

A large cloud of dark energy enveloped the venue at an extremely fast speed, so that all the spectators could not find the two of them at all.

——“Steel Soul School (Stance Skill): Listening to the Sound Discriminator!”

Seeing this, Thorne closed his eyes and activated the Steel Soul faction's moves.

Immediately, his senses became extremely sharp, and the slightest sound of movement in the air was clearly captured by him.

The crunching sound in the dark energy cloud did not escape his ears.

The two sides did not imagine that the fight was very fierce, and they did not even have a fight.

However, he felt a slight flow of shadow energy, and heard the rubbing of the dagger as it was slowly drawn out of its leather sheath and the subtle loading of a small hand crossbow.

Immediately afterwards, he could no longer catch any sound.

Obviously, the next step is when the two compete for patience, to see who will take the lead and can't help showing their legs.

However, the assassin has the "phantom sound", and the shadow dancer also has the "shadow illusion", it depends on who can deceive the other.

More than an hour passed, and the warm sunlight came out from the clouds again, shining on people warmly and intoxicatingly.

Unfortunately, the only regret is that the bright sunlight cannot penetrate the deep darkness in the center of the venue.

The crowd of onlookers became even more speechless in the face of this boring battle than the mountain dwarves and the war trolls spraying each other. They all sat casually on the grass and whispered.

Except for Thorne, who has keen senses and can detect subtle movements in the dark energy cloud, there are only a handful of people who master the "Blind Combat" expertise, so this duel between the shadow dancer and the assassin is extremely boring.

There is movement!

Suddenly, Thorne, who was highly focused on the center of the field, looked startled. He noticed the galloping bolt of the crossbow and the sound of two daggers being thrown into the air.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, both the crossbow bolts and the daggers all hit their respective targets.

Thorne even heard faint murmurs and the rustling of blood dripping onto the weeds.

After a while, the dark energy cloud disappeared without a trace at an extremely fast speed, revealing two confronting figures.

In the field, a small sharp dagger was inserted into the pale-faced Horat's abdomen and right arm, and the wounds were still oozing blood.

And the shadow dancer, who seemed to be unscathed with a crossbow between his fingers, had a gloomy face that gradually darkened.

If you look closely, you can see that the shadow dancer's palm has become as black as ink like a cloud of dissipated dark energy.

"I have learned the craft of poison production at the Thorn Bird Assassin Academy and the Underdark, and I have also specially practiced resistance to toxins, so the Wyvern toxin of these two daggers is not enough to kill me." Huo Larter met the surprised look of the shadow dancer and explained with a smile.

"The toxin on the crossbow bolt was developed by myself. It was prepared by using the ghost face mushroom and yellow mold in the dark area, as well as the hallucinogen and the essence of rot oil on the surface. As long as it touches the skin, it will take effect immediately. I will This poison becomes 'homesick'."

Horat glanced at the deadwood master who had instructed him to make poison in the crowd, and then threw a small glass bottle containing an antidote to the shadow dancer, reminding:

"Remember, after taking this antidote, you will fall into a coma and experience the true meaning of the toxin's name once. Then be sure to let your friends wake you up at midnight with an attack, or you will will never wake up."