I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Primeval forest at night.

It was raining heavily.

Outside the tree hole of a giant tree whose bottom has been hollowed out.

Four dark green revolving lanterns were hung on the four branches respectively.

The surface of the lamp is made of human skin.

The imprisoned "will-o'-the-wisps" were imprisoned inside.

Necromancers like to use the "wild fire" that is not effective at all times as a low-level substitute for the gem of true knowledge.

Of course there is only one reason -

poverty.

Outside the ghost lights.

The protective barrier outlined with bone meal and phosphorous ash has long been washed away by the waterfall.

Even if there is still a "medium-sized negative energy shield" as a backing in the tree house.

The owner of the house still looked a little uneasy.

Geordley stood at the door of the tree house.

Silently looking into the depths of the jungle on a rainy night.

It seemed that even the slightest disturbance could affect his nerves.

He tightly clutched an extremely thick and ugly staff.

Swish! Swish!

Strange noises came from the branches.

Qiao Deli raised his head suddenly, almost, the negative energy rays in his hand were about to pour out——

Fortunately, he pressed the head of the staff just in time.

next second.

A group of demonized squirrels jumped over happily.

Geordley watched them disappear into the rain curtain in silence.

"I'm so nervous."

Qiao Deli comforted himself in his heart:

"Since you have already made a plan, you shouldn't be so concerned about gains and losses."

Think here.

He couldn't help but glance back.

Deep in the tree house.

Those two ostentatious fellows were holding up his favorite treasure, and it was distraught to Jordley—

If the incident hadn't happened suddenly, he would not have invited people to visit his home as a solitary person.

Not to mention showing the big treasure that I have cherished for a long time!

"This thigh bone is really nice..."

A necromancer's amazed voice came from the room:

"Surely she must have been a beauty before she was alive?"

Another added:

"It's really good, it's a pity that such long legs are not used to make "Bone Chariot Princess". "

Go fuck the Bone Car Girl!

Qiao Deli cursed in his heart:

The XP of these necromancers is really weird!

At this time.

The necromancer holding the thigh bone suddenly turned his head with a smile and looked at him:

"Are you in trouble, Geordley?"

Geordley's face tightened.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. Even the "Rainforest Ecology Research Institute" can't keep you for a guy like you who doesn't fit in. Today, we suddenly invited us to be a guest—anyone with a little brain knows that something is wrong, right? "

The speaker's name was Johansen.

He is a level 33 Necromancer and one of the senior managers of the Ecological Research Institute.

He put down his thigh.

He strode up to Qiao Deli.

"Tell me, what kind of enemy is it?"

Johansen lit a cigarette for himself, and handed one to Jordly as well:

"We necromancers are good at this."

"Anyway, the speed at which tobacco leaves destroy the lungs can never keep up with the speed at which negative energy erodes the brain. It is better to enjoy yourself in time."

Girdley smiled reluctantly, then declined.

"I don't know the specifics."

He said in a deep voice:

"I only know that he has a level 34 elite gargoyle as a servant."

"That's not easy..."

Johnson was smoking, and suddenly smiled strangely, showing his yellow teeth:

"What kind of secret do you hide? So that you are unwilling to accept the protection of the research institute when you encounter such a dangerous enemy?"

"If you want me to say, you are not an undercover agent of other forces, are you?"

Qiao Deli's face turned pale immediately.

Who said that necromancers are all elm-headed! ?

He defended with a panicked face:

"How is it possible, I'm just not used to it..."

At this time.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps ahead.

The three looked around.

But in the dark rain, a macho man came out with one hand dragging a giant tree!

That is a genuine purgatory devil!

Although not an elite template, the dangerous breath from purgatory made the necromancers instantly nervous.

On the shoulders of the macho.

A little guy was lying on his stomach, pointing at the tree house.

"I can add money!"

Geordley couldn't help yelling.

But long before he shouted.

Johansen and another necromancer had already disappeared without a trace!

He tremblingly raised the ugly staff in his hand.

Frightened and desperate.

...

"Are you kidding me!"

"Our spells against pure-blooded devils are massaging them!"

In the rain.

Johansen quickly threw on himself "sole oil" and "march" and ran wildly.

The other necromancer ran much slower.

In the latter's increasingly weak shouts.

The two sides quickly distanced themselves.

Johansen ran far away in one breath, before finding a relatively safe place to stop.

After quickly stimulating the negative energy defense shield on the clothes.

He began to summon the "lower bone horse".

"It should be safe now."

When he thought so.

Suddenly, I felt something flying over my head.

He looked up.

Only dense branches and water droplets were seen.

Pearly drops hit his neck.

He felt cool.

Then he lost the ability to bow his head forever.

...

"You killed a Necromancer (Elite/Human)"

"You got blackjack XP"

"You got 44 points of chivalry"

"Getting the killing order reward..."

"Failed to obtain the reward, you cannot obtain the feat from the necromancer"

...

"What did I say?"

"Necromancers are bad luck, and it's not good to kill them at all."

Roger felt the corpse dully.

Except for the standard robe with its own "negative energy shield".

The rest, such as bone meal, blood salts, phosphorous ash, are of little use.

I managed to find a few visible rings and necklaces, but they were all driven by negative energy.

Not only is the effect mediocre, but it also erodes the user's body.

Worthless to Roger.

He stood up helplessly.

in the rain.

Ugwu dragged the corpse of another necromancer over.

Devils usually have high spell resistance.

Although not as ruthless as Roger, he is still a big daddy in front of low-level mages.

The strength of the contractor in the early stage is slowly reflected.

The only threshold is the carrier of the written contract.

Poor Capella was probably still looking for "ancient bamboo" or "stubborn stone" during his lifetime.

Few people know that rabbit skin can be used as a substitute.

...

"Owner."

"The woodpecker got hurt..."

Ugwu's complexion was a little dignified:

"There's something wrong with that person."

"Um?"

Roger was slightly surprised.

The woodpecker is a hunk that even a female Ben Thundersaurus can beat!

"But that guy seems to be the culprit who imprisoned the gargoyle."

"It's not surprising that there is something."

With this in mind.

He shook off Ugwu and rushed back as fast as he could.

...

The battlefield outside the tree house was in chaos.

The woodpecker waved the giant tree in its hand angrily, and razed all the obstacles around it to the ground!

The edge of the battlefield.

The gargoyle was pinned to the ground by a light blue net, waving its claws angrily.

It moves every time.

The net on the body will tighten a bit.

Just dozens of breaths.

Its stony skin was actually stretched out with fine cracks!

A shadow quickly drifted away from the battlefield.

He held two daggers in his hand, and he was as fast as a ghost!

The woodpecker's waist and ankles had been stabbed several times!

The wound is bleeding rapidly, and there are light green corruption elements on the edge.

The dagger was obviously poisoned.

If it wasn't for the fact that the devil's poison resistance was also very high, the woodpecker would have fallen by now!

His health is dropping sharply.

The opponent didn't give him a chance to fight head-on.

Whether it's the timing or the angle of the shot, it can be said to be firm and precise——

It's an old cunt.

...

"I was worrying too much, and the owner of the gargoyle is nothing more than that."

Jordley held the dagger and skillfully used the "Shuttle Step".

This unique skill of an elite assassin allowed him to successfully turn the horned monster in front of him around.

As for the gargoyle.

If caught in the most notorious "fly net" in the West Misty Woodland, no matter how high the level of magic beast is, it will obediently become a prisoner.

"about there."

He licked his lips habitually.

The devil in front of him became more and more anxious, and probably lost his mind.

It's time to give him a fatal blow.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill Johnson with this devil's hand."

He thought with some regret.

next second.

Then he appeared behind the horned demon like a ghost, and the dagger in his hand went straight to its heart!

However, at this moment.

A murderous intent bloomed silently behind him!

How alert Choudry was, when it happened, he tried to hide his body with a "quick hide", and then planned to dodge to the edge of the battlefield.

But the unexpected pain still pierced his nerves.

"How can it be?!"

He watched helplessly as the lower body that was about to disappear into the shadows was wiped by a scarlet knife light.

Then it fell silently onto the muddy ground.

Cold raindrops hit his face.

The world turns black and white.

Everything comes to an end.

...

"Reminder: 'Strike the enemy' is in effect..." (Note 1)

"You killed Jordley (Human Assassin/Elite)"

"You got 35 XP"

"You got 27 points of chivalry"

"Getting the killing order reward..."

"You have acquired the feat from Girdley - Easy Bones"

...

"Um?"

Roger glanced at the data bar, then trotted over to pick up the extremely ugly staff.

...

"Master of Conjuring (Special Staff)"

"Rating: SS"

"Embedded: Primordial Stone (Negative Energy)*6"

"Description: You can use this item and related spell scrolls to achieve the purpose of fast casting and guided spellcasting"

"Scroll space: 4/12 (limited to negative energy)"

"Producer: Jordley"

"Remark: Nowadays, the only difference between me and a necromancer is IQ"

...

"Oh."

Roger couldn't help but look at the corpse on the ground with admiration:

"I didn't expect to meet someone of the same kind."

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(Note 1. Here is an explanation of the mechanism of strike first.

Unable to dodge means that it cannot be dodged by coercive means such as skills, specialties, and moves.

In the process of launching the move, the target still has room to dodge and parry.

It doesn't mean that as long as I select the enemy with my eyes, I will definitely hit 100% with one thought.

After all, it is not complete gamification.

in specific battles.

There will be a concept of move or attack completion.

After the "movement completion degree" reaches a certain level, the target cannot dodge, but can only parry or resist)

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