The Game of Demon Hunter

"I said, isn't it kind of us to just look at those who are killing people over there?" Chen Wei quietly popped his head out from behind a ruin to take a look, and then shrank back.

The mage next to him, Luo Yan, also picked up a piece of metal armor from the corpse at some point. As a self-taught low-level mage, he found that if he wanted to survive in this chaotic place with his skills, he might as well carry the armor with his armor. The machete works well.

"Hush!" The half-elf also looked at the battlefield over there, and had to admit that in such a scene, one or two low-level transcendents would be useless at all: "Be careful, don't let those green skins find out , they have good ears."

Although the muskets used by those green skins exploded from time to time, the exaggerated charge was a threat to everyone.

"The one who kills the green skin looks like cutting vegetables, is that Xu Yichen you're looking for?" Chen Wei peeked out again, just in time to see the demon hunter piercing through a green leather helmet with his sword: "Courage is commendable!"

Radia also had to admit that after not seeing him for a few weeks, the Serisian seemed to have gotten a lot stronger again.

"Rookie, did you see those farts with canvas bags?" Ladia brought the mage over: "Your fellow will definitely suffer in a while, let's help him, and I will take care of the two on the left. , How about you use your fire spell to ignite the one on the right side? Do your job beautifully, our goal is to save people, if you get too close, you have all seen the power of those things exploding."

Luo Yan nodded, took a deep breath, and began to peel off the metal armor on his body. Wearing these metal armors, he couldn't communicate with magical energy at all.

Damn, why can't there be mages who wear plate armor and cast spells? Luo Yan has lost confidence in the mage's shield ever since she was shot at close range by the green skins.

The half-elf who watched the mage take off his armor silently made a note in his heart, and the skills of the caster's armor and casting spells should be among the first batch of knowledge exchanged.

If the Sirisians don't buy this kind of knowledge, he can sell it for a good price elsewhere.

I hope that the mages of the Aen-Air tribe and the mages here use the same kind of magic!

"Are you ready?" The half-elf raised his bow and aimed at an excited grit, which carried twice as many explosives as the other grits, which was very conspicuous.

The mage Luo Yan finally performed normally without being disturbed by anyone. As the magic lines about the flames in his mind continued to build, the nodes were activated, and the power of the elements continued to gather in front of him. A red flame the size of a ping-pong ball The sphere condenses in less than five seconds.

The sphere was still expanding, and then was compressed by the mage again. After going back and forth several times, Luo Yan began to sweat on his forehead: "Get ready!"

The ranger didn't say anything, and directly took away the target he had been aiming for for a long time, in a real sense.

The heavy arrow hit the Grit's back like a battering ram. It can be regarded as a strong man among Grits, but the T-shaped arrow still shredded its body, and the remaining kinetic energy carried the corpse directly across It fell more than twenty meters and flew into the ruins on the other side of the street.

Before the greenskins realized that someone was attacking, the ranger shot his second arrow, shattering the head of the fart closest to Xu Yichen, and the blood that spewed out directly extinguished the matchlock on the explosive bag.

Luo Yan also activated his spell, the speed of the fireball was not much slower than the half-elf's arrows, it crossed the battlefield in the blink of an eye, and hit a few grits that were gathered together.

The unstable fire element suddenly burst into anger, blasting the leader of the grits into the sky, and then, the flames also triggered a martyrdom explosion, and the three grits carrying the explosive pack were torn apart by their new toys .

The huge explosion directly left a large crater more than half a meter deep on the ground, and all standing creatures within a twenty-five meter range were knocked down.

Xu Yichen only had time to put a layer of Kunn shield on himself, before he was dragged by the plate armor and green belt and fell to the ground together.

Fortunately, Brother Pip didn't seem to have thought of adding metal fragments to explosives, and has been relying on the power of the explosive itself to cause damage.

The plate-armored green skin that locked the demon hunter became a human flesh cover, and almost took all the damage alone. Xu Yichen didn't suffer any damage except for being a little disgraced.

The green skin didn't die after the explosion, it just stared in confusion, as if the head hit by the stone in the explosion just now seemed a little dull.

The demon hunter held the [Elegant Ripper] against the opponent's chin, stabbed the long sword in fiercely, pierced it through the top of the head, relieved its confusion, and then pushed away the corpse and got up.

Xu Yichen immediately turned his attention to the left side of the green leather position, and this sudden wave of attacks came from there.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, the witcher found out the attacker's location from the direction the body fell before the explosion.

He saw the half-elf Ladia reaching out to greet him, and then ran away without looking back. Behind the half-elf, two New China players also hurriedly ran away with him.

A large group of green skins realized that they had been tricked by someone, and there was a loud Waaagh, dozens of people chased after him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vittoria covered Xu Yichen and the two retreated back to the city wall alternately.

"It's so exciting to run after the fight!" Chen Wei followed the half-elf over the wall and robbed the cave with Luo Yan on his back. Just enter the castle, and I don’t know if the country will subsidize this trip.”

"It seems that they can hold on for a while, don't rush in, the paladins of the church haven't shown up yet." The half-elf shook his head: "If the situation is not right outside, we still have a chance to withdraw, just wait."

For Ladia, killing a few greenskins is of course not a psychological burden, but a direct war with the human church still requires some psychological preparation.

Gods really exist in this world. If you spit at a god statue today, and you are struck to death by lightning the next day when you go out, you can be regarded as a god with self-restraint. They don’t pay attention to revenge within ten years, and usually report it on the spot.

The church has a special term to explain this kind of thing, which is called divine punishment.

The paladins, who have been unable to start the situation for a long time, are studying whether they can ask the Lord of Dawn to send down a divine punishment, so as to show some color to the group of Serisians. If it is not possible, it is good to have an angel or something to fill the scene of.

Trading paladins and greenskins for casualties was a money-losing deal no matter how you looked at it.

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