The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dore walked through the arrow rain as if strolling, not flustered at all.

The archers in the dark were shocked at this moment. Was this guy a human or a ghost? How could he be so powerful? He was just a level two wizard, so why did he have such abilities?

Could it be that he had already advanced to level three?

After level three, the range covered by mental power was extremely wide. As long as the physical fitness met the standards, it was indeed possible to do so. However, they had clearly confirmed a few days ago that this guy was only level two.

In the darkness, one person gestured, the arrow rain stopped, and whooshing sounds came from the forest, heading towards Dore's location.

Dore didn't dare to let them get close. Although he was level three, his level three was somewhat diluted. A level three mage without level three wizardry was equivalent to level two.

When the arrow rain stopped, he immediately squatted down, manipulated the surrounding wind elements, and ran down the mountain.

"Archers, stop him for me." A loud shout burst out from the forest, and a sound quickly approached Dore from afar. The sound contained great energy, even with a trace of battle aura.

Sensing the danger, Dore glanced back and saw a strong man rushing out of the forest, about two and a half meters tall. At this time, a pair of triangular eyes stared at him with incomparable gloom, and he rushed over quickly. The battle aura armor on his body condensed into substance, and the light flames in his hand also condensed into substance. This person was actually a level four extraordinary warrior with terrifying strength.

Fortunately, he didn't use a bow, otherwise he would have to summon Lord Baal.

At this moment, several sharp arrows flew through the air again, blocking his path.

Dore had no choice but to turn around quickly.

The whooshing sounds in the surrounding mountains and forests continued, and several more figures appeared, chasing after Dore. He glanced at them, and each of these people was level four.

Damn it, damn it, which mercenary group is this, or poaching group? Why are they chasing after a little magic apprentice like him?

He shouted loudly at the big man behind him, "If you chase me again, I won't be polite."

The man chased while sneering, "Be good, lie down quickly and let me kill you."

The corner of Dore's mouth twitched slightly, and he quietly threw two bottles of black potion on the ground.

"Then don't blame me." He silently added this sentence in his heart. "Who gave you the courage to chase an apothecary? You're really tired of living."

The bottles burst open on the ground, and gray dust radiated in all directions.

At this time, Dore had already opened a magic shield to isolate himself from the outside world.

Dore's actions did not escape the eyes of the warrior behind him. He just glanced at the broken bottle on the ground, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

He slammed on the brakes in the back, then tightly closed his mouth and nose, looking at the front with suspicion.

"Be careful, he has poison on him." He turned around and continued to chase in a different direction.

Taking advantage of this buffer, Dore rushed down the mountain for more than 30 meters, widening the distance.

At this time, several sharp arrows shot from behind the mountain again, but they couldn't touch Dore's shadow at all.

The people on both sides passed through the edge of the valley, bypassed this space, and continued to chase forward. A large group of warriors, if they couldn't catch up with a wizard in the mountains, wouldn't they be laughed at?

These days, they had done several jobs, and they were all particularly enjoyable.

At this moment, one of the people in the valley suddenly fell to the ground. The excessive speed caused him to fly out and then hit a big tree hard.

Thump.

The big tree shook violently, and the man fell directly to the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the face of the person who was preparing to bypass the poisoned area suddenly changed and retreated sharply.

This thing, the radiation range is so far?

"Retreat."

Their encirclement was not actually completed. When Dore rushed out, he kept going down, and it only took a little time to rush out of the encirclement. When he dropped the black potion, he was already standing outside the encirclement.

When the first person who was surrounding from the side not far away fell, Dore's figure suddenly stopped, and the wind element around him pushed him to stand still. He turned back and looked carefully at the people running out of the forest.

These people were all masked, and only their approximate body shape and profession could be seen. Even their age could not be seen.

Without saying a word, he waved his hand and threw several black potion bottles towards the level four powerhouse behind him.

Dore's actions caused the face of the person who was retreating sharply behind him to change drastically. "This is an apothecary, retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

"Use poison arrows." Someone suddenly shouted from the mountain.

Hearing this, Dore was stunned.

At this time, someone in the mountain cursed angrily, "Apothecary, what's the use of your poison? This guy can poison Xiao Liu in one fell swoop. How can ordinary poison kill him?

Several archers in the jungle took action, and several arrows shot towards the bottles in mid-air.

Not surprisingly, the bottles were shot down, exploded in mid-air, and black dust spread rapidly in all directions, leaving only one fish that slipped through the net and fell to the rear.

Seeing this, Dore's heart trembled. Being able to hit the bottle in flight, these people were still quite strong. Unfortunately, they encountered himself.

Seeing the black dust in the air and the black potion bottle falling to the rear, the level four warrior's eyes were about to burst. Without saying a word, he jumped to the side and sped towards the jungle.

"Damn it, how could he be such a strong apothecary? How can an apothecary be so agile? This speed is almost comparable to a level two warrior?"

The man ran while tightly covering his mouth and nose, not daring to take a breath or speak.

As for the other people in the forest, those who ran, ran, and those who didn't run away quickly fell to the ground. The others had already fled the area.

Two minutes passed, and the valley was silent.

Dore stood still and quietly looked around.

The valley was still the same valley, nothing had changed, except that there were a few more black-clothed people lying on the ground.

Baal appeared beside Dore's feet at this time, somewhat surprised, "Your set is so smooth, a group of level three people, along with a level four person, were scared away by you. Is poison so easy to use?"

Dore's mental power had not been withdrawn, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

"Poison is feared by any creature. You are level seven, of course you are not afraid, but are you afraid of the legendary Dragon Pool Blood?"

Hearing this name, Baal shrank his head and said, "That is a poison that can kill level nine creatures, are you kidding me?"

"That's right, apothecaries are the most terrifying existence among all professions. Okay, we can go to clean up the battlefield." As he said this, he threw a few more black bottles into the distance, causing them to break, and black dust spread out.

In the distant mountains, seeing this situation, the level four master's face was livid. What kind of person was this, so ruthless?

He didn't know what kind of poison the black dust was, but its toxicity was so fierce?

"Boss, we've encountered a tough one." A thin man came quietly from a distance with lingering fear, standing not far from the black-clothed man, and said with lingering fear.

"Damn, if I knew he was an apothecary, I wouldn't have gone up even if you beat me to death. This kind of person is the most vicious. To kill an apothecary, a special environment is required."