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The crimson soft whip has been torn off by the heavy armor swordsman, and now the weapon in his hand is the triangle sword of Lucas, and a sword blade gun is carried on the back. Sika carried Sarah on her back, and there was that huge stick behind her. Sarah was a little uncomfortable, but there was no way. In this team, only Sika is now the healthiest.

Sarin himself was injured, and it was unrealistic for the magician to rush off with the swordsman on his back.

The mist of confusion drifted in the cave **, hiding the four people. The cave soon came to an end. The red worrying thing had n’t happened. The front-run team might have left the cave and entered the chaotic swamp. The last squad of the vulture mercenary regiment was not in the cave **, the sky was bright in front, and the faint mist overflowed the cave, but now it has become extremely conspicuous.

Sarin could only disperse the mist of confusion and followed carefully. Moving south all the way, there is no trace of fighting. The mangroves are in front of it. It is late autumn. The water in the mangroves is reduced. The seasonal rivers are mostly dry, exposing the wet muddy ground.

There are also puddles, shallow waters and fish that have trouble breathing. The huge black cat has been waiting patiently for a long time, and the short-tailed eagle is hovering in the sky, making the woods look alive.

Sarin had a strange feeling. After he dissipated the mist of confusion, his perception did not narrow down, but expanded. Everything within a hundred meters is as clear as the bottom of the eye. A worm out of the bark spits out crystal mucus. Under the leaves, leaf-cutting ants nibble at the leaves with both jaws, leaving the fiber veins of the leaves.

Sarin even found a tortoise under the ground. This low-level Warcraft is good at hiding, and his breathing is too slow to detect, but Sarin sensed the heartbeat of this tortoise. He could even feel the four hearts of the tortoise. The frequency of beating.

The perception range of the first-level magician is only about ten meters, and it will not be so clear. If Sarin is not in the mist of confusion, the perception range is just over 20 meters. Sarin thought a little, took off the green ring, and suddenly lowered his perception, as if everything had returned to chaos.

Putting on the ring, the perception recovered, and Sarin raised the corner of his mouth, which was an unexpected surprise. The perceived distance and clarity determine the distance and effect of magic.

For example, in theory, a level of magic can strike a target 20 meters away, but to achieve accurate strikes, so that the enemy can not avoid, magic must be controlled within the perception range. The average first-level magician has a perception range of 10 meters. Beyond this distance, the perception begins to blur, and it needs to be corrected by both eyes.

The distance of 10 meters is exactly the distance where the swordsman has the most explosive power. If the magician cannot expand the scope of perception, he will not have much advantage over the swordsman. The magic corrected by both eyes can not have the tracking effect, and the flexible swordsman is easy to escape.

Now Sarin's perception has been extended to a range of 100 meters. Before becoming a great magician, he does not have to worry about the lack of perception.

Crimson stopped suddenly, and Sarin stopped at the same time, not moving forward.

The sound of fighting comes from the front, which can be distinguished by ears. Metal crashes, heavy breathing, and painful moans. Sarin naturally stood behind a tree, and the shoes on his feet had been stained black and brown by the mud. He didn't care, and Sika lowered Sarah gently, leaning her against a tree.

Blame!

Sarin was very depressed, and the escaped team even thought with himself, and plunged into the dangerous mangrove forest. No matter whether it is an escape team or a tracking team, there are no magicians and Caucasian warriors. If you encounter a scary demon or a soul-absorber, you may not survive much.

Knowing this earlier, Salin would rather detour.

"Who! Retreat!" There was a shout in front of him, and at the same time, a feather arrow broke into the sky and went straight to Sarin. Sarin was hiding behind the tree, and was vigilant, too late to support the watermark shield, bent down sharply, almost lying on the ground. The feather arrow penetrated the tree trunk without suspense, and flew over Salin's head.

The trajectory of this arrow is from top to bottom, it is extremely difficult to avoid, if Sarin moves a little less, I am afraid it will just penetrate the head.

Sarling suddenly discovered the archer, and the joy of just improving perception disappeared. After all, his level was too low, and he did not find this guy hidden 50 meters away.

Sarin's face was cold, and at a distance of 50 meters, his magic could not be accurately located, and he could not counterattack. If it is a great magician, the magical attack distance is at least 200 meters. Now he can only watch the archer continue to bend the bow at the top of the tree, take an arrow, and aim.

The archer aimed at Salin and others with his weapon and shouted loudly: "Red line work, get off."

"What is the red line?" No matter how much Sarin studied, he couldn't know what was popular now. Crimson lips twitched, and reluctantly said, "It's the red thread bandits."

"Strange, I seem to have an impression, Sika, do you remember this?"

"Head of the group, the eighth thieves in the bounty list, killed a hundred gold coins, the head of the red line, and his head is worth 20,000 gold coins. You have said it."

20000? Isn't it taller than me? Sarin remembered that he was personally wanted by Earl Sufonso. The number was much worse than this gangster, and he felt vaguely that the Red Line Thieves couldn't afford it.

Sarin slowly released four shields of watermarks, letting the bubbles enveloping the magic shield float around his body. Then he turned back and pulled up the feather arrows shot into the ground behind him. He looked up, looked at the archer in the tree, made a provocative expression, and then held both ends of the feather arrow with both hands, and slammed hard.

With a click, the feather arrow was broken, and Sarin threw the broken arrow on the ground and smiled at the archer.

"Merlin Merlin!" Crimson was anxious. Although the other party was very arrogant, but he was just driving his own team, it didn't mean anything. He can't afford the Red Line Thieves, even the entire Falcon mercenary regiment may not provoke others.

Sarin sneered and said, "His first arrow was meant to kill me. If I were shot, do you think he would let you go? I'll go to revenge with one arrow. If you're afraid, just Wait here. "

Sarin said, inspiring the power of magic on the magic robe, rushing towards the archer.

Juli is a first-level magic, which is a kind of mixed magic, which can not only increase the user's strength, but also enhance the anti-strike ability. It is a ground magic. Sarin can only be inspired by the magic core he wants to bring.

"I don't know life or death!" The archer's face was also fierce. His eyesight was sharp and he could see clearly. The mark on Sarin's magic robe was obvious. This was just a first-level magician.

As long as the distance is maintained, the archer poses a greater threat to the first-level magician than the assassin.

Sarin's steps are awkward, without wind speed, and his movement speed is only faster than ordinary people. The archer's bow immediately opened to half full, and an arrow was shot.

puff!

A bubble broke and the watermark shield disappeared. The archer hit the second arrow like a cloud, and the two arrows were almost in line, breaking the second bubble again.

I see how many magic strings you still have!

When the archer made his third shot, there were already three feather arrows between his fingers. Sarin's face was calm, and bubbles in the size of a basin appeared in front of him, resisting the archer Lianzhu archery.

40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters ...

Every 10 meters forward, the archer shoots at least 9 arrows, Sarin's gas is shot, and immediately a new bubble is added. The archer's face is dignified. Is this magician pretending to be a big magician?

Impossible, the magic shield of the great magician cannot be broken by himself! When he was thinking, the situation was already against him. Sarin is close to a distance of 20 meters. He is still on the tree. He wants to leave, but he can't, because this is the shortest distance that magic can reach. Even if Sarin is a genuine first-level magician, he can start to He threatened his life.

The closer to the archer, the calmer Sarin's mood is. He even had time to think about things when he was a child. At that time, for half a cake, he would be humble to please a small vendor. When people beat him, he endured it silently, never knowing what resistance was.

It wasn't until one day that he was caught in jail because of a gold coin. When Jason came to rescue him, Sarin suddenly felt that his original life was hell.

Don't live the same life as before, Sarin smiled, holding the mantra in both hands, chanting a rhythm of magical mantra loudly in his mouth. The archer touched the quiver, and his hand was empty. He found that his feather arrow had been shot clean. After he shot the last feather arrow, the magician's shield no longer increased, as if knowing that he had no weapons.

The archer was unwilling to sit and wait for his death, put down the horn bow, drew his dagger from his waist, and pounced under the tree. He didn't believe in the melee ability of a magician. As long as it can reach within 10 meters ...

puff!

An unusually dull sound, an ice cone thicker than the arm hit the archer's head, and the head was so big that it shattered instantly.

Crimson stunned, this blow exceeded his knowledge of magic. The mercenaries of the fourth-level mercenary regiment know nothing about magic. Sarin uses first-level magic, which can be distinguished by the blush. It's just that this level of magic is also too powerful. The huge ice cone is so fast that it can't be seen clearly by the red eyes.

This means that as long as Sarin's magic is locked, professionals below level 4 will have no escape.

After this blow, Sarin's state has been adjusted to its peak. The three advanced skills of second casting, second casting, and instant magic are perfectly integrated by him, so that the first-level magic has the effect of the third-level magic.

Looking at the archer whose head was destroyed and fell in front of him, Sarin said with regret-"It's a pity a hundred gold coins!"

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