Demon Lord

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Chapter 120: What a Damn

The mist in the Cobb Forest exists all year round. Even in the afternoon when the sun is full and the daily temperature is highest, the fog in the forest can still reduce the visibility to within three or four hundred meters.

For Francis, who was frightened to flee the road, at this time running two or three kilometers, he had no way to distinguish between east and west.

Here, the dazzling sunlight overhead was completely blocked by lush forests and fog. When walking through it, the brightness of the surrounding environment is like the evening when the sun is about to fall. In such a situation, if you walk alone, the songbirds in the forest will become more noisy, and sometimes it will make people feel a little ... harsh.

Francis was extremely anxious at this moment.

As the eldest son of the Duke and the descendant of the largest aristocracy in the territory of Everta, his living conditions from childhood to age have always been excellent-soft beds, warm fireplaces in winter, usually delicate and nutritious meals, excellent Education ... So for many years, his real hardship was not too much. Apart from staying at the farmhouse while visiting the border, he had never survived in the wild at all, so in terms of "survival in the wild", he could not compare to even Just started mercenaries.

Under this kind of growth experience, it is no surprise that he lost his way in the forest.

With his eyes glaring ahead, the dim forest had become a horrible **** he had never imagined in Francis' eyes-shortness of breath, the wand was soaked with sweat from the palm of his hand, and his steed was too tired to run, and The inexplicable sounds in his ears made him more tense and difficult to relax ...

I missed it!

Francis wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, 咚咚 咚咚 's heartbeat was clear and audible, and his brain was a mess of congee-how could he never imagine that Sally could have such a powerful backhand!

No wonder she would run to Xichengmen desperately. It turns out that this cunning sister had already planned everything ...

After looking back and confirming that no chasing troops appeared, Francis took a deep breath and relaxed some of his spirits, but still raised his wand with fear, so that the elements of the "Ice Shield" on the side continued to condense.

The resentment and resentment that had accumulated in his heart finally erupted at this time, and he couldn't help but sternly said, "Wait, I must let you die without burial place!"

But as soon as the voice fell, he felt that the hairs were standing upright for a moment ... Just looking up to look around, the "ice shield" on the side banged!

The icy ice shield was originally hidden in the air, only to appear when attacked. But at this moment, Francis opened his eyes wide and looked straight at the shield on the left showing a large white crack ...

半径 The radius of the lines that spread like a spider's web is a full meter. Looking closely, he is seeing that the outside of the shield is nailed with a long arrow unbiasedly!

And in this sacred work, there was a shadow again in the dim forest.

In the field of vision, the second arrow "噗" shot through the head of His Majesty's army horse. The horse that was moving forward immediately fell forward, Francis leaned forward uncontrollably, and the next moment, the third arrow was "Pap" broke the ice shield that can no longer be maintained ...

The arrow fluttered against his back, and opened a mouth that was three centimeters long.

If it wasn't for the shield that deflected the arrows a bit when it broke, I'm afraid Francis' head has been pierced!

"Flop!"

Francis, who fell to the ground, could not afford to be sweaty, immediately turned over and rolled out of the horse's body, and released a second "Ice Shield" with a wand in his hand. The tree rushed over.

And it was just over a second, that the shield he had just cast was hit again with a click, but this time the arrow was slipped away by the shield, leaving only a white stroke on it. Marks-The long arrow was nailed to the trunk next to it, and Francis scared out of his heart.

The gesture of running away from him was completely called "a fart roll" for the distinguished "Elemental Master", but Francis had no time to maintain any demeanor at this time. He only knew that if he slowed a step, the consequence would be his life!

Even if his brain is dull, he still knows who this precise arrow came from ...

Damn scout who always upsets his plans!

"Rody! Why are you attacking me ?! You are rebellious! You are--"

"Snapped!"

The arrow fluttered almost against Francis' ears, and the arrow splashed his face with hula lapping wrapped in bark fragments, directly interrupting his incoherent nonsense.

"This scum ... this **** ..."

The speed at which the magical powers gathered increased. Francis cursed while trying to restore the form of "Ice Shield". Anger and fear were mixed in his heart, but he didn't know which one accounted for more.

Prior to meeting Roddy, Francis did not believe that the power of the arrows could penetrate the "Icy Shield"-unlike the plate armor and the mail armor, the magic shield has a spherical structure, which is a defense against this range of puncture damage. The ability is extremely high, and even the vast majority can be directly exempted. What is more undeniable is that the power of the arrow is always weaker than the power of the melee sword under the same level of strength.

Ordinary sword attacks may not be able to break the ice shield in one hit, but just now, he almost was shot dead by successive arrows in his breath. This situation can only explain one fact: Roddy Not only is the power of the attack amazing, but the moment the arrow hits the shield, the power reaches its maximum because the angle of incidence is perpendicular to the spherical surface of the shield!

This has always been a "theoretical value", which belongs to the situation that "if it is reached, it is purely coincidental".

But just now, Francis experienced firsthand what the magical technique is-Roddy's archery made him dance directly with the **** of death!

After thinking about the joints, Francis found some despair: the "little character" in the distance, which was not worth mentioning, already had the ability to deprive his life at any time.

"Impossible ... absolutely coincidental ..."

He breathed through his mouth, trying to calm his inner fear, but his body shivered. But soon he realized that he was too cowardly, and immediately bit the tongue sharply, calming himself down!

As an advanced "Elementalist" and aristocracy, Francis has always been proud. Since the advanced legal profession at the age of twenty, only others have marveled at his talent. When was Francis envious of others? time?

But now, he really feels such "low-level emotions"-but with it comes a great rebound of self-esteem. Although it is clear that he has fallen behind, Francis, with the pain caused by the tip of his tongue, made himself immediately focus on the current battle. The nasal cavity was full of **** taste in his mouth, but the panic in his eyes was gradually replaced by calmness. After thinking about it, Francis reached out and took out two bottles and a scroll from his arms, his mind was settled, and then ... the eyes were slightly Choked up.

"When was Francis afraid of the enemy ..."

Regardless of the blood left behind, he clenched his wand and whispered to himself.

A silent confrontation began in the silent forest.

Francis leaned on the trunk, calmed his rapid breathing, immediately raised his wand, chanted for three seconds, and released a blessing spell called "Elemental Cohesion", followed by "Elemental Acuity" with a cast time of 5 seconds, and then One after another "Elemental Sentry" ...

After a dozen or so "element sentries" were cast out, he immediately unscrewed a bottle of blue potion and poured it into his mouth, and then gritted his teeth, bearing the violent impact of the potions on the internal organs and brain when the magic recovered. ...

This process is indeed his only option at the moment: "Elemental Cohesion" can keep the density of elements around his body at a high level. Although it consumes a lot of mana, there is such a "BUFF". His casting speed and Spell power can be increased by 15%.

The "Elemental Acuity" combined with the "Elemental Sentry" skills are similar in principle to the movement of a spider through a spider's web to obtain the movement of its prey. In other words, Francis can now detect nearby enemies in the first time through all "elemental sentries" within a range of 50 meters.

This is the most effective way for the “Elementalist” to face assassin or long-range shooter occupations, but to put it another way, after releasing these skills, any lower-level elementalist will encounter the “empty blue” situation. So in the absence of "medium magic potion" support, few people will use this "luxury" coping style.

But Francis, who was holding two bottles of magic recovery potion, really took the most desperate posture to deal with Roddy ...

一切 When everything was released, Francis, who was back on the trunk to restore his magic power, finally restored some confidence in fighting. Fireball has condensed in his hands, and he is ready to attack.

"Click."

Tens of meters away, the subtle sound of broken branches was almost inaudible, but Francis, who laid dozens of "elemental sentries," immediately jumped out from behind the trunk, raised his hand and waved "fireball"-the dim forest A yellow trajectory passed in the middle, and then it sounded like an explosion!

After the "Elemental Cohesion" bonus, the fireball technique is full of power ~ www.readwn.com ~ It is even faster than ordinary fireballs. It directly smashes a giant tree that is held by two people and blasts off, releasing it. The shock wave rolled up a large area of ​​leaves and dust, and it was extremely loud-but in the process, Francis stared closely into the distance, his expression did not relax at all.

The next moment, as the giant tree "creaked" fell to the side, he suddenly noticed the shaky cloak shadow within the range of "Elemental Sentry", and instantly threw out three "ice cones" in his hands. ——The white shadow that flashed through the sky was immediately “snapped” on the root of a tree in a distance, and through the white mist rising when the ice cone shattered, Francis vaguely saw some torn pieces. Cloak cloth piece.

"Idiot ... you are dead!"

He snorted, and immediately backed away from another tree, and the sound of a "click" in his ears showed that Roddy's arrows were easily cut off by the shield ... Although neither of them could hit this round Who, but Francis obviously thought he had the upper hand.

He filled his potion again, and Francis raised his hand and held the spell scroll that could send 3rd-level "Frost Nova", and lost all of his confidence at this time.

Francis, who had only a confident face, could never think of it. At this time, Roddy, who was standing on the edge of the "Elemental Sentry" detection area by "stealth", shook his head with disdain-

"Really **** idiot ..."

(Finish)

PS: This chapter has been changed for 4 hours. Now I'm hungry and I haven't eaten dinner ... For my frustration, let's get a ticket. The chapter name is intentional, and the next one is the blood-stained robe (bottom)