The Divine Noble is a middle-of-the-road profession that has a seemingly unattainable but well-rounded attribute growth. In a specific field, he will never be the opponent of the specialist, but his advantage is omnipotence, and how to exert this omnipotence is the criterion for considering whether a person's combat consciousness is sharp. If you are an ordinary person, it is difficult to suddenly play a profession that seems to be all-round, but has no special strengths, but players are different, they have enough time and enough opportunities to play a profession quite skillfully...... Liang Lidong had fought thousands of times and died hundreds of times in the game, and he already knew the advantages and disadvantages of all classes, and he knew even more about what the class of god-descendant nobles could do.

Everything in the dense fog was dispersed by the water vapor, Liang Lidong rushed towards the nearest mercenary like a leopard, he had turned into a red afterimage, almost in the blink of an eye, from more than ten meters away from the dense fog, directly appeared in front of this mercenary, and then the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

At this time, his panel already has a physical value of 8.4, his strength is not low, and he has the talent of 'noble swordsmanship' and the bonus of 'swordsmanship specialization'. After all, with the same mass, the faster the object velocity, the stronger the impact.

This mercenary also reacted quickly, blocking the wide blade of the broadsword in front of his heart, but he underestimated Liang Lidong's strength. The Fake Emperor Meteor Sword was like silver lightning on the body of the broadsword, it stands to reason that the broadsword is thick and not easy to damage, but the thing is so bizarre, the mercenary's broadsword was a little bit by Liang Lidong, and it immediately shattered like glass.

The mercenary was shocked and retreated vigorously, and then in his incomprehensible and frightened gaze, the unscathed Emperor Meteor Sword in Liang Lidong's hand was retracted and stabbed, and it clicked on the mercenary's throat like lightning, and then Liang Lidong took a few steps back like lightning.

The mercenary punched hard into the air, and then he saw a 'red fountain' appear in his field of vision, and he desperately covered his throat, but the bleeding stopped, the strength gradually disappeared, and his vision gradually blurred......

Liang Lidong looked at the mercenary who fell to the ground in pain, convulsed a few times, and then did not move, and was a little surprised in his heart: from the perspective of the system, the level of this mercenary has LV4, and it is the same as himself, although he has a sophisticated temperament, but in essence, the reaction speed and combat effectiveness are not strong, and there is obviously no 'weapon specialization', for example, Liang Lidong has 'swordsmanship specialization' and 'noble swordsmanship', one specialty and one talent, and the talent of 'aristocratic prejudice' regards the long sword as ' Weigh the weapon', the three characteristics add up, he dares to carry a long sword and play melee with people.

I don't even have a 'weapon mastery', what kind of melee pro to be! This is the 'truth' that players recognize.

This mercenary was also killed by Liang Lidong because he didn't have a 'weapon specialization', and then he was killed unarmed.

At this time, there was an explosion roar from the side, and the blazing hot wind blew from the side, and there was a scream. Liang Lidong turned his head and found that Joan of Arc had successfully used the method of airborne fireball to kill a mercenary. Now there were only two mercenaries left, and although they couldn't see what was happening to their companions or hear anything, their instincts, as professionals, told them that things were not going well.

The two of them ran separately, although their vision was insufficient, but they barely ran in the right direction with the memory of when they came, but the problem was that the fog magic not only weakened their field of vision, hearing ability, but even their speed was affected to a certain extent. The most important thing is that the fog magic is centered on Liang Lidong, so when Liang Lidong moves, the dense fog will also move.

He followed the mercenaries silently, and when he was in the thick fog, no matter how loud the sound he made when walking, he would be treated as 'silent movement', as if the sound had been absorbed by the fog.

The mercenary fled in a panic, looking around in a panic, looking back from time to time, as if he was followed by a terrible demon who would run out from behind and devour him if he was not paying attention.

In fact, Liang Lidong did follow the mercenary about fifteen meters behind him, but because the dense fog blocked his vision and sound, he didn't know that there was a person hanging behind him. The mercenary ran desperately, walking in the mountains and forests was originally a hard job, and at this time it was still at night, and the sight was obscured by the dense fog, the mercenary didn't know how many times he was almost knocked down by the grass on the ground, the more he ran, the more tired he became, and the speed became slower and slower, but the scope of this dense fog seemed to be endless, and he couldn't run out.

Liang Lidong looked at the mercenary's back, waiting for the right time to start, he remembered that this mercenary had the 'blind fighting' specialty, and the opponent could sense the opponent's actions through the air flow even in a dim environment, so he had to wait until this mercenary was tired, so tired that he couldn't 'use' the blind fighting specialty.

At this time, Joan of Arc's voice came from the other side of the spiritual channel: "I killed this mercenary, I won, master, you have to fulfill your promise to help me cook a big meal." ”

"You're hurt?" Liang Lidong seemed to be a little strange when he heard its voice, a little weak.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, but you'll have to come and pick me up later, I can't fly for the time being, and I've hurt my wings."

"Then you find a safe place to hide first."

"It's okay, ordinary beasts can't hurt me, after all, I'm a monster. They didn't even dare come near me. ”

Turning off the spiritual channel, Liang Lidong continued to follow behind this mercenary, the other party was still running, but because of excessive panic, because he had been unable to escape from this fog, in an extremely panicked mood, the mercenary's directional perception began to have problems, and unconsciously, he began to run away from the mountain road, and actually began to go back to the mountain.

Running with all his strength, coupled with extreme emotions, the mercenary's physical strength decreased quickly, and within five minutes, he began to pant, and finally couldn't help but rest with his back against a big tree to adjust his breath. During the break, he still did not let his guard down. Professionals are different from ordinary people, even if they are mages, their physical strength is restored faster than ordinary people, not to mention melee professionals who are physical-based.

After about five minutes, the mercenary felt that his physical strength had almost recovered, and although the fog still did not dissipate, he felt much more relieved, as long as he had physical strength, he believed that he would be able to get out of this damn fog.

He wiped the sweat from his head, and was about to leave the tree when he heard a thud behind him, and then his whole body shook, and with an expression of disbelief, he looked down to see a severed sword tip emerging from his heart.

The more reassuring humans are, the less vigilant they are, and the more vulnerable they are to attack.

The mercenary turned his head, most of his vision was blocked by the tree, the long sword in his body was withdrawn, he knelt on the ground, covered his heart, and before he fell, he used all his last bit of strength to shout: "You demon...... I curse ......"

It's a pity that he didn't finish his words and stopped moving.

Liang Lidong grabbed his arm, shook off the blood stains on the sword, and returned the sword into the sheath. Then he went back, and because of the spiritual channel, he easily found Joan of Arc. The latter was crouching in a pile of crown grass, hiding his figure. Liang Lidong pulled it out, then held it in his hand, and found that there was a large wound on its left wing, almost half of its wings were cut off, and a large amount of blood pasted half of its body feathers into pieces.

The vitality of the demon pet is very strong, and although the blood has stopped, Joan of Arc's spirit is obviously very aggrieved. Liang Lidong hurriedly took out the hydrotherapy scroll from the space backpack and tore it up and put it on Joan of Arc's body. A pale blue magical light enveloped Joan of Arc's body, and after a while, Joan of Arc looked up and said, "Okay master, leave me alone, and go ahead with your plan." ”

"I'm not worried about you staying here alone, I can put you in my space backpack, but that place is not very comfortable, I don't know if you want to!"

"Good!" Joan of Arc nodded.

Carefully placing Joan of Arc in his space backpack, he walked to the entrance of the mine, where there were no signs except for the crater that Joan of Arc had blasted with fire and other marks, as well as five pairs of footprints. Then he waited at the entrance of the cave for about half an hour, and when no one came out, he went in himself.

Cautiously walking into the mine, before approaching the deepest cavity of the gold mine, he smelled a strong fishy smell coming from the inside of the mine, although there was also the smell of human blood, but this strange fishy smell was very bad, it was close to fishy smell.

With eight points of vigilance, Liang Lidong first threw an illumination scroll into the hollow, and only after the light was shining inside did he look sideways.

There were no more people standing inside, three mercenaries were lying on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood, their bodies were all mutilated, and one of them even had his head gone.

And around them, there were the corpses of several large white spiders...... When Liang Lidong left, there were no spiders here, and there was only one road to the outside in this place, that is, these spiders should have been summoned, and a little farther away, there was a spider with two broken legs and quite inconvenient movement was hissing, it had already found Liang Lidong, and was threatening the latter with its teeth open, its abdomen was raised a little because of the violent movements, and Liang Lidong saw that there was a strange pattern similar to a human face on it.

Human-faced spiders? Ms. Rose's pet? Liang Lidong had heard of this magic technique, which could summon several human-faced spiders of Lady Rose to fight against enemies. Human-faced spiders are strong and weak, and a strong priest can naturally summon a powerful human-faced spider. It seems that this should be the handiwork of Ackerman, but what about others?

Liang Lidong looked around, and after a while, he finally found Ackerman lying on the ground, like a dead body, in the innermost corner.

Fight like Kilkenny cats? Liang Lidong smiled noncommittally, then he walked over to the archer's corpse and retrieved a small crossbow from the latter's body.

He put a good arrow on the crossbow, and then took a few steps forward, and at the same time pulled the crossbow machine, and an arrow hit the mouth of the human-faced spider, the insect screamed and convulsed a few times, and then died, it was already injured and unable to move, such a big target, even if Liang Lidong shot with his eyes closed, he could shoot it.

Then Liang Lidong took a few more steps forward, and then pointed his crossbow at Ackerman, who was lying on the ground.

"Don't!" Ackerman suddenly raised his head: "Please let ...... go"

He was halfway through his sentence when a crossbow bolt landed on his forehead, and his eyes widened and his head fell to the ground.

"If I let you go, who will let the children of Reed Village go?" Liang Lidong said to himself, and then he put the crossbow back into the hands of the deceased mercenary: "Both sides will die together...... Well, it looks like I don't need to set up the scene anymore, just erase my traces, heh, it looks like I can move on to the next step. ”