"It's so close to the mountains, and the moisture in the early morning is really heavy!" After tying the reins of the colt to a stump at the foot of the hill, Rielly whipped her arms and complained.

Claymatis on the side. Bot turned to look around, then frowned, "Thanks to Lily, you're still a mage!" It doesn't seem like the situation is entirely due to natural factors. ”

"That's right! This weapon is indeed a bit weird! Barrett, who had finished distributing the potion, also nodded at this time, "It seems that either the information given by the city hall is wrong, and there is more than just a big goblin camp on it." Or maybe there's something strange inside this hill. ”

"Looks like this system isn't intended to make people live in peace!" Noodle grumbled, playing with the dagger in his hand.

However, after getting his equipment straightened, Barrett still started his own mountain climbing trip first: "But there is no need to worry too much! It's not that far from 'Ulrique'. If there were outsiders who had stepped into the Black Lead ranks, the knights stationed at 'Ulrik' would have come in person. So this time we won't run into any enemies that we absolutely can't contend with. ”

"Barrett, you're confident!" Noodle said as he put away his dagger, then took a pathfinder stick from his backpack and began to catch up with Barrett. Since the big goblins are a military race, they naturally have a relatively complete plan for camping. So it's likely that the hill in front of you has all sorts of traps they've preset - even if they've not been here for long, they may not be able to make traps that threaten the player's lives. However, if it is mainly used to alarm the police, it is not too difficult.

As he walked, Noodles suddenly stopped, and he pointed to the ground in front of him, which looked the same as the one around him. Then he waved his hand at his companions behind him, and immediately turned around and walked around. Barrett, as he carefully circumvented the well-hidden trap in front of him, thought, 'Sure enough, it's time when the wanderer is the best at his own worth!' ’

That's right! In the eyes of many people, it is difficult for the wanderer to become an effective combat force in melee combat and ranged third-rate. Even when it comes to dismantling traps, there's no substitute for them - for most spellcasters, brute-forcing them with the most primitive minions is often the easier and more effective way to do it.

However, that is often only an option for adventurers, ruins exploration, or confrontation between two armies. Because brute force attacks often cause a series of noises, it is never advisable to act stealthily. Therefore, in operations such as covert infiltration, the profession of loiter still has an irreplaceable role.

Don't tell me about the Warlocks, the Monopoly Men who have the title of 'Artifact Master'. I don't know how much it will cost to ask them to do it! If the Wanderer is a Mazda, those Trap Warlocks are Rolls-Royce Phantom Valence, which is too bad.

One has two, since the first trap was discovered. The 'mines' that lay in ambush among the grass and bushes followed. However, under the careful search of noodles, the players were finally able to get around them one by one. Soon, the humble camp on the mountainside, similar to the first 'game' before, was far out of the player's field of vision.

Claudia. "Auditore" was actually built halfway up the mountain? I thought they would, if not be built on the top of a mountain, at least in a dangerous place! ”

"This kind of makeshift camp Claudia, do you think it's one kind of permanent fortress? These goblins shouldn't have been here for long, and it's good to be able to find a place with a water source and set up camp. With that, Barrett turned to Rielly. The fog has almost lifted, and the rest of the reconnaissance is up to you. ”

"Leave it to me!" After saying this, Rielly immediately turned into a black shadow and soared into the sky, starting her own high-altitude reconnaissance business.

But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the camp in front of him. Then "Woo! Woo! Woo! The horn sounded incessantly. Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of big goblins wearing leather armor and holding long knives, gathering in groups of threes and twos, walking towards the bushes where the players were.

"Damn, this time it was discovered! These goblins were much more alert than the gangsters before them. If you had known, you should have stepped back and let Rielly cast a spell. "At this point, Barrett immediately pulled out his 'broken peak'," Clematis prepared with a bull force. It looks like there's a tough battle to be fought.

With Clematis. Bot's spell Claudia. Auditore's words were blessed with the two of them, and Barrett launched a counter-charge towards the goblins who were less than a few dozen meters away. Then Claudia. Auditore tossed the golden statue in his hand, and a roar erupted beside her. A nine-foot-long lion stood on her left hand side.

At this time, the cat-man warrior monk followed Barrett's footsteps closely, using his tall body as a cover to cover his petite figure. The halfling and the wanderer rolled into the bushes behind them, disappearing from everyone's view.

As Barrett and Lalu sped into the enemy line. The sound of shouts, footsteps, the clanging of downed weapons, and the cries of goblins. Finally the weapon sparkled. Double-digit sharp knives slashed at Barrett, but Barrett, as if he didn't care about anything, sped up his pace and chiseled towards them, and a scuffle began like never before.

The ensuing battle was more of a slaughter than a battle. The first goblin to intercept Barrett's way was ugly and furious, but in the blink of an eye, Barrett's weapon shook like lightning, splitting his head, hands, and shoulder bones. This knife did not stop at all, and the next step was to behead another goblin behind him.

As soon as the rest of the goblins saw Barrett's terrifying strength and skill, they pressed close together so that they could join forces to resist. But this intention has instead attracted more casualties. Because Barrett's image at the moment is quite angry, he is full of blood, he is wheezing and bearing, and even his skin has begun to reddened slightly--it is the result of the surging blood being mobilized with all his strength.

With a fierce swing of the Mo knife, he slashed and stabbed at the group of big goblins who had formed a formation. One slash - Instantly cut down one-third of the enemies in front of him to the ground one by one. Patches of blood splattered everywhere, like a storm that had uprooted both the small jungle and the big forest.

The scene in front of me is like Shura Hell, as if this blood-soaked two days can single-handedly kill all these earth spirits. These well-trained goblins were no match for Barrett's strength and ferocity in this battle. Fighting him, even if you don't kill him, is a complete defeat.

A moment later, there were terrifying shouts from the crowd of enemies in front of them: "Monster" and "Everyone run". And Barrett, who was holding the 'broken peak' tightly, was like a gust of wind. Rush to the frightened enemy and kill it. These big goblins, accustomed to war, slaughter, and bloodshed, were now terrified. Frightened, they were like a flock of sheep encountering a ferocious winter wolf, and they chose to flee with no morale.

As Tech chased Barrett all the way into the camp, he saw a strange creature with a long mane on a thin spine on its back.

The guy has a sinuous tail. Well-developed forelimbs, shining with certain clear fluid. Even though they were standing upright, they could tell that the green-spotted creatures were four-legged killers. The wide, flat mouth of a standard reptilian creature opens and closes, accompanied by a short roar that reveals a mouthful of deadly teeth. At the ends of each of the limbs are a pair of long, hook-like claws 6 inches long.

"Actually saw the Meat Ripper here?" Barrett frowned and slowed his pace. The monster in front of you is known as the adventurer killer of the woods. And as a close relative of the Velociraptor. The Ripping Flesh Dragon is also an intelligent carnivore. Most of the time, they burrow in dense bushes and dense forests. It is usually hunted in groups, hunting unsuspecting creatures that pass by.

During his adventures during the closed beta, Barrett had a deal with these big guys, who stood at an average height of 7 feet and weighed about 300 pounds. Of course, that's not a good memory - by biological habits, although they prefer to attack lone targets. However, if they are already quite hungry, or if they are far more numerous than a small group, the Flesh Rippers are likely to attack the crowd as well.

With the flesh-ripping dragon's thick and powerful legs, he stepped forward. With the anti-articulation of the transmission, it deftly avoided obstacles such as stones and stakes in the camp and on the hillside. The sharp claws slashed against the ground quickly, cutting off the tough grass at the waist. The smooth cut was like the work of a skilled warrior.

But just as the two were about to make contact, Barrett switched sideways to avoid the opponent's direct collision. At the same time, it also made the opponent's pair of nimble forelimbs useless - the long, hook-like claws that were wielding 6 inches. But it clung to Barrett's shoulder armor.

Barrett asks the Rough Ripper Dragon to start every fight with a pounce. The Ripping Dragon will attempt to jump on its target, pinn it to the ground, and then frantically shred its prey as quickly as possible. If the target is not killed in a single pounce, the Ripper is likely to flee immediately.

This is to give its debilitating venom a chance to work and to recoil later when the prey is weakened - its two pairs of claws on its front and rear limbs contain special neurotoxins. This will paralyze the poisoned creatures, making them slower to react and move more slowly.

So just as the front paws were passing by, the back foot of the flesh-ripping dragon kicked Barrett several times in succession. The long claws cut through the air like a rake, and they flanked Barrett from both sides.

Fortunately, Barrett is also familiar with this, and the Mo knife in his hand draws an arc. There were two consecutive bumps with the opponent's sturdy claws. successfully defused a series of attacks by the opponent.

Immediately after that, Barrett was keenly aware that this time the contact weapons of the two sides of the fight were splashed with sparks. Barrett, who sensed that something was wrong, paid attention to the claws of the flesh-ripping dragon. I found that there was a faint blue light on it. This made him frown: "Magic tooth technique? Druid? And it's just that the strength of the flesh-ripping dragon is far beyond its own kind......"

After the first encounter, the speed of this flesh-ripping dragon has slowed down significantly. There is no impact from distance acceleration. It was much less of a threat to Barrett. And the clever flesh-ripping dragon also understood his problem, and after moving quickly to the advantage of killing and pulling away for a short distance. The guy jumped forward with a kick of his right foot. It was like lightning that swooped down on Barrett. The sharp claws grabbed forward, and after falling into the air, they quickly detached and retracted.

Then it twisted, and its whip-like tail immediately pumped towards Barrett's calf. But just as Barrett was about to retreat to avoid it, he found that his legs couldn't move for a while.

"Entanglement!" At this time, the druid, who did not know where to hide, saw the opportunity and immediately cast this spell. Let the grass grow quickly on the ground and entangle Barrett's feet. 'Damn! Barrett, who didn't have time to break free, was only able to adjust the position of his legs in a small area. let the opponent's tail pull on the thick steel plate of the metal riding boots, and ate the opponent's blow hard.

The action at your feet is just the beginning. Then a cold mist coalesced around Barrett, forming a looming white veil. The painful death made Barrett feel like he was in the middle of ice and snow, and the white powder on his eyebrows was lightly smeared, and the frost was already hung. Immediately afterwards, I felt a chilling chill invade, and wisps of cold air seemed to penetrate into the body from the skin, trying to freeze the flesh and bones. It was as if a thick cold mist poured down his mouth and nose, and suddenly burrowed into his internal organs, as if to freeze his body and mind.

"The Power of the Iron Heart!" Barrett, who knew that the situation was not good, immediately opened his hole cards. But at this moment, a torrent of energy that seemed to be able to purify everything suddenly jumped in his body. This torrent ran straight through the limbs and hundreds of bones, and instantly dispersed all the cold breath.

Barrett, who was free from the interference of frost, twisted his waist, and a huge mountain broke out. Accompanied by the severed limbs of the dead opponent, green blood splattered. Others splashed on his bare skin, and the obvious corrosion made him frown.

Fortunately, toxicity is expected, and it doesn't matter to Barrett. So he didn't even breathe, and then slashed his sword at his feet, easily cutting off the plants that were entangled with him. (To be continued.) )

PS: Modify the wording. Thank you to 'Fengling Mountain Fire' for the big monthly ticket.