Fatal blow!

Marven's series of tricks is for the last one!

His strength is limited, so the way to fight is to attack the enemy's weak points and then maximize the damage!

The night faded away, and the setting sun shone in the distance, shining on Blackjack's painful and uncanny face.

His knees went limp, and he slowly knelt down!

However, to Marven's surprise, this guy is not dead yet!

"I am immortal!"

Blackjack turned his back to Marven and roared in a low voice!

Yet his limbs trembled, but he couldn't move!

Marven squinted and didn't approach lightly.

Blackjack's health plummeted, but it didn't cause fatal damage!

"This guy ...... It's really almost about to enter the third order. ”

Marven was secretly frightened.

Thankfully, I chose this way of blowing!

Many professions in the third order have a strong trait, that is, they can be immune to lethal damage!

Their bodies have reached a certain level of strength, and their hearts, and even their brains, have extremely perverted recovery abilities, and unless they directly screw off their heads, they will not die directly because of heavy blows!

It's a slow death!

In the meantime, if they receive enough treatment, they may even recover!

"Fortunately, I didn't choose to cut his throat or attack his heart, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Marven's palms were faintly sweaty.

It's a scary.

The fight just now seemed to be under his control, but only he knew how much pressure Black Jack on the edge of the third order had created on him!

If it weren't for the anger that erupted from watching the bodies of those innocent people lying in pools of blood, Marven probably wouldn't have had the courage to fight Black Jack so head-on!

Three sets of consecutive combos almost used up all of Marven's hole cards and skills, which barely knocked Black Jack down.

If any of these three sets of combos goes wrong, Marven will fall into great passivity.

It's all about walking a tightrope.

Thankfully, Marvin won. It was true that Blackjack was immune to lethal damage, but the Emerald Dagger plunged into the back of his head, stabbing his spine deeply!

His nervous system had been destroyed. It was clear from his body movements that he wanted to stand up, but couldn't.

He has a lot of health and is slowly declining.

But in the process of dying, pain is unavoidable, especially the fear of knowing that you are about to die.

Marven slowly circled in front of Black Jack, still keeping a certain distance from him.

There's nothing wrong with being careful. God knows if this madman has anything in his hands that will die with him, and it is better to keep his distance until he dies.

……

"Coward!"

The corners of Black Jack's mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes protruded, and he glared at Marven: "Hide your head and tail, I'm going to kill you......"

However, before he could finish his sentence, he heard a pop, and a dart was thrown out fiercely, hitting Black Jack's shoulder with precision!

His body suddenly tilted, and he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Marven held a few darts with a blank face and quickly played with them in his hands.

He didn't bother to ask the stupid question of why Blackjack wanted to kill these innocent elves. Because he had already guessed the other party's answer, it was simply for advancement.

This guy, so unruly, probably fell out with the Shadow Spider Society, completely lost the protection of the forces of order, and finally could only throw himself into the most extreme group of people.

The Red Road Vault Dweller has always been a source of chaos, and on the continent of Faenan, it seems that the back of the Red Road Vault Dweller may appear in every turmoil.

He just stood there, dart after dart, mercilessly dropped on Blackjack!

The wound from the dart was not deep, but it hurt.

Marven deliberately chose some inconsequential parts as the place to attack.

Soon, Blackjack was covered in darts!

Up close, he was in a terrible situation, bleeding everywhere, and even two sharp darts were stuck in his cheeks.

Marven is like the coldest executioner, a little, calculating, ending Black Jack's life.

This kind of person, the sin is too great, and giving him a good pleasure is simply sparing him!

Blackjack's vitality is already comparable to that of a third-order professional, so after losing his ability to act, he can only endure this kind of torture!

"Familiar scene, isn't it?" Marven estimated Blackjack's health, and it was almost near death before he stopped shooting the darts.

He said coldly: "When you first killed that black bear, you seemed to enjoy it. ”

"You madman!" Blackjack muttered lowly, "That's a brute!" ”

"What about the people in this village? Peace-loving wood elves? Marven's eyes were cold.

Though they have taken revenge on Blackjack, these kind elves will never wake up again. Revenge is always dynamic, but it is actually meaningless.

It's just that there are some things we have to do.

Blackjack laughed miserably: "You have elven blood? Your mom was fucked by elf grass*? No wonder you're so angry...... So the fuck is a bastard? ”

"Ahh Before he could finish his sentence, the dying irony turned to a wail of pain.

The Ruyi rope directly wrapped around him, strangled his neck, and hung on a wooden stake that had not yet been ignited.

"Ahem......"

He threw his head back and coughed violently. His eyes were bloodshot.

He looked at Marven with resentment in his eyes: "I, I...... I'm ...... like this people who die, will ...... Enter the world of evil spirits......"

"I'll get revenge on you."

Ruyi's rope was pulled suddenly, his voice was completely suppressed, and his hideous face turned purple!

Marven walked up to him lightly and whispered, "I'm sorry, you won't." ”

"In my experience, there is no way to enter the world of evil spirits after the body is burned immediately after death."

"So, it's going to be forever, Blackjack."

Black Jack's face immediately showed a look of deep fear!

He struggled in pain and seemed to want to say something, however, Marven didn't bother to look at him anymore.

The next second, he set fire to the stake with his own hands.

The flames consume Blackjack, and the wishful rope that strangled Blackjack automatically loosens and returns to Marven's hands.

The whole village, the flames endure!

Choking on the smoke, Marven watched Black Jack's corpse turn into charred flesh in the flames, his face was a little tired, but his heart was extremely determined.

Get stronger!

It's a chaotic world! A world full of crises, even the Chiba Forest, blessed by the Great Elf King, will be slaughtered by a madman like the Red Road Vault Dweller!

Not to mention a small White River Valley.

An ordinary ranger can't better protect the people around him and the territory in the coming cataclysm.

"After the Holy Grail battle, the White River Valley must be developed rapidly."

"Riverbeach City has broken off diplomatic relations, and the only one in the vicinity that can provide food and trade is Gem Bay."

"That barrier, it looks like it's time to break through!"

Marven silently conceived.

However, at this moment, a large shadow poured into the village.

"Evil humans! How dare you torture and kill elves in the forest of Chiba? ”

Elven Iron Guard.

There were about twenty or so Elven Iron Guards in this army, and they were very well-equipped, and each of them was at least a second-order master.

Their leader is a third-order magic archer!

Marven glanced at them casually and estimated the approximate strength of this team.

Every Elven Iron Guard was furious. This was evident from the constant trembling of their hands holding their bows and arrows. Elves have very steady hands, which rarely happens.

This shows that they are suppressing their instincts.

The Elven Iron Guards have been trained by the Elven King himself, and they obey the orders of their superiors, and if the leader does not speak, they will not attack.

"Sinful humanity. Believe me, the pain you are about to face is 10,000 times more cruel than that of these innocent villagers! ”

The leader pushed the mask away, revealing a young face.

It was a beautiful female elf, and her eyes were full of anger. However, according to the regulations, a person as bad as Marven must be handed over to the Elf King to deal with personally.

So she could only suppress the anger in her heart, preparing to capture Marven and hand it over to the Great Elf King.

However, at this time, a lazy voice came from the side:

"Ollie, you're still so big-breasted......"

"How can this person be the real culprit of this massacre? I really don't know how Nicholas can trust you to be the captain of an elven guard. ”

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