Zhu Hua also regretted it.

After all, she made a wrong judgment. Originally, she thought that at this time, the time and place were in her own hands, and she could kill the other party when she was surprised. But it turns out ...... She still underestimates others.

Those who assassinate their comrades from behind on the battlefield are usually not stronger. Because if it's stronger, it's definitely going to use some more secure strategy, at least not on this battlefield. After all, even without her as an eyewitness, the other party is not going to kill the prey and everything will be fine. He will inevitably face a series of reprimands from a group of discipline inspection departments, including supervision officials. To put it mildly, the likelihood of revealing the stuffing is greater than not showing the stuffing. Especially this kind of naked assassination - with the help of the enemy's hand and with your own hands are completely different things. The former can avoid a lot of trouble, and in the latter, all the troubles can only be carried by yourself.

It's only when it's hard to do it in other situations that this time is chosen. Otherwise, even based on self-confidence, they would not have chosen such a direct method of assassination. In other words, the reason why the little man was able to succeed in one fell swoop was also due to the fact that the unlucky man who died did not consider that he dared to do it.

From this, it can be inferred that although this person is a high-level warlock, his strength is estimated to be a third-rate level, perhaps worse. On top of that, staying in this environment where the magic passes at a high speed for so long, the loss of one's own mana is definitely quite serious. In the end, he was obviously overconfident, because he didn't even have the slightest verbal temptation to do it.

On the other hand, after such a long period of hard work, her strength has been greatly improved. The contempt of the other party gave her the opportunity to be surprised. All things considered, let her have the confidence to fight.

Of course, even if you don't fight. After all, he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and he took the first step to devour other people's prey, and it was natural to be killed. If you want to escape, you can't be sure, and without the flying device, it's hard to avoid even if you're stealthy.

However, it turned out that she still underestimated her opponent.

Although the little man is very confident, he still chooses the most cautious tactics. The first choice was made for hand-to-hand combat, which is not common between warlocks.

Powerful warlocks will hardly employ this tactic. However, one side has been greatly weakened in this energy-absorbing environment, and although the other side has not been weakened, its own strength is not strong. Both men were looking forward to ending the fight as quickly as possible, so this tactic was surprisingly applicable at this time.

It turned out that although a lot of magic had passed in the energy-absorbing environment, the little man's strength was still so much higher than Zhu Hua's.

One line is enough.

The blade of the dagger approached her neck little by little. Even though she urged all her strength to resist, she still couldn't stop it. Both of them glowed with a dark red glow, and their magic traveled along the path set in their clothes, unleashing the warlock's power to the limit. Warlocks rely on magic to fight, nothing more than skill, explosiveness, and stamina, and if the battle becomes a protracted battle, then she believes that she can win, after all, the other party's magic has passed too much. But there are no ifs.

In terms of short-term outbursts, the other party is still stronger.

Regret is useless, she chose the fastest way to fight head-to-head instead of fighting, and now she has to suffer the consequences. As long as the blade cuts through the skin and cuts the veins, she will no longer have the power to resist.

The blade pressed against her skin.

She had never felt that the blade was so cold, and the cold air came into her body from the insignificant skin that came into contact with it, and it seemed to stiffen half of her body. But it was obviously cold, but it was scorching, as if the body was in contact with a red-hot soldering iron, and the body instinctively and uncontrollably tried to twist and dodge.

This time it's really going to be over. Suddenly, she felt an indescribable wave of anger and sorrow. If her strength was intact, how could she have come to this point? It was all to blame on him! The man who now called himself in red. His deception caused her to fall from the pride of the sky directly to the ants on the ground.

The blade of the dagger sank into the skin of his neck, and with a slight push forward, it was all over. She looked at the face of the hideous little man in front of her, and suddenly felt an inexplicable irony. If she could accept her fate, it might be easier to be an ordinary Ranger. No!

This inner fury brought out some potential that made her resist. The two sides became stalemate, the little man couldn't push any further, and she couldn't move the blade away from her neck.

In the fierce struggle between the two sides, the dagger shook slightly, and actually cut her skin, and a wisp of red blood flowed down.

Under the huge pressure, she couldn't hold on. Or rather, even she admits that she is inferior to her opponent in this kind of contest. She tilted her neck as best she could, avoiding the blade. But this is a little trick that is useless, not so much that she has avoided the crisis for the time being, but that she has only slightly postponed the crisis, and further strengthened the confidence of the enemy, and it is completely to quench the thirst of the dow.

"You've lost, little girl. The little man sneered, and at the same time urged his own strength, once again bringing the dagger close to her neck. "You shouldn't be stupid. Rangers can't go head-to-head with other warlocks, and you're not good at fighting!"

Then he noticed a rather strange expression on the female ranger's face. It's not the expression of a dying man, it's the look of surprise at the sight of something. Her hand was still resisting, but her gaze was no longer on him, but extended from the side of his face and fell somewhere behind him.

"This kind of trick is useless!" the little man was not at all moved. As a Stygian, he was all too familiar with the habits of the Rangers. Although the Rangers are divided into small groups, the fact is that almost all of the Rangers operate separately and alone, only gathering together before and after the sortie. Because the most important characteristic of the Rangers is stealth action, and stealth action does not need companions at all - in fact, the fewer people, the better. All he didn't believe there was a third person here. "Maybe you have a chance to win with a sneak attack, but this time you can only say that you are unlucky. ”

"You say I'm unlucky?" Zhu Hua's voice was mixed with a mocking smile, and at the same time, her hand resisted more firmly. "I'm sorry, but I think I'm lucky, at least better than you. ”

No matter how confident the little man is, he doesn't feel quite right. In particular, he noticed that the original despair in the other party's eyes suddenly changed completely. It is still possible to control your expression at a critical moment and let the other party misunderstand something, but it is a completely different thing to turn the despair in your eyes into hope in an instant.

He wanted to get out of it, but he couldn't. Because the strength of the two sides is only one line apart. In such a stubbornly entangled situation, it is not easy to retreat.

Then he heard a voice behind him. It was a familiar voice to him, it was the one when a general-purpose rifle fired a bullet. It must be said that this is not a very loud sound, and usually there is no need for sound attenuation. On the battlefield, this sound is largely drowned out by the sound of wind or shouting.

But it was the last voice he heard in this world.

Zhu Hua pushed hard, pushing the corpse that had lost its strength to the ground. The little man lay on his back on the ground, his face full of disbelief. The bullets from the general-purpose rifle entered one side of his head and came out of the other, directly shattering his consciousness and life.

Then she turned her head and faced the muzzle of Landing Five.

A general-purpose rifle can be different from an electromagnetic cannon in that it contains more than one bullet.

Generally speaking, Warlocks look down on general-purpose rifles, as the weapon has too many limitations in combat. A wall can block it, a cloud of smoke can miss a target, not to mention a highly defensive unit like exoskeleton armor. On the contrary, the magic is unlimited. Nothing can stop magic, including the iron-clad war machinery. Even better, it doesn't even need to aim, just know the approximate range. Many warlocks don't even bother to carry this weapon, and many more don't even use it, even if they do.

Warlocks don't need any special ranged weapons at all, their magic is the best weapon.

Of course, this rule does not always hold true. Let's say now.

The all-out battle just now drained her strength. Even if it is a warlock, after such a high-intensity outburst, it is inevitable to fall into a temporary period of weakness. On the contrary, there is no need to rest for guns and other things. After one bullet, the next bullet will not be weakened in any way.

If Lu Wu shot, she knew she couldn't dodge. Considering that he was from the Huiyue camp (maybe a middle- or lower-ranking officer), it was indeed rare to kill two warlocks at once. Not to mention that one of them is a high-level warlock, and the other is a ranger who is equivalent to a high-level warlock in terms of results.

However, she believed that Lu Wu would not do this. Because if he wanted to do this, he didn't need to deliberately aim at the little man's head just now, and just shot at the two of them. Just now, the two warlocks fought to the death, and they were of equal strength, so they couldn't fight, and they didn't have the strength to fight against Lu Wu on the side. After all, while a general-purpose rifle is not a very powerful weapon, it is perfectly fine to penetrate two human bodies at this distance.

It's not common for this kind of snipe and clam to compete for fishermen's profits, but I have to say that if it's really this one, even a warlock can only wait for death.

However, Lu Wu still stood there in such a daze, holding a gun, and did not move for a long time.

What does that mean? Are you hesitant? On the one hand, you feel that such an opportunity for great military feats should not be missed, and on the other hand, you have some scruples?

Of course, things weren't as complicated as she thought. Lu Wu was actually just killing someone with a gun for the first time, although he felt very uncomfortable - he couldn't say he was afraid, but it did have a big impact on his psychology.