"Human Mercenary Soul Detected!Rank: Warrior!Soul Level: Mediocre!No new skills unlocked!"

"Soul Power Passes the Test and Gains 1 Enhancement Skill Point!Current Available Points: 1"

Luo Ning regretted slightly: the strength of the unlucky ghost with the broken hand was too weak to unlock new skills. Luo Ning shook his head unhappily and added skill points to the "Warrior" skill, increasing the damage value of one-handed weapons to 40%.

On the other side, the bell turned to the wooden door in the middle of the watchtower behind him, and the sharp dagger flashed away, piercing through the spiked shoulder armor and stabbing into the shoulder of an archer. Before the archer could scream, a second dagger crept in, slashing through his throat with precision and coldness.

The archer clutched his neck and fell unconscious, while the two daggers were entangled in silver filaments that were indistinguishable to the naked eye, and flew back into the hands of the magic bell like two marionettes.

This set of output was as crisp and neat as flowing water, and Luo Ning was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Handsome, little sister!"

"Let's go, enter through the door behind the archer, and keep going!" After saying that, the magic bell did not turn around, and turned into a black mist and entered a stealth state, completely disappearing. Luo Ning followed the direction she was pointing, dragging the long sword all the way into the door. With magic only being able to be used twice, he didn't mind having one more means against the enemy.

On the other side of the wooden door is a narrow staircase that spirals down. Luo Ning walked to the end and was about to open the door in front of him, but was stopped by the magic bell: "Wait, there are more than twenty people who have never appeared." If they set up an ambush at the entrances and exits and open the door rashly, they would be in danger. You stand back in the shadows on the stairs first, and let me walk in front!"

The enthusiastic old bird followed the newbie book all the way, and he was also a new reconnaissance plane from another world for free! Luo Ning was naturally happy to do such a beautiful thing.

When the Magic Bell opened the door, there was nothing but a two-storey hall with torches hanging from the walls and beams. Ronin didn't notice any of the mercenaries. But he couldn't see it, but the magic bell did. With a sharp intuition comparable to that of a beast, she easily saw through all the ambushes, but dodged back behind Ronin.

Luo Ning only felt a breeze blowing around him, and then felt a pair of small hands on his back, and heard the magic bell ask in a low voice in his usual cold tone: "I have changed my mind, Luo Ning... You're sure you're dealing with all five pieces of waste at the same time, right?"

"What... What?" Ronin hadn't reacted yet.

What surprised him even more was that the little hand behind him suddenly pushed hard at this moment, pushing him from the steps to the door. Ronin lost his balance and rushed forward a few more steps before he was able to gain a foothold.

Luo Ning looked up, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing an embarrassed but polite stiff smile: "Alas, Miss Magic Bell, I haven't peeked at you taking a bath, second, I haven't disliked your small breasts, and third, I haven't left you to run away." Everyone knows each other, why can't you get along with me, a rookie!"

Ignoring a cold snort from behind him, Luo Ning held the sword in both hands, and his body instinctively began to rhythm. I saw that his legs were bent back and forth, his back was slightly arched, his hands were blocking the position of his heart, and he put on a standard defensive posture, taking in the five figures scattered throughout this hall.

Standing on the circular escalators on either side are two archers with longbows aimed at themselves. Luo Ning had seen the pitiful power of these bows and arrows just now, and he was not worried. A sturdy warrior with a horned helmet approached Luo Ning from directly in front of him with a sword and a shield, half of his face covered with mockery, and he regarded this somewhat funny boy as a mortal plaything in all his actions.

What Luo Ning cared about most were the black-robed mage standing on the edge of the railing on the second floor, holding a life-size staff, and the young priest in a gray robe who was constantly adding status magic to his companions.

The "Tank + Output + Healing" iron triangle lineup of warriors, mages and priests is self-contained, with extremely strong teamwork skills, which are difficult to deal with at any time. In particular, Luo Ning was in unfavorable terrain, which was tantamount to the live target of those five people.

Seeing that the sword and shield warriors with various buffs on their bodies were getting closer and closer, Luo Ning calmed down and began to work hard to find an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle.

The mage standing on the balcony had a keen eye, and he noticed the change in Luo Ning's demeanor before and after, and there was a panic in his heart for no reason. Because Luo Ning's eyes were very similar to a strong man he had seen before—they were all so calm, confident, and resolute.

"Stop grinding, kill this kid quickly!" the mage shook his staff as he prepared to chant a spell.

But it's a pity that all the Blood Raven mercenaries only saw Luo Ning's youth and immaturity, but did not see his cherishing and thirst for hope in the difficult situation.

"Don't worry, I can't run away from this kid! I'm just a low-level warrior who can't even use my fighting spirit, and we can only wait for death when we meet!" the sword and shield warrior burst out laughing, followed by two archers.

The five of them can fight hard with the third-level professionals for a while, so according to common sense, Luo Ning has no room for resistance at all.

However, the existence of opportunity has always been a treasure given by fate to those who are prepared. Just as the Sword and Shield Warrior walked towards him with a wild laugh, and happened to block most of the mage's vision above him, Ronin moved.

Without the speed of thunder and lightning, nor the grandeur of a storm, Ronin showed only absolute focus and determination.

The archers who had come to their senses first hurriedly fired arrows at Ronin. The impact of Luo Ning's movements in opposite directions suddenly doubled the power of these arrows, which could cause even more terrifying damage.

However, Ronin's quick reaction made it all futile.

He kicked hard with his left leg, and at the same time his left shoulder was backward and his right shoulder was stretched forward, and his upper body was tilted to the side, allowing the arrow to graze the surface of the leather armor, and then after his right leg was on the ground, he bent his knee and bowed his head to move his weight forward instantly, once again avoiding the second arrow fired by another archer! At this moment, the third arrow had already flown in front of Ronin from the front. Through the cold light reflected by the arrows, Luo Ning could even see the smile on the corner of the archer's lips after he thought he had succeeded in attacking.

But before the arrow pierces the enemy, all the complacency is premature!

No matter how fierce the castration of the arrow is, it is no faster than two dazzling sword lights. The moment the third arrow approached, Luo Ning launched the "Warrior" skill that increased the damage of the weapon, and after increasing the sword swing damage by 40%, the two swords were crossed and swung upward.

The first sword is released, and the blade accurately hits the speeding arrow, forcing it to turn around. Under the superposition of the two forces, the originally pitiful arrow ushered in the highest moment, drawing a strange arc and nailing into the throat of another archer. The archer clutched his neck, his throat snorting, and he lost consciousness.

Is it a coincidence? No, if this sword is a coincidence, what about the second sword?

The second sword came out, and Luo Ning roared angrily and activated all his strength, tearing apart the body of the archer in front of him with the blade, while also taking his whole person off the ground and blocking him in front of him. And he himself quickly crouched down, dodging the attack from a distance.

"Boom!" a bowl of thunder fell, scorching the already badly wounded archer. The mage standing on the edge of the railing was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Quick! Unleash the healing spell on him!"

The priest beside him snorted twice, but did not move. Because the archers are dead. Unless there is a fifth-level healing professional high priest present and immediately releases the "resurrection of the dead" at the cost of his own life force, he will do anything in vain.

The reaction of the two mercenaries allowed Luo Ning to seize the next opportunity. He rushed up the stairs in three or two steps to the side of the high platform. And only a few seconds have passed since Luo Ning started to move, and the sword and shield warriors below are wearing heavy armor, and it is too late to catch up.

The mages and clerics of the Blood Ravens did not give up on attacking. For the fighters, the distance of seven or eight meters between the two sides was not enough to threaten their safety.

But no one expected that as soon as their incantation began to be chanted, a strange sense of fear began to grow from the bottom of their hearts.

The original immature and weak boy's body suddenly swelled and became larger, turning into a huge black shadow like a black cloud covering the sky. Then the black shadow grinned and grinned at them.

Oppressive darkness, blinding scarlet!, the two colors alternately irritated the nerves of mages and priests, making them unable to think normally, huddled in a ball and waited for death to come.

All they had to wait for was a frantically roaring blizzard and a deadly blue-gray frost. Without the protection of magic, the sorcerer's and priest's weak bodies are as fragile as paper in front of the "frost ray". The two of them were instantly pierced through their bodies by magic, and they were surrounded by the ice and snow magic energy that followed, turning into a huge piece of ice.

Luo Ning threw away the magic scroll with "Intimidation" written on it, feeling a good loss. He released the frost ray because he was worried that the spirit of the law system was strong and the effect of the fear technique was not good. I knew that these two were so weak-willed, how could they waste a chance to release a spell? Fortunately, at the same time, Luo Ning gained enough skill points due to the blessing in disguise and activated two new skills.

"Start analyzing soul power and exchange it for skill points!"

"Activate Combat Skill: Beginner Level Regains Mastery!50% Mana Reduction!Current Skill Level: 1(1\/6)"

"Activate Combat Skill: Entanglement!Summons a Demon Vine to imprison a single enemy for 3.5 seconds!Current Skill Level: 1(1\/6)"

The first skill is mana regeneration, which is just right to allow Luo Ning to release one more magic. And the second skill is an excellent hard control skill. The experience of being a human being in two lives made Luo Ning very clear about its significance.

After returning to reality, Luo Ning suddenly found that the soldier who chased behind him had lost his courage, and turned his head and fled along the same path to the first floor.

"What is left of a warrior who has lost his courage? not even a pile of rotten meat!" he whispered as he picked up the sword at his feet and walked towards the nervous warrior.

At this moment, a change suddenly occurred!

The sword and shield warrior standing on the last step suddenly stood still. After a few seconds, the head with the horned helmet suddenly misaligned with its neck, and the bones rolled to the ground. A gloomy voice appeared in every corner of the hall at the same time.

"Yes, the warrior who has lost his courage has no need to live! Hmph, I didn't expect the blood crow's wastes to be so useless!