Contrary to the little mage's expectations, her opponent in the second round was a male elf. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Like Nuga, he was imprisoned in a small cage and fought as a slave. It's just that his treatment is obviously much better than that of orc warriors, and apart from the most basic freedoms, the arena obviously doesn't torture him too much.

Gracefully stepping out of the canary's cage, several staff members handed him an emerald longbow and quiver, he took his weapon, smiled freely, and nodded to them. Walk into the hot sand and face Monia.

"Farr!" "Farr!" "Farr!"

The cries on the stage were not weaker than those of Nu Jia at all, on the contrary, because the cries were more uniform and the momentum was more immense. The little mage also noticed that most of the people cheering for him were noble ladies of high status, as well as a few men with obsessive expressions.

Monia ignored the screams of the audience, and she looked at the elven archer dressed as a ranger. The emerald longbow in his hand is the standard weapon of the elves in the First Age, the Green of Life, which is a popular but very useful alchemy weapon, and the arrows fired from this bow have their own sharp effect, and in the hands of the elves, they can even shoot through knight armor. Only the Elven Empire, which has a weak ability to reproduce and is dominant in the First Age, can issue this alchemy weapon as a standard equipment.

is a rather troublesome opponent.

The Ranger is a relatively restrained caster class, and for a low-level mage, a Ranger who steps through the door of the Warcaster is simply a mage's nightmare - a ranged attack that does enough damage to penetrate the defenses of most low-level spells, and like the Stalker, it can be called a mage nemesis at the low level.

Monia is not very afraid of stalkers, the stealth of stalkers is extremely difficult for humans to detect, but for a little mage with five senses or even above the elves, unless she is a master-level stalker, she will be discovered before she gets close. As for the master-level stalker...... Generally, only a small number of high-ranking fighters are qualified to be called masters. And not to mention the master, she can't resist any high-ranking warrior.

Unlike Stalkers, Rangers do not threaten the caster at close range, but rather snipe quickly from a distance. Reflexively take the arrow, pull the string, and aim ...... This series of movements is definitely faster than that of mages, and as a branch of warriors, they are also faster than mages, and mages often die under the dark arrow before the caster can master a certain protective spell.

For an enemy who can be called a low-level mage nemesis, the little mage naturally does not dare to take it lightly. As soon as the god's voice rang out in the sky, she immediately raised her hand to add a few positive effects to herself, then rolled on the ground, quickly spitting out a spell.

This spell means wind, which is rarely studied in the spell books of any school today, but it is a trick that Monia must master at a low level for any orthodox mage in her previous life. In the relatively peaceful First and Second Ages, no mage cared about this trick, but in the chaotic era, it became the basic spell that all mages must master.

The name of this spell is Protective Arrow, and the principle is simple, it summons a circle of flowing wind around the body, deflecting the arrows towards the recipient. The arrows of the stray arrows and the ordinary archers are very effective, and the bows and arrows that can be used to offset the fighters are better than nothing.

However, it can be effective, and the little mage is ready to fight hard from the very beginning.

Controlling a relatively appropriate distance, Monia stared at the elves' emerald eyes, running and chanting in a haphazard manner. The spell she prepared was the same as the previous battle, the Ice Shield, which was one of the few low-level spells that could resist the Ranger's full force, and as long as she could complete the chant of this spell, the little mage could take the lead by ignoring an attack.

But the world could not be as expected, and before the three syllables could be recited, an arrow was fired in the direction of her journey, and the little mage was forced to make a sharp stop, and the arrow shifted slightly in front of the flowing wind, almost grazing her nose away.

It's dangerous......

I was almost interrupted from singing.

The mage's spell casting is a delicate job, and once the chant is interrupted due to violent mood swings, it is definitely a very, very painful thing. In the current situation, pain is still a trivial matter, and the key is that you can't cast a spell for a considerable amount of time after that, and that's what kills.

It's just that the arrow just happened to hit the node of the spell chant...... Is it really a coincidence?

Monia didn't dare to stay in the same place, and after steadying herself to dodge the arrows, she immediately changed directions and continued to run irregularly. Towards the end of the spell, another arrow turned into a streamer of light and shot into the little mage's heart.

This arrow is more stable and faster than before.

Without even having time to react, the arrow was nailed directly to Monia's shoulder blades under the deflection of the Wind Barrier. Holding back the sharp pain, she spat out one last spell, summoning a shield of ice, and then flew upside down and fell to the ground with a huge aftermath.

Dangerous!

The moment he flew upside down, the little mage realized that something was wrong, and rolled the moment he landed, and the violent movement made the arrow nailed into his body almost drill a hole in his shoulder blades. Although the pain made the little mage can't help but make a sound, it is still worth it.

At the very point where she landed, only three arrow feathers were left on the ground of the hot sand, fluttering in the wind.

This must not be a coincidence!

Gritting his teeth, the little mage thought indignantly.

This elven ranger must know mages very well! Wait, elves? She should have thought of that in the first place. The date of Hormone's existence is unknown, but the God of Light closed the kingdom in the middle and late Second Age, which means that he is likely to be in the middle of the Second Age, or even the early to middle of the Second Age. If this elven ranger had been seen in his youth, it was possible that he had lived through the end of the First Age, the beginning of the Second Age, when the mage was still walking in the sun.

He knows the mage well!

In the midst of the shattering of the ice shield, the little mage struggled to his feet, snapped his fingers and summoned a cluster of flames that burned the arrows. She really doesn't know much about the Second Age, and she can't be sure if there are barbs in the arrows of this era, and if there are, pulling out the arrows at will is likely to cause secondary damage.

Monia was fast, but the Elven Ranger was even faster, and in a short time of getting up, he shot a total of five arrows, the first and second were blocked by the little mage's ice shield, the third and fourth were deflected by the action of the protective arrows, and the fifth ......

Blocked!

As soon as his hand was numb, Kohler's escape dagger fell to the ground, and the little mage was also repelled by the huge momentum a few steps, and finally stood firm, and three arrows blocked all retreats in a zigzag shape!

Damn it!

While complaining from the bottom of her heart, Monia's last ice shield was shattered under the arrows, and the helpless little mage could only start running again.

In any case, it can't be locked!

Twice in a row and being sniped by the Ranger in the middle of the run, Monia roughly guessed that the Elven Ranger had seen through the pattern of her actions that she didn't even know herself. It's just that she can't do anything at all, what else can she do other than run and chant spells?

If she is a mage, she can directly rush up and use her physical fitness and experience advantage to fight in close combat, but she can face the Ranger as a branch of the warrior...... Forget it, although the ranger mainly relies on the bow in his hand, but after all, he is a warrior, and there is no chance of winning in close combat.

What to do?

Once again, the little mage who had learned his lesson knew that whenever he reached a critical juncture, the elven ranger would always spare the arrows in his quiver. At this time, you must be very careful, you may not know which direction the arrows will come from.

Caution is useful in most situations, and after successfully dodging the Elven Ranger's arrows twice, Monia once again summons an ice shield that swirls around her on three sides. Under their protection, the little mage felt a sense of security that had not been felt for a long time.

Call...... Finally.......

Now is no easy time! Reminding herself that she was a little relaxed, Monia started running again. However, it was only this delay, and the elven ranger seized the gap, and fired another burst, like a mad musician playing the lute, and he plucked the bowstring with great speed with great speed, arrow after arrow, and galloped out seven arrows in a row.

The speed of the arrow breaking through the air was extremely fast, and Monia had no time to dodge when she reacted, so she could only roll on the spot, and after being shattered by two ice shields, she passed by several arrows.

But, that's not the end of it!

A smile was drawn on the beautiful face of the elven ranger, there was no roar, no announcement, no warning, he just pulled the bow, and the invisible energy tore through the atmosphere, just as soon as the string was loosened, the arrow from the string turned into a wind tornado and swept away the hot sand.

This arrow will be hit!

―Upanishads: Stormtornado.

Seven arrows were fired in a row before, just to create this gap! Just to make her roll on the ground and dodge!

She can't avoid it!

It's not just the Elven Ranger who knows this, Monia too.

How could a little mage not feel such a big momentum? It's just that even if you notice it, where can you hide? The target of this massive arrow was exactly where she was about to arrive, and this arrow was premeditated, and even the previous attack was a foreshadowing of this arrow.

But what's the use of knowing, she has no way to dodge!

Is there only hard resistance?

The little mage gritted her teeth, this momentum was obviously not something that her small body could resist. But in addition to hard resistance, now that the Circle of Deception and Kohler's escape dagger capital is in the cooldown period, what other way can she get out of the killing range of the arrows?

Wait, it's not dodging, it's leaving!

The little mage spits out a byte and summons a huge palm, casting the target ...... Herself!

High-five!

Almost rubbing the edges, Monia brushed against the tornado.

The danger is not over yet!

Because, too, you can't move in the air!

However, for unknown reasons, the Elven Ranger did not attack at this time. After seeing the little mage land, he smiled slightly, raised his hand, and said flatly, "I admit defeat." ”

Monia obviously heard this defeat, and she raised her head and looked at the elven ranger incredulously.

"Please do not stop, my young people, may Artetheus bless you."

The Elven Ranger turned away, and behind him, Monia discovered the reason for her victory. It's not the opponent who releases the water, but because ...... The empty quiver.

I didn't expect to win like this.

Is...... A victory that doesn't feel comfortable at all.

The little mage who struggled to get up sighed.