Howard had carefully observed the opponent's attack before, and from the fight to the present, Neoried had not repeated the same magic method once, so it can be said that there was no possibility of being found out of the law. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

But no matter how much a person fights, there is a special style, and Howard also saw from this that Neoried likes to put the opponent within the maximum attack distance, and in the process, he lags back layer by layer, wears down the enemy's fighting spirit and patience, until the combat effectiveness of the person is weakened to a certain extent, and then starts a series of fatal blows, which does not give people a chance to breathe.

It is extremely dangerous to put the enemy in close range, and the mage who is a little less courageous will attack early on the edge of the realm.

In fact, there were several attacks that even approached within a hundred meters, which was already an extremely dangerous distance, and often two or three consecutive charges of the swordsman could break through to within fifty meters. However, Neorid is not chaotic at all, and his calmness towards the enemy is unusually calm, which comes from his own self-confidence, which has been honed through countless battles.

So far, no one has survived, except for the original dark mage who escaped in time.

As you can see from the title of "Multi-String Dancer", Neoried's attack is like dancing on a dangerous string, and when he poses a great threat to his enemies, he also takes great risks.

So Howard decided to use his style to launch a targeted attack.

After exchanging a few final details, he and the two thieves scurried into the passage like ghosts, running towards the top of the slope.

The passage was about 300 meters long, and they were extremely fast in the early part of this journey, because they knew that even if they were attacked here, it would only be harassment, and there was no threat to them, so the three of them were easy and agile.

There were only the slight footsteps of three people in the passage, the echoes echoing rhythmically in the ears, and the fact that there was almost no light around made it easy to feel extremely depressed, but this was nothing to them as thieves, but more of a pleasure to melt into the darkness.

With a whin, a fireball struck from far and near, instantly illuminating the surroundings, Howard just slid two steps to the side lightly, and then dodged, and the two thieves behind him also easily dodged, and the fireball dragged a long flame tail all the way to the end of the passage, and it took a long time before a roar came.

The passage fell silent again, this was a test for them by Neoried, only to understand the strength level of the attacking enemy, and then they would encounter a truly targeted attack.

After quickly passing the first half of the distance, Howard's steps immediately became erratic, and the two thieves bent over, ready to attack like bows and arrows. This is already the range of the opponent's effective attack, and even the "residues" of the previous battles are still a lot on the ground, and you can feel stepping on something slimy with the smell of blood under your feet.

Suddenly, a transparent blade of wind appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye, a slight whistling sound blowing from the darkness ahead, and for a moment, it seemed as if it was a cold wind coming from the abyss.

All three of them were thieves with keen senses, and almost immediately made an extremely dexterous dodge move, under the dense attack of the wind blades that seemed to be indistinguishable with the naked eye, they actually dodged this round of attacks with only the deviation of their feet and the ups and downs of their bodies, and only one thief had a shallow blood mark on his face.

The wind blades slammed back and forth against the wall behind him, making a series of popping sounds, dense and numbing to the scalp, but before they could completely dissipate, Howard whistled, and the three of them suddenly accelerated, almost doubling their speed, and swooped forward at the same time like arrows.

Except for mages who have actually reached the king level, most mages always have a momentary gap in the connection of continuous magical attacks, the difference is only the length of time, the time break for mastery of manipulation is slightly shorter, and the interval is longer when using unfamiliar or powerful spells.

Most of Neored's spells are low-to-mid spells, and it seems that he has specialized practice, which makes his attack intervals shorter and more constant, which is also the advantage of his ability to kill opponents in a short period of time with a series of less powerful spells.

But no matter how short the interval is, as long as it doesn't reach level sixteen, which is the legendary king level, it still exists and can be used, provided you have enough speed.

After breaking through more than ten meters, the second round of attacks came.

More than dozens of water arrows that were compressed to the extreme appeared silently under their feet like real sharp arrows on the ground, and the dense rain of attacks immediately delayed their movements, and when the three of them kept jumping and dodging, all the water arrows exploded with a "poof", splashing on the ground and all over the walls, and within this section of more than thirty meters, everywhere was covered with these liquid that had changed color.

"It's greasy!" One of the thieves made an accurate judgment the moment he stood on the ground.

The originally smooth ramp was suddenly covered with oil, which was originally an extremely effective means of restricting the enemy's ground activities, especially in such a narrow aisle, but to Nioried's surprise, in his "perception", the other party was not affected, but seized the opportunity to accelerate again, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to run over the distance of more than thirty meters.

If not prepared in advance, then these thieves' shoes are specially made!

The young thief at the front was even more swift, and the figure that passed by quickly was like a faint shadow, and in Neorid's sense, the other party's presence was as if it were absent, like a ghost summoned by a necromancer.

It seems that this time it is a real opponent.

In an instant, Neoried's calm heart also burned with a bit of fighting intent, he raised his hand, the gem on the staff flashed with light, and only one byte was spat out of his mouth, and a dark yellow whirlwind swirled and swept towards the bottom of the passage.

"Sandstorm!"

This spell is still a mid-level magic, but it is a large-scale attack spell, in this special terrain conditions, the thieves can only choose to resist or retreat, but once they retreat, I believe that Neoried's next spell will attack without stopping, then the previous efforts will be in vain.

With a faint smile on his face, Howard's fingertips gently pulled on the wallet arm guard in his left hand, and Lou pulled out a thief's inscription that had already been engraved, and said in a low voice, "Shadow Impact!"

The black dark energy centered on him, showing a semicircle that swelled out violently, and the oncoming sandstorm seemed to hit a wall, the sand and gravel made a crackling sound, and the wind pressure was squeezed and impacted in the passage and suddenly made a violent and dull whistling sound, but it did not affect his footsteps at all.

The two thieves behind him followed without stopping, but they looked at each other in amazement.

Unlike magic scrolls, the Thief Inscription is something that only the thieves themselves can use, and it requires a great deal of effort to study, as well as a lot of money and materials, and they have only seen it occasionally before, which is something that only some high-level thieves can afford.

This Howard's identity is definitely not as simple as he himself says!

The three of them formed a triangular formation, and at this time they had broken through to within a hundred meters.

The echo that Neorid had already heard grew louder and louder, and he squinted, and the staff in his hand swung twice in succession, and a flash of lightning crackled with a flickering electric spark.

At such a close distance, the lightning was so fast that people had no time to react, and Howard, who rushed to the front, was hit without even reacting, and the whole person was instantly shattered in a loud bang.

The two thieves who followed behind were taken aback at first, and then they began to curse secretly.

The one running at the front is just a shadow clone.

They had been on guard against Howard for a long time, and although they were on guard, apart from being sure that the person was the real thing before entering the passage, they didn't even notice when the other party's doppelganger came out during this run, and they didn't know where the real Howard was at the moment.

Now that they knew that they were being used by Howard, they sneered, since Howard had said before that they could retreat when they saw their death, then they could also pretend that they didn't know that the one who was killed was just a clone, and just go back.

At this moment, although rushing too far has caused their situation to be a little embarrassing, they also have some special means, and they are still very sure to go back.

It's just that when they just wanted to retreat, they were shocked to find that they were running forward involuntarily, as if they were being pushed by a huge hand, as if their bodies had been completely dragged out of their control.

The two men rushed forward one after the other.

"Stop, stop! Howard, you scumbag, stop me. ”

A thief, drenched in sweat, hissed and shouted with all his might.

However, it was all in vain, and only increased his fear.

"Both, I said that you can only retreat if I die, but you don't keep your promise first. The cynical tone that was unique to Howard rang in his ears, "Oh, it looks like your gift is here, two teammates, and as a sign of my respect for you, give me two tickets to hell." ”

A look of horror and despair appeared in the eyes of both thieves.

Not because of Howard's words, but because at this moment, two lava fireballs slipped all the way down the passage with burning flames and rumbling rolling sounds, and only saw that kind of majesty, and in the current situation, the end of the two of them was only to be crushed and crushed.

Just when they were desperate and felt that they were going to die, suddenly, their bodies suddenly loosened, as if the shackles were gone.

That familiar feeling flowed back into the body again.

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PS: It's a little busy these days, and I may have to go out to a long house, and the update will be normal next week.