After confirming his ability to escape for 24 hours, Zhao Xu continued to pull out an octopus tentacle, holding the sticky and smooth piece tightly, and began to chant a spell at the same time.

"Ava's Malicious Tentacles"!

In an instant, two black tentacles drilled out of his shoulder blades and wrapped around his shoulders, and with Zhao Xu's mind manipulation, they shook directly within three meters.

The speed and the power of the offensive are not much different from an ordinary first-level and second-level warrior.

This wheel-level spell, after Zhao Xu's spell lasts for a long time, is equivalent to Zhao Xu's two more tentacle brothers who are threatening and can knock on the enemy in the next 24 hours.

From then on, he can cast spells normally, and generally control his two tentacles to attack enemies.

Zhao Xu frowned slightly, but the picture was not very beautiful, and immediately let the two tentacles retract his shoulders and cover them with his cloak.

Before you know it, he has become a tentacle monster with a strange painting style.

Zhao Xu didn't stop moving, he immediately drew the gourd again, took out a dagger from his backpack, and cast another two-ring spell-

"Cloud of Blades".

As Zhao Xu grasped it hard, the entire dagger was instantly shattered, directly turning into a blade-like cloud and mist qi, circling around Zhao Xu's body.

It was as if an invisible blade in the air was aimed in the direction that Zhao Xu was looking at.

Zhao Xu's eyes were directly fixed on the sparrow flying in the corner of the courtyard wall, which was exactly within the range of 9 meters.

Zhao Xu's mind moved, and he was instantly full of swordsmanship, only to see that this sparrow that came out to forage in the cold directly stiffened, and fell to the ground freely.

Even to its death, it didn't know that it had just received a terrifying blow from the 18th order attack power.

The Cloud of Blades is also a wheel-level spell.

After Zhao Xu lasted for a long time, he was able to condense his sword qi in every round to deliver such a blow like a sharp dagger piercing the limit.

Moreover, the attack power of the sword aura dagger condensed by this spell is determined by the addition of his caster's level (level 12) and intelligence adjustment value (6).

Both of these Zhao Xu are the top existences among the players, so they stack up a full 18-order attack, making it impossible for ordinary people to resist at all.

Ordinary people were hit by him with such a knife qi, and it was no different from a dagger piercing the heart, and they just fell to the ground and fainted on the spot.

After the latter two methods, Zhao Xu was equivalent to obtaining two major attack methods near and far.

Even if he runs out of spell slots in the next round, he will be able to survive in low-end battles with two tentacle attacks and one sword energy attack per round.

He used a two-ring spell and a three-ring spell in exchange for a special attack ability that could last for 24 hours, making up for the last shortcoming of his lack of endurance after his spell slot was consumed.

After figuring this out, Zhao Xu directly kicked his legs, walked out of Mrs. Betty's house, and re-entered the downtown of Frostdew Town.

Recently, Frostdew Town has become the source of its name, and the abundant barb trees have begun to bloom with frost flowers from the original condensation.

However, there are still many civilians begging for life in the market in the town, wrapped in cotton clothes that are not thick on their bodies to sell mountain goods or handicrafts.

Everyone was trying to sell what was left of them before the cold night came, shouting loudly at dusk.

Frostdew Town itself is not the player's place of origin, and at this time, Zhao Xu met several waves of players who came here to do tasks on the road.

"It's cold, it's too cold." A white-haired warrior, standing in front of a lavishly decorated trading house, said tremblingly.

"You're so cold for all 16?" The dwarf poet on the side scoffed, he was about a meter tall, his dark brown skin under his blonde hair, and the small harp hanging from his chest, which looked a little funny.

"Ge Laozi, I just rely on my 16 physique, so I wear less. Like you, you're almost wrapped up in a hedgehog. The white-haired warrior scoffed, "When the escort is over with the employer's meeting Mystra, I'll have to buy a woolen sweater and add it." ”

"Hey, when do you think we players will be able to enter this kind of auction openly and spend a lot of money." The other halfling wanderer complained similarly, but his eyes kept wandering the prey in the street.

"Don't think about it, I heard that several well-known players' unions in Mystra have secretly sent people over, but I haven't seen a single shadow, and I don't know if it's real or fake." The dwarf poet said.

There were four of them, and they were discussing together.

After hearing the topic, Zhao Xu didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, these four players also escorted their employers to tonight's auction.

Especially among the seven races that players can choose from at the beginning, the "halfling", "dwarf", and "dwarf" among the three dwarfs actually met two at once, which made him can't help but slow down and observe.

Compared with the chaotic human habitation, most of the other races have a fixed place of residence, and even the elves and dwarves have established a huge kingdom, and their own vocational training is also self-contained.

Therefore, Zhao Xu, they are not common in human towns, but creatures of other races are not common.

Zhao Xu could only rely on the other party's few words, judging the number of people in tonight's auction, I am afraid it will exceed his imagination.

However, he didn't bother anymore, put on his "machine man goggles" and walked to the temporary booth to "hunt for treasure".

The halfling wanderer stood in the shadow corner, watching Zhao Xu pass by a few of them like this, until he walked to the stall not far away, his eyes kept looking.

"Hey, don't make trouble, the employer is still inside." The white-haired warrior couldn't help but warn as he looked at his halfling teammate.

Fights caused by players abusing their "hand skills" occurred almost every day, and it wasn't until the Mystra Guard Department took a wave of loiterer players to jail that it was a little bit of a bad trend.

"You can rest assured, soon. Although the other party looks very plain in a robe, the gold-plated brass goggles, in my opinion, are definitely not ordinary. The wanderer, who had a lot of kung fu and craftsmanship (alchemy) in his hands, licked the corners of his mouth and showed an excited look.

"I'll be back soon, and when you think about it, even the most inconsequential glasses can be magical items, and where is the real magic equipment on you, especially the walking stick, I suspect it's worth a lot."

Hearing him say this, the dwarf poet who has "valuation" in his own skills also pondered for a while, constantly recalling the figure that the other party had just walked by.

Ordinary people want to determine whether the items in their hands are magical items, and they can also rely on "detection magic" or even "identification" to distinguish them.

However, for some items suspected of being "antique treasures", to judge whether they are fancy crafts or precious works of art worthy of heirlooms, most of them will ask poets or wanderers who have "valuation" their skills and have deliberately upgraded their level for advice.

After pondering for a while, the dwarf poet said, "The priest's sacrificial robe is probably not a mortal thing, and the density of the needle and thread even exceeds the current level of craftsmanship. ”

When the halfling wanderer next to him heard this, he was even more excited, "Dressed in sacrificial robes and without armor, looking like a fat sheep, I am afraid that he is from a noble family and has been sent to the church to serve the gods." ”

"Don't wait for a while." The white-haired warrior always felt that the priest had an invisible murderous aura, and hurriedly warned the halfling.

"Come on, it's the kind priest of the goddess that I dare to start, and if I am really discovered, I will only be punished for a few words." The halfling wanderer looked back at the goddess priests he had stolen before, and said with pride.

Their players have mastered the ability of "hand kung fu", and they are not good at using it, so what kind of player is it?

As he spoke, he lowered his footsteps and lurked silently.

Halflings are naturally agile and athletic because they are short, and they have a lot of motor cells, which gives them a bonus in other aspects than human players, a talent specialty and bonus skill points.

The second-tier race bonus of the "stealth" skill alone makes his usual "stealth" skill even more silent.

At this time, Zhao Xu was holding up a bronze statue and looking at it, once he found a half-damaged bronze griffin statue in the stall of his friend Shen Nian in his previous life, and picked it out and gave it to the other party.

However, in this frost dew town near Mystra, Zhao Xu took a cursory glance and felt that he should be able to give up the idea of picking up leaks.

He might as well think about going to a nearby trading house and preparing a deposit for tonight.

Although the market price of the +6 Intelligence Turban is only 36,000 gold coins, he can still get the 3,060 gold coins for the bidding, but he is not sure what the final price will be.

Suddenly, the tentacles on Zhao Xu's back twisted.

He turned his head directly, and found that there was a halfling in front of him who was not much different from the height he was crouching, with a ruddy face, brown eyes, long sideburns, but no beard.

"Mr. Pastor, suddenly I am a little confused about the teachings of the goddess, and I want to come and ask you." The Halfling Wanderer wears only the weakest leather armor for agility, and carries a rapier and dagger at his waist.

He said with a hippie smile on his face, but he couldn't help but glance at his dagger, secretly thinking about how to deal with the conflict. But this is also the worst-case scenario, and he is sure that this pastor will not vent excessively.

Kindness can be bullied, this point has long been grasped by him.

Just now, this wanderer was standing in the corner of the shadows, so Zhao Xu glanced at it and skimmed over, but he didn't expect that he would become the other party's prey instead.

Zhao Xu chuckled, "The goddess has a doctrine that it is forbidden to steal. ”

As he spoke, he gently patted the halfling on the shoulder, "A little warning." ”

Then Zhao Xu gently zipped the side pocket of his backpack, stood up and walked to another store.

The three people in the distance kept looking at the situation here, and when they saw the priest suddenly get up, they thought there was a battle, and they were clenching their weapons, but they found that the other party was leaving directly.

It's just that their halfling teammates have been standing silently all the time.

"It's a little weird, go over and have a look." The white-haired warrior felt a little bad, and directly carried the giant sword on his back and walked over with the other two teammates.

"What's wrong, Dwarf?" Seeing that the wanderer was still motionless, the white-haired warrior scoffed.

I saw this halfling wanderer, just so stiff and turned around, "Just now he just said that he looked at me like this, scared me to death, it's the kind of murderous aura that really kills people, I'll go, this shouldn't be an evil priest." ”

"Then why are you just motionless?" The dwarf poet didn't have a good breath and said, "I thought you were dead." ”

"That's what horror is, you know, just now two tentacles directly wrapped around me, tied my feet, and scared me to death." The halfling wanderer said nervously.

At this time, he looked excited, and suddenly a tiny wound less than half a finger long burst out of his face, bleeding.

At this time, the three of them couldn't help but feel numb in their backs when they saw this scene, and after a while, the white-haired warrior gritted his teeth and said, "Fool, you quickly wipe your face." ”

At this time, the halfling touched his face, only to realize that his face had been slid silently.

It's just as thin as a cicada's wing, so slight that it's hard to feel that the wound has only cracked open until now.

This is a small warning from the other party.

"It's really dangerous, this Arthur still has an invisible sword qi, if it is a few points, I won't have to cut my throat." The wanderer palpitated.

"Yes, if you just succeeded, now I'm coming to collect your body with your throat cut. The priest is kind and can deceive your sister, who knows if it is an evil priest, do you want the four of us to turn into zombies and jump behind each other? ”

"Don't jump these days, this broken town is all Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I estimate that the other party is at least level 10 or above in order to cast spells, and they don't need to educate you so silently. At this time, the half-elf ranger, who had not spoken, said.

After hearing this, all four looked in the direction where the priest had disappeared, but all of them had different thoughts.