Chapter 258: The Power of the Devil

Judging from the situation on the field, this thief who can instantly enter the stealth has the highest probability of ambushing him, and if you want to ambush him, it is the best choice to strike before the end of the hearing anomaly, Sherlock just thought this, and a small voice came from behind him.

Sure enough, a hint of joy quickly flashed in his heart, and his body drove the shuriken backwards, but the caution he had cultivated over the years still left him with three points.

Violent currents and lightning pierced through the void, but the expected figure did not appear, and it was not necessary to think about it to know that he had been tricked.

It was a great opportunity to attack, and if you thought about it a little, you knew that the thief would definitely shoot, maybe even wield the weapon halfway, but he still didn't hear where the opponent was.

It wasn't that he didn't hear a sound, but that there was a sound like footsteps or weapons breaking through the air in all directions around him at the same time.

I didn't expect the troubadour's illusion technique to have such a miraculous effect with the thief's stealth.

Sherlock encountered such a tactic for the first time, and his perception was weakened again, and in the end, he could only use those three points to protect his head.

As long as he doesn't get knocked out of the stun, he still has a chance to turn the tables.

-41, paralysis!

-15!

Two daggers were inserted into his waist, and in terms of damage, the opponent's short sword should be of excellent quality, or even very likely excellent quality, but for up to 800 health in the blue frog form, these two attacks were not enough to pose a threat.

The trouble is the paralyzing effect attached to the kidney blow, after all, the delayed operation carries the word delay, and at this time, these two words are likely to represent death.

Since he couldn't deal with it in time, he didn't deal with it at all, he was just stiff, Sherlock's blue skin gradually faded, and as soon as he stomped his feet, the flames on his limbs scattered a few sparks, and then the crimson figure rushed out with these sparks.

Unruly, all stats increased by 18%

In a paralyzed state, he also had a certain delay in the control of the gunpowder charge, and he was really not sure that he wanted to hit this set of combos on the nimble troubadour, but the priest who was a little farther away, his agility did not seem to be very good, and he was only protected by a chain demon by his side.

Sherlock's ever-faster charge of gunpowder swept through the thieves and troubadours, smashing the chainfier away before striking the priest with a punch.

Blazing Roar, -121!

Air cutting, -88!

This priest's HP is not as terrible as that of the troubadour, and he was knocked into the air and couldn't dodge, so he could only watch as the two skills hit him one after another, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

The death of the priest also hastened the course of the battle, and the troubadour's hallucination no longer had the same miracle effect as it had been for Sherlock, who had regained his hearing.

The Thief, who had lost both stealth and illusion support, didn't last long, and he took each other away in a few turns with his clone and pet.

On the other side, although the fish head couldn't defeat the warrior monk, he still used his life to drag the other party's action, and this person was willing to give up a level of experience for the hidden mission on Jonathan.

After finishing the last enemy, the remaining two did not linger long, but ran straight to Rivertown, Sherlock was afraid of other attackers, and Jonathan was worried about his family.

The second rule of the Bunsaba teachings is that no matter how things develop, there is absolutely no possibility of getting better, it will only get worse.

For those who don't revere her powers, Doom Maiden always likes to punish them with a succession of doom, and Jonathan seems to be deep in the middle of it right now.

Not long after they walked out, a warrior with a heavy sword appeared in front of them.

didn't deliberately block it, but Jonathan still stopped galloping, and said with a little tangled face: "Diga, I didn't expect you to come too." ”

The tension between the two sides eased with the sigh of this life, and the warrior known as Tiga said: "Captain, you remember my name, then Otta, Kana, Bellina......"

"Don't say it, I'm not your captain anymore, and you're just my friends, if you still remember that little bit of affection, please don't disturb my life again." Tiga's words reminded Jonathan of the nightmare of the year again, and he held his head and roared, and the power of the bloodline that had just been suppressed surged again.

"Captain, we weren't wrong back then, it's them, Baron Rachel, and those stupid civilians, we don't have to regret it, let alone suppress the power in our hearts."

Seeing the captain's painful appearance, Diga became excited, "Captain, don't resist the desire from the heart, go for revenge, and get back the glory we deserve." ”

"No, no, I won't ......" Jonathan said as if suppressing something, bordering on hysteria, "I won't succumb to the power of the devil, no, never." ”

"yes, what did I feel just now, didn't you just use that kind of power, it's cool, that kind of unparalleled power." Tiga's voice was soft, but his demagogic words kept irritating Jonathan's nerves.

Sherlock knew that he couldn't go on like this, and although the two NPCs seemed to have a good relationship, it was clearly not the time to catch up, and with a slight shock to his arm, the Recon scroll in the bracelet released the magic in it.

"Well, boy, you're not a little daring." Not far away, Tiga instantly sensed this magic fluctuation, leaned slightly, and rushed over.

Before Sherlock could check the feedback from the Scouting Technique, the NPC had already arrived in front of him, a fist wrapped in red scales flashed through his golden pupils, and then a terrifying force was applied to his lower abdomen.

Bang!

Knocked away by a punch, he hit three white camphor trees in succession before stopping the trend of retreating, looking at the less than 100 health and five seconds of stiffness, he also knew that he was in big trouble this time.

With the strength of this NPC, this quest is obviously not something that players can participate in at this stage, unless you have the strength to be tough, the most correct thing to do is to wait for Jonathan to make his choice.

Is it to succumb to the power of the demon of Naraush in the bewitchment of Tiga, or to defeat the demons of the heart and completely control that power.

For the logic of the Forgotten Realm's brain, Sherlock also vaguely got it, and just when he had decided to accept the identity of the melon-eating masses, another accident appeared.

A middle-aged man with a white beard and white hair slowly walked out from the depths of the forest, looking curiously at the situation in front of him.

"Sherlock, I've only been away for a while, and you've got such an interesting thing to do."