What should I do? As I looked at the barbarian's throbbing trajectory, I began to think, using the mage skill that comes with the Divine Staff - Ice Storm? Although it is true that I can block the opponent's actions, but unfortunately, I am not a professional mage, and I am not sure that I will hit the barbarian in this situation, and if I miss the blow, the opponent will be wary, and it is impossible to have a chance in the future.

Like last time, prepare to freeze the armor and release it in the moment of the opponent's melee attack? Yes, but I can't make sure that the barbarian will be able to attack in close quarters, and he is now on guard against me to the point where it will be dangerous if he comes within ten meters of me.

While I was pondering, Tuke rushed towards me, and I underestimated his guts, the barbarians were known for their belligerence, and they had a penchant for hand-to-hand combat, and it would be better to kill him if he was to dodge and engage the enemy with long-range throws.

I didn't expect this, so when the barbarians approached, it was completely too late to cast the ice armor in the face of the axe that broke through the air, damn it, I roared angrily, raised my big palm and slapped it hard.

"Bump—"

My arms and axes were intertwined, and my claws only scratched a few shallow marks on the barbarian's body, but I was forced back a few steps by the other party again, and the high-frequency concussions carried by the axe spread from the wound, directly shaking my brain nerves, making my head almost split, and my body suddenly fell into a coma.

The Barbarian's third-order skill - Stun.

Before the light snow on the side rushed up, Tuke added his lips and jumped away reluctantly.

"Whew-"

I took a deep breath. It didn't take long for me to wake up from my coma, and looking at Tuke, who was moving rapidly for a moment, I could only sigh that the barbarian deserved to be an expert in combat, and I was now powerless against the barbarian in close combat, whether it was strength or skill. or the grasp of the timing, the intuition of the battle, can not compete with the opponent.

I originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to fight with the barbarians to gain more melee experience, but it seemed that there was no way at all, I smiled bitterly and laughed at myself, the druid wanted to play melee with barbarians of a higher level than himself, and it was simply one-sided. At most, the experience of being abused is just that.

It seems that there is no need to show mercy to my subordinates, and with a light breath, I locked on to the ghostly figure of the barbarian, and did not choose to run away at first, which was the biggest crime in his life. And the last mistake.

Barbarian jumping is easy to use, but it's not without its drawbacks, first, Barbarian has the lowest mana of all classes, and jumping doesn't cost much mana. However, if you use it continuously, the consumption is also very considerable. Coupled with the fact that he cast a shout, a two-handed throw and a stun, unless it is replenished with a rejuvenation potion, no matter how much he pours mana potion, he will not be able to keep up with the consumption, I estimate that Tuke's mana is almost the end now, I'm afraid he also knows that there is no hope of killing me. The remaining mana would only be able to make one more brief attack at best.

And the second point. And most lethal of all, while the Barbarians' jumping skills allow them to match their speed with high-level Assassins, they will never have the agility of an Assassin. Fast but lacking agility makes it easy for the Barbarian to guess and capture, especially when in the air, the Barbarian who can't move his body flexibly is simply the best target for long-range attackers, and although I, a part-time mage who is not even an amateur, can't aim with Ice Storm, it doesn't mean that I can't take him down.

With a decision in my heart, I secretly gave an order to Xiaoxue, who was standing next to me, and immediately took silent steps, slowly retreating like a ghost, and its figure gradually disappeared into the jungle behind it.

I took a deep breath and began to move slowly around the barbarian, and the other four ghost wolves also scattered, slowly moving while staring at the barbarian's figure with prey-like eyes, and the poisonous vine sank to the bottom, nowhere to be found.

Our actions immediately caught Tuke's attention, he kept an eye on me and the ghost wolf, in order to avoid the sneak attack of the poisonous vines in the ground, he jumped more frequently, looking at the mana that was gradually bottoming out, he poured the mana potion for the third time as if he was desperate, as if he was planning to make a final blow.

However, Tuke, who focused all his attention on us, had a fatal negligence, he did not appear, and there were only four ghost wolves left in the scene, and the other ghost wolf with a more snow-white coat and a larger body size, and the most stressful ghost wolf was nowhere to be found.

There is a chance.

As he moved, he stared at me closely, and his eyes were catching the actions of the other ghost wolves, and in an instant, he caught an opportunity, and at this moment, time seemed to stop, and the trajectory of everyone's movement was clearly visible in his mind, and then, the experience of countless battles was answered.

He mentally estimated the size of the grass and the distance between them, and came to the conclusion that in the next moment, the other ghost wolves would be at the greatest distance from their owners, and even the closest one would probably be a few seconds away.

In other words, what is in front of him is the best, perhaps the last chance, to see how little mana is left, Tuke gritted his teeth, suddenly let out a roar, and his body rushed forward like a cannonball, constantly pondering various possibilities in his mind - the other party may use that strange encirclement skill again, but he firmly believes that the storm attack he has comprehended from countless battles, as long as it is glued, the other party as a druid will never have the spare time to use his skills.

Of course, it is not excluded that the strange flower vine is lying in ambush at his feet, but Tuke is still confident that he will not be bound by it, and as for the toxin, the barbarian's spell resistance is low. But Cheng Dù, who was not weak enough to be bitten by the druid's fierce poisonous flower vine, died in a few bites.

After guessing all the possibilities, Tuke roared with determination again, clearing all the distractions out of his mind, his mind was empty, yes, the strange method of killing his two companions in a matter of seconds had made him lose confidence and leave an indelible shadow on his heart. So even if he can't kill the other party, he has to make the other party suffer as much as possible, and then regain his self-confidence, otherwise he will not be able to raise his head for the rest of his life, which is the main reason why he stays and fights.

Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of, in fact, he is just a piece of garbage from the outside, but he doesn't know what despicable means were used to kill his two partners. Tuke smiled, his tattooed face looking hideously twisted.

Then, he saw a smile.

What kind of smile is that? He clearly remembered that the moment before the necromancer was tortured by that strange enveloping skill, he also had such a smile on his face. A few words were spoken, and then, the necromancer died.

Of course, when the assassin was entangled in that strange flower vine, he still rushed forward with such a smile on his face, and then. The Assassin also died.

That horrible smile. It was like a death scythe in his mind, leaving an indelible shadow in his mind, and yet, he now smiled at himself.

Tuke's hideous face, which had been firm and confident for a moment, suddenly appeared in horror, and the two contradictory expressions made him look very strange, as if his face had been deformed.

The instinct to survive made him desperately suppress his body. Hope to stop. Leave, far away from this demon. Even if he lives in the shadows in the future, whether he has nightmares, or even chooses the most cowardly suicide, he is unwilling to face this demon again.

It's a pity that the confident all-out sprint of the moment ago made the barbarian Tuk, who was not very flexible in his body, no longer able to control his current speed - he was still moving towards the abyss of death, getting closer and closer to the demon, and the faint smile on his face seemed to announce his death sentence.

"Ahhh!!h

When Tuke's inner fear reached its peak, he suddenly went insane, wielded the double axe in his hand, gathered all his strength, and then lifted it high, held it high......

At this moment, he suddenly felt a flicker from the corner of his eye, and a dazzling light cluster like a substance flashed in the depths of the jungle beside him, and a circle of white light emanating from the light cluster was like a storm, sweeping the surrounding area into a mess, and the next moment, he felt that his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of white light, and his body was light and fluttering, as if he was flying in the wind, flying so high and so far.

"Boom-"

Could this be the legendary cannon bombarding mosquitoes? Although it is a bit inappropriate to describe the size of a barbarian as a mosquito, when I saw Xiaoxue's light column angrily breaking into the crosshair, I couldn't help but have such a ridiculous thought in my heart.

However, there was one thing that I completely missed - Xiaoxue's light column rage burst was not only amazing, but also the blasting impact was very impressive, when it hit the barbarian, it was already less than three meters away from me, so of course, I had a smile that had not yet had time to fully transform into horror and regret, and in an instant I was swallowed up by the aftermath of the explosion, and in the tearful smile on my face, my body fluttered up, and then plunged headlong into the grass pile in the distance.

Don't pretend to be B, pretend to be B was struck by lightning, although that's what I said, but I'm just a master POSE, can I use this? I pulled out my head, which was deep in the mud, covered with mud and weeds, and raised my head in a daze, and I sighed at what a bad fate.

What about the barbarians? Desperately shaking off the weeds on my body like a reservoir dog, I stood up suddenly, looking around for the traces of the search target, this is a perverted attack that once blasted the mini-boss Rodament into the magically reinforced wall, even if I told me that the barbarian had been blasted out of the palace range, I would probably not be surprised.

However, it is estimated that the barbarian has not yet received a pilot license, so God is unwilling to let him fly too high, so he can only drill underneath, in the jungle not far away, there is a huge pit more than two meters deep and nearly ten meters wide, and there is still scorched black smoke in it, the barbarian Tuke is lying in a heroic posture in a large font, his whole body is scorched, his eyes are closed, only the fingers that trembled slightly from time to time at that time, as if to prove that he is still alive.