The so-called "Thorn Squad" in Sawyer Short's boots is a nickname that Urs's team has been privately given to the adventurer circles of Twilight for some time now, presumably due to the fact that their last mission to the sewers of Twilight to exterminate the trolls was ostensibly received and completed in the name of Groeldon, and many adventurers in Twilight thought that the black-haired young man would one day join forces with the old thief who suddenly returned after eight years to rebuild the Thorn Adventure Party.

I don't know who took the lead in this unfounded rumor and misunderstanding in the first place - but Urs didn't care that his team was called that by the other adventurers, after all, the old thief's previous adventurer team was not unpleasant, but he cared more about the actual situation than the name of the team.

Just like now, in the face of an enemy hiding in the shadows and using crossbow arrows to shoot at a distance, he lifted the black greatsword in his hand half the width of the door as a temporary shield in front of him, and at the same time did not forget to shout back in his throat when Sawyer Boots noticed the battle situation on his side: "Give me a 'protective ranged weapon', if any of the mages in your regiment can!" ”

"Protective Ranged Weapon" is a Protection-based 3-ring spell with a true magic effect that makes the target immune to normal ranged physical attacks for a period of time, unless the enemy's ranged weapon or arrow as ammo has at least +1 level of enchantment enhancement.

The young man's five-man squad lacked mages, and the Raven's ability to cast spells as a bard was limited.

In desperation, Urs almost forgot that other adventurers might not accept a request from an outsider to support a 3-ring spell specifically for him.

But maybe it's because the beautiful Lady Luck inadvertently hears his words, or maybe the dozen or so core members of the Shaving Blade Adventure Group seem to have the same straightforward temperament as their loud leader.

Thea's fear of resistance did help some of them to calm their minds, so Sawyer Shortboots pulled four light throwing daggers from his thigh strap as if acrobatically, and at the same time really beckoned one of the mages in the group to fulfill Urs's request through a spell process that took about three seconds to cast.

The prompt message of the game system immediately informed the young man of this good news that was definitely a surprise.

Normal arrows ceased to pose a threat to him for some time to come. The black-haired young man secretly screamed in his heart, and then from the depths of his heart, the manic anger rose from the depths of his heart, activated his berserk and turned the black greatsword in his hand and rushed towards the bush of trees that hid the enemy crossbowman in front of him.

The weight of the armor in the long-sleeved chain mail makes his "fast moving" class trait still work.

The enemy crossbowmen quickly noticed that their arrows would bounce off an invisible barrier as soon as they landed on yours, and they stopped firing and instead lowered their crossbows and switched their melee weapons to the red-eyed young men who rushed towards them.

The weapons in the opponent's hands were not completely uniform, ranging from the common longsword scimitar to the unpopular hand axe flail, and one of the guys with the long sword bore the brunt of seeing Urs's greatsword whistling towards him.

The attacker, who was about to be unlucky, hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand diagonally and was about to parry, but he didn't expect that the power judgment value swept by the sword of the young man wielding the black giant sword had soared to a new high of 28 points in the state of expert-level rage.

The blade of the Cursed Blade immediately let out a sharp thud that shook the weapon, splitting his head and body in two from his neck.

The black-haired young man felt the effect of homeopathic slashing, and in the blink of an eye, he provided a corrective guide for his limbs. Following the feeling of being guided, he flicked his wrists with both hands, swung the cursed blade to the other side of his body and threw a heavy counterlash that instantly slashed through two more bastards who tried to take advantage of the opportunity to pinch him.

Accompanied by the 20 intimidation skills in the character's attributes, the bloody picture of him killing three people in a row made the attackers who were trying to rely on the advantage of numbers to quickly kill him hesitate for a second, and then split up a group of people to drag him down, and another group of people bypassed him to kill the other adventurers who were still alive in the open space in the village.

The adventurers' brigade had actually lost a lot of troops after their first two rounds of sneak attacks, and they probably thought that the time was ripe for harvesting, and the side of the battlefield where Urs and the others were located was also the weakest side in their eyes because of the small number of people.

On the other three sides of the clearing in the Logging Village, the veteran adventurers of the Orichals and Shaved Blades gradually launched a pushback counterattack against the enemies they were facing, and the half-elf female ranger leader of the Hummingbird Regiment, Ekarila Lin Shadow, gave full play to the power of the compound longbow in her hand, and combined with her innate dim vision ability as a half-elf, she shot the enemies in the bushes one by one. On the contrary, before the other party could hold out to the moment when the warriors and professionals in the hummingbird regiment were shielded and rushed in the face, they gave up the long-distance mutual shooting tactics and took the initiative to attack.

Strong individuals with excellent individual strength can often play a game-changing role in small-scale team battles.

Having already followed Urs's prompts to resist the fears of most of the adventurers around her, Thea used her fastest speed to perform a small healing spell on Stonefist, allowing the small arrow wound on the latter's arm to heal quickly.

The tall orc warrior monk glanced sideways at the wolf-eared priest girl, then turned his attention back to a martial arts posture of unarmed combat, guarding the front of the maiden, the poet, and the old thief, preparing to deal with the enemies who had just bypassed Urs and killed him head-on at this moment.

Groeldon took his fang-toothed crossbow and fired an arrow from a sideways position at an attacker in front of Stonefist, the weapon attribute of the knockback shot staggered and staggered back two steps and fell on top of the other man behind him.

The jay did not miss this opportunity to cast a spell. Miss Poet's eyes looked forward from under the hood of her black robe at an excellent angle, and her right hand, which had taken the place of speech, quickly lifted its position in front of her chest, and a dazzling splendor flew out of the tips of her fingers in a conical trajectory.

Mage 1 Ring Spell - Rainbow Jet (Illusion): Scatters dense clusters of colored light towards a cone fifteen feet in front of you, causing multiple target creatures to be stunned, blinded, hypnotized, or knocked down by the colored light. Target creature with no vision is affected by this spell.