The roar of the Frostwolf King, and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, proved that the local pony of Nogo was indeed not a good war horse—the weight of the armor added to the horse's back made the horse's hooves heavier and heavier, corresponding to the restless mood of the bandit leader Gross. He began to regret that he hadn't ridden those Westside horses out of the tavern.

He was already sure that someone was fighting the Frostwolf King.

In other words, he was robbed by someone - putting aside the basic logic of "first come, first served", the otaku in his previous life had a typical double standard for this kind of thing: he robbed people righteously, and people robbed him without forgiveness-

Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, whoever robs Lao Tzu's boss Lao Tzu will do whom!

The roaring sound still echoes in the woods—

The lancers, as well as Princess Samantha, had dismounted, and their sharp spears quickly surrounded the woods. The Frostwolf King's figure between the roots of the trees was as swift as the wind, and the monster was still in place one moment, but the next second it had come to Princess Samantha and waved its claws—

The wind breeze blows through Princess Samantha's long golden hair.

The turquoise eyes were still as calm as water, and the saber in his hand drew a standard cross slash in the air, shining with silver light, and there was a crisp crashing sound on the Frostwolf King's fur, "clanging bell" sparks splashing everywhere - at the same time, Princess Samantha jumped back like a nimble tanuki, avoiding the Frostwolf King's claw blow.

As for the strength of this monster, she already has a rough idea in her mind - at least equivalent to the level of the middle stage of human employment. If she and her guards hadn't been involved in this battle, the lancers would have paid a lot of casualties, but now that she's standing here, there's no reason to stand idly by.

Her sword was in front of her, her left knee was slightly bent, and her slender body, dressed in a hunting suit but not covered with armor, looked extremely dexterous—when the Frostwolf King came to her again, she moved again, the afterimage of her body, and the dazzling golden arc that bloomed in her hand—

The royal family's unique swordsmanship, [Swordsmanship: Lion's Tooth]!

Gold and silver, two high-speed moving shadows intertwined, and the lancers who dismounted on the side held their spears, which were simply difficult to intervene - the chief of the guard, Cohen, stared at this scene in the field, and with his eyesight, he could already see that Her Royal Highness had the complete upper hand!

Samantha just wanted to vent at this point. Ever since she left the royal capital of Elva, something had weighed on her like a heavy stone, and she didn't know what to do—and all she had to think about now was face-to-face fighting, fighting, and pouring all the negativity out of the monster with the dancing blade of the sword.

Lines of blood flew out of the golden and silver-white shadows......

"That woman's swordsmanship is so good, I don't know what it will be like compared to the leader."

Scott looked at the scene in his field of vision, and couldn't help but think secretly - the five of Gross and his party who followed the roar of the Frostwolf King had quietly come to the vicinity of this wood, and they were startled at first when they saw the figure of the Northland Legion lancers, but then, they did not choose to leave-

The bandit leader gave instructions by hand gestures, jumped off their horses, and sneaked up on the obstacles in the woods - while the scouts in the ranks of the lancers were so caught up in the battle in the woods that they didn't pay much attention to their surroundings.

At this time, Gross was very hot - he even felt that the goddess of fate, Elubea, was joking with him. In the previous game, the Frostwolf King's territory was located in the depths of the Silver Leaf Forest, and now he actually ran to the edge of the forest. At the foot of the shadow of the battle, he finally saw the gray stone in the shape of bamboo shoots.

Your uncle!

As the red blood splattered, he knew that the Frostwolf King's health was declining - creatures like wolves were known for their agile movements and ferocious temperament, and the Frostwolf King was greatly strengthened on top of this. Not only that, but this elite-level monster also has a fur worthy of fine armor, and its teeth and claws have [Chill], and if it hits a target, it will slow down its attack speed and movement.

He observed for less than ten seconds, and was soon disappointed - he saw Princess Samantha, although he only knew that it was a woman now, but this woman had an absolute advantage, and it was only a matter of time before he overthrew the Frostwolf King.

Monster grabbing?

What the bandit leader Gross is thinking about now is not the question of whether to rob or not, but how to rob the method - the otaku in the soul has an extraordinary attachment to this kind of thing, and in the face of the situation of robbing monsters, if the soft one doesn't work, the hard one will come to the hard one, and the hard one will come to the yin one.

He moved cautiously, and put his mouth to Miss Mage's ear, who immediately sensed the hot breath on her cheeks, and she turned her head to look at the bandit leader with beautiful lake-blue eyes.

"Miss Crane."

"Huh?"

"Do you have anything like that on you? It's the kind of round one that explodes when thrown — yes, it's an alchemy bomb. ”

Gross analyzed the current situation, and there was only one way left to rob the monster - in the face of piles of Northland Legion lancers, soft and hard were obviously not feasible, so they could only come to the yin. According to the wild boss setting in the game, the only way to use the hatred mechanism of the Frost Wolf King is to be used.

He happened to know that: after the Frostwolf King's HP drops to 30%, the previous aggro will be cleared, and the original fixed aggro will be transformed into a short-lived instant aggro. That is, at this stage of less than 30% of life, whoever inflicts the highest damage to the big dog at every interval will be targeted by the big dog.

The time of this interval is 5 seconds.

Of the five members of their team, only three completed their duties. Gross himself and Scott are both warriors, and the current level is only a measly LV8 and LV1, it is difficult to create a lot of damage to snatch hatred from that woman's hands in 5 seconds, only Radia as an inaugural mage can consider - compared to the protection value faced by physical attacks, the inaugural strength level of the frostwolf king's spell resistance is almost none.

However, Gross is very calm and clear-headed, and at the moment that the Frostwolf King and the woman in the battle are moving at high speed, he has no hope that Miss Mage's fireball will accurately hit the target - in Discord, except for a few continuous channeling skills or spells, there is no such thing as locking onto the target.

What's more, the damage caused by Miss Mage's LV5 battle level [Fireball Technique] is not enough to insure it.

So, he thought of the alchemy bomb. In the early middle and early stages of the game, this is a must-have product for robbing homes and houses, killing people and stealing goods—especially the mage, because of the [Spell Mastery], they have a special love for this kind of thing.