Chapter 122: The Sword

The sneak attacker fell with a look of surprise on his face, incredulous at his own death.

He could not see the invisible "Heartthirst", and was turned into a whip blade under the command of the "snake strike". But more importantly, he didn't expect me to shoot without even listening to what he said.

There was no glimmer of joy in my heart: "Oops, it was too fast!" ”

Plotting at the time of passing by, even if it is not determined that it is a hostile person, can be said to be the usual practice of Drow. If the plotted party feels that there is not much chance of winning the fight, and does not want to cause more trouble, it will accept this indiscriminate reason, and if it leaves without incident, the matter will be temporarily suspended.

And accepting an abusive reason and leaving, it was the best choice I should have made when I was alone, but it was ruined by my instinctive counterattack when I was attacked!

This matter can't be good! Just, use the strength of the lizard's feet to run through it......

Just as I was thinking this, the priest in front of me had already made a move and shouted at me, "Stop!" ”

The voice poured in from my ears and broke into my head as a sense of command, and then it ...... The smoke is gone.

Ghostface didn't lie, it shared its psychic immunity as an undead with me, and all psychic spells and effects didn't work for me. The mere seductive command technique doesn't work at all!

He was about to take the opportunity to drive the lizard to escape, but found that the lizard was motionless.

It's not a command, it's a high-level commanding technique that can affect multiple people or creatures at the same time! This coercive magic must be heard by people and affect the mind and work, so it is ineffective against deaf people who can't hear sounds or creatures who can't understand the language, but although the large magic beast like the riding lizard doesn't understand the language of intelligent creatures, it is a trained riding beast after all, and it can still understand some of the simplest command words, so it is naturally affected by the command.

"Kill him!" But this was not said to me, but to her companions.

Damn it! Since you can't run, let's fight!

The snap buckle that I had learned from the past had been put on loosened as soon as I pulled it loosened the saddle strap that fastened my body. I leapt off the back of the lizard and rushed forward, the Heartluster stabbing the priest in the chest with a smug face.

The priest was shocked and was suddenly stabbed by a sword!

However, before the Heartluster could stab her in the chest, a flickering field of magic appeared on the priest's body and surrounded her. As if inexplicably hindered by an invisible obstacle, the tip of the sword slid diagonally and slashed under her armpit.

Tut! Is it the Shield of Piety? This kind of magic that will deflect attacks is really troublesome!

The priest snorted, clutched his armpits and staggered backwards. Her priest's robe was torn through a gap, and a faint metallic glow could be glimpsed inside, and she was wearing a Mithril shirt inside.

But the color of the armpits of the original dark red robe quickly became darker, and if it weren't for my good eyesight and being paying attention, I wouldn't have been able to see it for a while.

The sharpness of the "Heartluster" and the ability "Strong Acid Weapon: Sonic Modification" that I gave to the blade of the sword stabbed her without directly stabbing the priest to kill her, even if it was only deflected and cut to the side, it slashed through the Mithril shirt and seriously injured her!

The sound of the wind behind me made me give up my plan to press up and kill the priest completely.

Spun back, the Strength Shield blocked most of the arrows that came at me, and the few that slipped through the net nailed to my Mithril breastplate failed to penetrate.

Although the hand crossbow is easy to carry, it is really not as powerful as it should be. It's dangerous! The arrows of my clan are 100% poisonous, and if they are injured, they will be in trouble.

A dozen or so guys around quickly dropped their fired crossbows, drew out all kinds of weapons, and rushed over.

The expression on their faces is bloodthirsty, cruel, excited...... It seems that they have treated me like meat on the board of the fish in the net that is about to be cut! Completely ignoring the fact that we killed one of their companions and seriously wounded another.

Then let me give them a good reminder!

Once again, the Heartlust was transformed into an invisible whip blade under the command of "Snake Strike", stabbing into the throat of one of the Dark Elves who rushed to the front! Before the Mind Lover's whip form could regain its form, I swung it so hard that the Heart Lover tore the unlucky man's neck horizontally and slashed the other two guys around him along with him!

Homeopathic slash specialty, is within the attack range, if you can cut down an enemy at once, then the blade of the next enemy will not be weakened by the obstacle of the enemy who was cut down before. I didn't learn this specialty, but the ability "Biomimicry" and another relic left by Akdina increased my strength to 25 points! It is a strength that even a lion and a tiger cannot reach, and it is almost comparable to that of beasts known for their strength, such as rhinoceros and brown bears. With such power, it doesn't matter whether you have homeopathic expertise or not.

I was seen as eating in my mouth, but I suddenly showed my fangs and claws, killing three people in an instant, and this contrasting impact made the faces of the guys who rushed over stunned, and their steps also stagnated.

Several magic missiles hit my chest in quick succession, most of them wiped out by the spell resistance, and the rest didn't shake my upper body even a bit.

I pulled out my javelin from the javelin bag I was carrying on my lizard's backhand, threw it repeatedly, and nailed the cloth-robed mage who cast a spell in the distance to the stone wall! This throwable, light and slender short spear is an ordinary thing I had with before I left, but under my strong power, it exerts a terrifying ranged damage that surpasses ordinary magic weapons!

"Kill him!" The priestess, who had been hiding in the distance, shouted in a rage, and finally made her men wake up, and in front of them was a fierce beast that could tear and devour them all!

Who kills whom! I quickly threw the rest of my javelin at the crowd that pounced on me again, and overtook a few unfortunate fellows to meet their spider goddess. Then he took the initiative to meet him with his sword.

In the face of absolute power, all skills are scum! In ancient times, the original words of a famous martial arts master in his works are not true, but the meaning is roughly the same. But the example he gave was pushing a mountain...... With my current strength, I can barely compare to rhinoceros and brown bears, and I am still far from that absolute strength.

Even a truly large brown bear with great strength is nothing more than a pile of moving meat in front of a well-trained Dark Elf warrior, right? That's because well-trained Dark Elf warriors have more advantages – agility, clever minds, superb skills, and sophisticated weapons......

It's just that what if, the already powerful bear, suddenly has more agile skills, a smarter mind, more exquisite skills, and better weapons and equipment than the Dark Elf warriors?