"Fearless of darkness, heart like steel, arrow of sanctions, punish evil and eliminate evil!" Mint took out a Mithril Arrow and poured the entire bottle of holy water on it, the rich holy light was sharper than the arrow, and against the Headless Horseman, it could only be blessed with the whole bottle of holy water, otherwise it would have no effect on it.

Grab your bow and arrow, and aim at the Headless Horsemann whose helmet was cut off by Emer's sword. While the sword was ineffective against Agni, it was a great opportunity for a sharpshooter like Mint. She was anchored to the tree, patiently waiting for her chance. She needed to shoot the Mithril Arrow filled with Holy Light through the fire's slashed neckline and hit the core, and use the fire to take out the mighty Headless Horseman.

Although the fire is strong enough to challenge the Headless Horseman one-on-one, but no, he doesn't have IA, he doesn't have Mithril weapons and holy water to go into battle, and without the means to break the evil, no matter how strong he is, it will be useless.

But I can! Mint has absolute confidence in his own strength. This arrow will surely kill the Headless Horseman!

Shadowless Arrow!

With the momentum to destroy all evil, the Mithril Holy Light Arrow was faster than the wind, and instantly crossed the space, passing through the neckline that had been cut open by Emer, shattering the core that was constantly swimming in the Headless Horseman's body!

Yimer, who was fighting, was surprised to see that the armor monster that was still in a stalemate with him a moment ago, after the arrow was shot, suddenly let out a scream, and then the various parts of the armor fell off piece by piece, and this powerful monster instantly became a pile of scrap metal, and it couldn't die anymore. The players cheered when they saw this. When Imer found out that the arrow was from Miss Mint, he smiled and gave her a thumbs up, and Miss Mint smiled back.

Losing his goal, Imer fell to the ground, feeling like his first battle had been terrible.

"Agni!" Curien exclaimed, "Come here, you need to use holy water!" ”

When Imer heard this, he got up from the ground and dragged his sword over.

"How did it feel to fight for the first time?" Curien asked him with an eyebrow.

Imer smiled bitterly, "It sucks. It turns out that on the battlefield, it is not necessary to have strong combat effectiveness. ”

"Coordination mistakes are common, not to mention that you're a pure newcomer and haven't cooperated with our team members." Curien didn't blame him, patted him on the shoulder, and instead comforted him, "And you're also limited by equipment, if you have IA in your hand, or the right Mithril weapon, the result will be very different." After all, your opponent is the Headless Horseman. ”

At the moment of "IA ......", Yimo had the first pursuit of the game in his heart. He realized that if he wanted to return to Dongtu, and maybe even fight with the Xudu Underground Palace in the future, he couldn't do without IA's help.

"Alright, your sword is too big, it will take at least two bottles of holy water to cover it completely, and this," Curien pulled out a dark blue dagger, grabbed the scabbard, and handed him the hilt, "Pure Mithril weapons are very rare, we only have three in our brigade, this dagger will be lent to you first." ”

Imer took the Mithril dagger with the dark blue pattern, and his heart was a little moved, after seeing the effect of the Mithril weapon, he understood that the Mithril weapon was often a life. The attackers can kill the ghouls more efficiently than him by quenching a small amount of Mithril into the blade, and Mint's Mithril arrows directly kill the Headless Horseman who can't hold on to him, and it is self-evident how powerful a pure Mithril weapon is in this situation. However, he was not a man of many words, so he replaced the ordinary shortsword on his waist with the Mithril shortsword, then picked up the holy water and prepared to apply it.

"How do you use this?" Imer looked cautiously at the bottle of holy water. The amount of holy water in a bottle is very small, about the size of a bottled oral potion, the size of a finger, and it can be easily held in the hand.

"Hold the bottle, open the cap, and think about what you're going to deal with, and you'll know how to use it." Curien said.

Imer did as he was told, half-uncapped, thinking of the Headless Horseman. Then a strange feeling arose, and the inexplicable exchange of thoughts made him understand what he should do.

"Take my body as a sharp blade, protect justice, punish evil and eliminate evil!" As he chanted, Imer poured the entire vial of holy water on the Mithril Shortsword, condensing the almost substantial light on the blade. It's a weapon to destroy evil!

The sword slashing is also used, but with such a huge sword body, it needs to hold the holy water in both hands at the same time to condense the holy light.

"Leave it to me, the Headless Horseman!" Imer regained his confidence.

"No, let's take a look at how we can destroy the Headless Horseman." Curien stopped him with a smile.

I saw Zorro leading the sharpshooters and sharpshooters to condense the holy light of the Mithril Arrows and Mithril Bullets, and then load them. The Mithril Arrows and Mithril Bullets they use are consumables with a small amount of Mithril added to them, and at the price of Mithril, anyone who uses Mithril to build weapons purely out of Mithril is a loser, not to mention these consumables, it is enough to have a little Mithril to ensure the effect of destroying evil spirits.

"Ready!" Zorro raised his bladed spear and aimed it at a headless horseman who was immobilized by the shield warriors, and the sound of the safety opening and tightening the bowstring sounded.

"Fire!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Whew!" "Whew!" With an order, the sharpshooters and sharpshooters began to shoot one after another, and the Headless Horseman suffered a heavy blow on the spot, his right arm armor was blasted away by the Mithril bullet that condensed the holy light, and his left leg was shot in the knee by Mint's arrow, if it was an ordinary arrow, the Headless Horseman could ignore it, but the Mithril arrow containing a whole bottle of holy water continued to exude the power of holy light after being hit, and the left leg was abolished.

The Headless Horsemann roared silently, plunging his sword into the earth in his left hand, and fell to one knee on the ground, a twisted black mist suddenly pouring out of his visor, as if a grimace was threatening everyone.

"Good guys!" Zorro was pleased with the results and was ready to take advantage of the victory, "Send it back to Hell again!" ”

Reloading his ammo and arrows, Zorro again ordered a salvo: "Fire!" ”

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Whew!" "Whew!" The second round of shooting achieved greater results, the headless horseman could no longer maintain his body, the armor fell off one after another, revealing the black mist and core of the body, the nearby strong attacker was fast, and the long sword attached to the holy light pierced the core and nailed the ground in the first time, and the black mist howled as if it was convulsive, and died completely.

Together, they took out the strong enemy, and the players cheered and their morale was high.

"Awesome!" Imer couldn't help but admire the ease with which the players took out the powerful Headless Horseman. Although the Black Tulip Brigade may seem like a simple feat, Imer knows that the cooperation of the shield warriors and the attackers, and the accurate and coordinated shooting of the sharpshooters and sharpshooters, are all indispensable. He had just been reminded by nearby players that the Headless Horsemann had to hit the core to be eliminated, but the Headless Horseman was still able to parry his every fatal attack in the face of his lightning-fast attack. If you change to a brigade that is not so tacitly cooperative, it is estimated that a headless horseman can wipe them out.

"Leave the frontal battlefield to us, your current combat style is more suitable for guerrilla warfare outside the battle array, and at the same time intercept powerful ghosts in advance to relieve the pressure on the shield warriors." Curien patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Good!" Yimo nodded, he understood his flaws, and he insisted on participating in the battle formation, not only could not exert his full strength, but hindered the cooperation of others. Freedom is also more suitable for a rookie like him, who is strong but lacks training.

So Imo said hello, and walked to the flank with the sword on his shoulder.