Aram is worthy of being a god-level hunter. Written by Arran, this skill book relies on the direction of the wind to detect distant enemy breath and refresh the cooldown if it hits an enemy. For Aran, I'm afraid it's a hundred shots. If you can do it with one hit, in a sense, this is a sky-defying skill that doesn't require a cooldown!

Qing Chi stretched out his hand, and a wisp of wind blew through his palm. Despite the smell of rancid and bloody, it detected the enemy's location. Sure enough, after using the skill, a silvery-white straight light shot out from the position of the carrion mage who was outside the original field of vision, and Qing Chi set up an arrow, and the muscles of his whole body tensed due to tension. This is the most focused arrow I have ever made! Qing Chi, who didn't dare to blink at all, looked at the silver-white line and moved the direction of the arrow slightly. 3 seconds, 1 second! At the moment when the trajectory was about to disappear, the direction of the arrow was completely in line with the trajectory, and the arrow grazed the wolf's skin in an unstoppable manner, breaking through the flesh-winged defense of the strange bird, and came from 30 yards away, nailing it into the head of a carrion mage, splashing a large amount of blood, and the staff that had not yet sent out the next fireball suddenly hit the ground.

Good start! Qing Chi's heart was happy, and his eyes were more focused. The silvery trail reappeared. The restless wolves and strange birds seemed to have discovered something, and began to roar and rush towards Qing Chi. Sharp teeth and claws clawed desperately at the shield, and the dim shield began to fade into flames.

Qing Chi didn't know how long he had been squatting behind the stone barrier. The mouth of the blood basin within reach appeared in front of his eyes, and the wolf dripping with saliva and pus stared at Qing Chi viciously, desperately grasping and biting the protective shield. Once this protective shield, which was already as fragile as an eggshell, shattered, Qing Chi's neck was completely exposed to the demon wolf's eyes. Giving up the danger in front of you and focusing on distant enemies in such a situation seems like a very foolish choice. The corners of Qing Chi's lips slowly curled, and his eyes were full of admiration for Alan. I see, that's why the good hunter Mir can't grasp the trail of the wind either! Because he didn't get rid of the fear of death that was close at hand, he couldn't focus on the enemy in the distance. How can you only stare at the demon wolf and the strange bird, and kill the mage hiding behind? The demon wolf and the strange bird seem to be right in front of their eyes, but at least there is a layer of magic cover that temporarily hinders them, and the real danger is the fireball spell that can penetrate the magic cover, and it is the mage hiding behind! Such a simple truth, but people are often deceived by their own eyes. The teeth of the demon wolf Sensen, who are separated by a protective shield, are close at hand, and how many people can do it without being moved? While they focused on the danger in front of them and kept killing these demon wolves and strange birds, the carrion behind them brought these dead beasts back to life. As a result, when the physical strength and arrows were exhausted, the fireball technique followed, causing a large number of deaths.

Qing Chi's sweat flowed directly down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, and it hurt hotly. But she didn't have time to wipe it. Keep setting up arrows, keep moving your position, I don't know how long I have been holding on to this action, and my tense body has begun to soften, but there are so many enemies, but I am the only one who is holding on. So don't fall! Gritting his teeth again and shooting an arrow, Qing Chi's arm had already begun to tremble involuntarily, and the direction of aiming had also shifted several times. Fortunately, the noise of the fireball gradually became quieter, and in the end, only the roar of the monster could be heard. All the mages have been wiped out! Qing Chi glanced down at the quiver, there were less than twenty arrows left in it, and at least there were more than a hundred monsters outside this defense line.

It's good, at least they die one less and won't come back to life. Qing Chi pinched his already sore shoulder fiercely, knowing that this was a reaction to excessive physical exertion. Taking a few breaths and wiping his sweat, Qing Chi picked up the arrow again. One by one, until the physical strength on the system panel was already on the verge of alert value, until Qing Chi was numb. The protective cover shattered with a "click". The arrows have been exhausted. Qing Chi pinched himself fiercely, forced himself to wake up, and saw a human corpse not far away still holding a short dagger in his hand, so he directly picked it up and held it in his hand. In this place, I don't know if it's a fantasy or a real place, Qing Chi doesn't have any special weapons or props. Yes, just the same leather armor as the soldiers killed on the ground, the same ordinary arrows, and the same rough iron daggers. It's just that with the belief that you can't die here, you insist on fighting, even if the tiger's mouth is numb and your body is close to being paralyzed.

The blood on his body no longer knows whether it is his own or that of the demon wolf. Qing Chi couldn't remember how many he had killed or how many were left. She just stood in the way of Mir. That guy, at least leave him a whole corpse when he dies, to see the scene of a living person being torn apart in front of his eyes, it will still be very bloody. Qing Chi thought so.

The smell of blood, the whirling sight, the demon wolf howled and pounced on Qing Chi fiercely, and the other demon wolf pounced on Qing Chi's neck and opened his mouth, his sharp teeth biting deep into Qing Chi's shoulder.

Tears welled up in Qing Chi's eyes. She rarely cried like that. At this time, there was a calm in the brain. What are you thinking about now? Thinking about the meaning of war. War, it's really pointless. In addition to death, it is still death. Only those who have experienced despair and terror can understand the power of the demons and their own insignificance, and can understand the meaning of peace. This illusion is really real, so real that it is terrifying. I don't know what equipment will be exploded if I die here, and if I can have a cemetery to resurrect myself. Qing Chi slowly closed his eyes.

There was no pain as expected. The beast's roar turned into a wail. Qing Chi felt his body suddenly lighten, and a gentle voice came from his ears, and someone seemed to pick him up, "Darth, the elves are proud of you." Qing Chi opened his eyes vaguely, only to see the resolute side face of a silver-haired elf, and a smile appeared on his lips. Whether it's a fantasy or not, it's good to win, but it's a pity that I'm not really Darth.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but I feel extremely tired. It is easy to wake up from dreams for a long time, but when I woke up this time, I felt refreshed and swept away the previous backache.

When Qing Chi opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an empty stone mound inside the Falling Moon Altar. I actually slept in a coffin all night. Thinking of this, Qing Chi gritted his teeth and shouted, "Old man Rika, come out for me!" ”

Rika floated out of a stone tablet, his face no longer serious and arrogant, but a kind smile, and a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "Ah, you've finally woken up. I knew I had a good eye for picking, and you were a true hunter. ”

Qing Chi glanced at him depressedly, and just wanted to get angry, but was hit back by his smiling eyes. As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person, forget it. opened his attribute panel and backpack and took a look, and found that everything was still there, so Qing Chi relieved his heart. To her surprise, in her skill bar, the green wind trail was impressively listed. When I looked up, I saw that all the symbols that were originally obscure and difficult to understand were automatically transformed into a language that I could understand, and the history of the elves was written on them.

"Looks like you've learned a lot in the memory spiral." Rika said with a smile.

"I just want to know what would happen if I died inside?" Qing Chi glared at Rika.

"If you die inside, you won't be able to get out. You will be trapped in all kinds of memories, and you will not be able to find the knot of reality. ”

Qing Chi completely lost his temper. This old man really thinks of himself as an experiment. Fortunately, I didn't give up, otherwise I would be trapped in those chaotic memories, and I am afraid it would be difficult to find an exit.

"You already have the strength to be recognized by me. I now sincerely entrust you with the orphans of the elves. For five hundred years, the demons have not been completely destroyed, and they will make a comeback. Take the boy with you, and follow in the footsteps of the king he desires. Elves are born to be the best hunters. Rika's eyes showed a little sadness, "What if...... I can also completely defeat the demons, and if I have one day, please come and tell me about this old man. In this way, even if my soul is annihilated, I will not regret it. ”