Mastiffs are famous.

Its reputation lies not in the strength of its individuals, but in its predatory nature of the group and the stunts of various wanderers.

Faced with a sudden attack, Ellison's men responded in the way they did best.

The Dark Guard instinctively unleashes a dark aura of despair, which typically causes all hostile creatures within 3 meters of all immunity checks to suffer a -2 morale reduction.

In front of the Blindeye Mastiff, this skill became a joke. The Stygian Mastiff, with his Iron Will, completely ignores this skill. On the contrary, this skill provokes their ferocity.

One lunged down on the sword that wrapped around one of the Dark Guards, and the other swooped down, nearly tearing the shield off the Guard's left arm.

The old thief tried to fight back, and he threw 10 throwing knives in one go, obviously aiming at the shadow that the Mastiff jumped out of, but all of them were still missing. The Mastiff's jumping ability is beyond imagination. If placed in the City of Gold, they have the ability to jump up to the third floor.

Incredible bouncing and agility make these hunters from the Arctic a nightmare for Ellison. They can even run long distances on cliffs at an angle of 90 degrees to the ground.

One magic after another was released from Ellison's hands, but they still couldn't change their fate as they were besieged.

Mastiffs pounce left and right, jumping up and down, and almost any angle can be the direction of their attack. That kind of high-speed rush is gorgeous and deadly, and if you are not careful, you will be injured or even fatal.

Ellison's advanced class includes the War Priest, which allows him to wear heavy armor and hold a shield.

Ellison was wrapped in Mithril full-body magic armor large enough to blind most of his peers, revealing only his two eyes. The armor is also solidified with a host of protective spells that can be used multiple times a day, such as increased resistance and protective arrows.

It is worth mentioning that Ellison also frantically took a tower shield that permanently solidified the light spirit and brute force arts, and he felt like he was carrying a cake.

The Mastiff's attack was extremely violent, but it was not much of a threat to Ellison and the Darkguard, who was also heavily armoured.

Mastiffs, who are accustomed to quick battles and solve problems with their jaws, will have various problems once they get into a protracted war.

The Old God Thief with super high evasion can't catch them. A pair of scimitars dance impenetrably, and with Cattrick, who is proficient in intuitive evasion, they can't help it.

So the breakthrough for the Mastiff was in that trickster.

Tricksters are adept at using magic to play tricks, steal chickens and dogs, or play pranks. They are very adaptable to adventure. However, their arcane spellcasting abilities and surprise abilities need to be obtained from other classes, so magicians have a variety of advantages when facing humanoid targets.

It's a pity that when dealing with high-speed dog-type targets, all he has learned is like throwing everything he has learned into a ditch.

One of the trickster's main skills is tumbling......

No matter how fast a person rolls, can he be as fast as an agile canine?

The tragedy of the sorcerer became inevitable.

One of his faces had several more wounds on his arms and calves.

Sometimes instinct kills people, and it's him. In a hurry, this guy actually started to hide, dodging and jumping into a shadow.

Playing hide in front of a Darksight Mastiff with a natural sense of smell and true sense? I really don't think I'm dying fast enough. The mastiffs easily detected the location of the hidden trickster, pulled him out, and tore him to shreds in front of Ellison.

"Looks like it's a good idea to eat some human flesh once in a while!"

"Flesh and blood full of fear is the tastiest."

The mastiffs conversed in their own language, and about a third of the mastiffs participated in this rather enjoyable feast of dismemberment. Although everyone's sense of taste disappeared for the time being, it did not prevent Ellison and his party from being visually impacted.

The intestines that were pulled out several meters away were shocking. Bone fragments and scraps of meat chewed by the thick canine jaws were all over the place.

Ellison finally determined that even if the other party was a sapient being, there was no possibility of coexistence between the two sides. Even if these guys are driven away, they will be entangled after a while, endlessly.

He shouted, "It's now!" ”

In the next moment, his tone switched to a nice male voice with a psychedelic flavor, and the wonderful rhythm passed through the space to the mastiffs' minds: "I declare in the name of Ciric that your natural enemies have arrived. ”

The god of murder, Shirek, in the present priesthood includes: murder, conspiracy, fraud, and lies.

Ellison said something that was not nutritious, but with the blessing of the magic that was used a fixed number of times a day, it became a true lie of Ciric's unique magic magic.

It was clearly Ellison's lie, but in the minds of the mastiffs was a different picture of how their natural enemy, the Celestial Lion, had suddenly surrounded them for some reason. They were hunters one second, but the next they are prey.

The mastiffs panicked, and no longer had room to speak, and they let out an instinctive canine scream.

At the same time that the mastiffs couldn't extricate themselves from the illusion, the good players on Ellison's side shot in unison and killed the mastiffs who had lost their square inches in various ways.

More than one mastiff is killed every second.

Seeing that the enemy was about to be completely annihilated, just when the joy of victory filled his heart, Raven struck again.

The sudden appearance of the rope attracted everyone's attention.

Almost instinctively, Ellison activated the protective spells enchanted in his armor, and recently a Dark Guard rushed to Ellison's side, trying to fend off the sneak attack with his body and shield.

However, the attack of the rope is still repulsed by one blow.

The screams were behind Ellison.

It was another Darkguard. At that time, he plunged his long sword into the heart of a blind mastiff, and was about to tear the mastiff's heart apart. Ellison's sneak attack drew all the attention he had left.

Unconsciously, the twisting of his head caused a gap between his helmet and solid shoulder armor.

Raven unusually abruptly pierced out of the shadow of the Darkguard, appearing behind the Darkguard.

His eyes were full of calmness, and there was a cruel faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the cold light flashed!

Dagger!

Obsidian Thorn!

A silent black light appeared so suddenly, so unexpectedly, like a black lightning bolt, pushing the already distressed crowd into an even deeper abyss.

The light of this blow was so deep that everyone who saw this scene had a feeling that they knew it but were powerless to resist, either they couldn't help but close their eyes and couldn't bear to see what was going to happen next, or they were shocked by the peerless edge of this lightning blow, and they couldn't move.

At least three pairs of eyes witnessed the black dagger piercing the Dark Guard's carotid artery and passing through the trachea of his throat.

With the Obsidian Thorn's sharpness and piercing properties, the Darkguard Toughness bonus of +10 is useless.

Then, with the high-speed rotation of Raven's wrist, the sharp tip of the blade turned here, smashing the Dark Guard's throat and smashing it into the cervical vertebrae, almost cutting off half of the Dark Guard's neck.

"Fallenheitt! No—" Ellison let out a scream that was not like a human voice at the sight of his long-time guards being killed. Still in the middle of his last spell cast, he couldn't do anything but watch as Raven stomped his foot on the armor of the dead Fallenheitt, spun around in a beautiful volley, and fled in the blink of an eye into another shadow crevice.

Coming to his senses, Ellison slammed the healing technique into Fallenheitt's head like crazy.

It's a pity that it's pointless!

Healing is the treatment of living people. At the moment of being stabbed by Raven, Fallenheitt was already a dead man.

The Mastiff had been killed, and the remnants gathered around and stood silently beside Ellison.

"Isn't that Raven only a Black Iron Rank? Who told me what was going on? That's the Assassin's standard skills, Shadow Jump and Shadow of Sure Hit, right? There was anger in Ellison's tone.

The first to speak was his most loyal guard, and under the Dark Guard's helmet, his voice was like an urn: "Wanderer professionals can usually hide their breath, but the moment they make a move, their breath can't be deceived. It was indeed the breath of the Black Iron Rank just now. ”

"How could that ......?"

The old god interjected: "This is the blessing of the shadow plane. Since the shadow energy here is so strong, the energy consumption of all of our skills that require shadow energy has been drastically reduced. Maybe it was Raven himself who had comprehended the shadow skill. ”

Ellison's face turned white for a moment: "Didn't you say that he hasn't officially resonated yet?" Didn't he have to be a shadow orb for the perfect resonance? ”

The old thief was silent for a long time before replying, "If I'm not mistaken, until the successful assassination just now, he still didn't resonate. He borrowed the power of the Shadow Plane. ”

"Huh!?"

Katrick interjected: "Master...... Although I don't want to admit it, I agree with Van der Faal. ”

"What?"

"Master, there is a kind of person in the world called a genius." Cattrick shut up.

Raven is a genius. Otherwise, no one could explain how a minor half-elf could survive Ellison's repeated pursuits.

The more you fight, the stronger you get!

No one had dared to admit it before, so they attributed Raven's life to luck.

Maybe they found out, but no one dared to face up to this fact!

There was a dead silence all around!

No one could have imagined that there were people in the world who could progress so fast!

A few days ago, he was a kid who wasn't even a professional.

In a few days, he was able to kill a silver-tier Dark Guard known for his rough skin and thick flesh.

It doesn't matter whether he plays tricks, borrows sharp weapons, or sneaks up on key points. Anyway, the fact of overstepping the level and killing a strong enemy was placed in front of Ellison and the others.

Finally, one of the twelve priests under the throne of the famous murder god Ciric, Ellison Stinger, who would be known as the left hand of the gods, squeezed out this sentence: "I underestimated him." ”

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