Like a punching bag, he was thrown to the ground, and Drow's terrifying fangs felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

Once the wanderer is caught by a monster with much more power than himself and is slammed to the ground, it is definitely a nightmare within a nightmare. Charles is not in a state of divine arts, and his usual strength attribute is enough to have 22 points, and his strength is comparable to that of a martial artist among trolls. The emaciated Drow Terror Fangs were impossible to withstand.

The upper and lower rows of teeth were almost gone, the blood was smeared on the face, the brain of the drow's terrifying fangs was blank, what bones were broken, and the pain of broken bones on the bridge of the nose all came over for a while, paralyzing the nerves in the brain.

With a grim face, Charles walked to the forest at the edge of the camp with his drow fangs in his hand, and continued to clasp the drow fangs' ankles, grabbing the living creature and smashing it indiscriminately, smashing and smashing several stout trees in a matter of seconds.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

When Charles had fully vented his frustration and anger at being attacked, he came down and grabbed the drow's long black loitering with his left hand, lifting his bloodied face closer.

"The Jelles?" Charles stared at Drow's barely open eyes, the wanderer whose consciousness was in chaos, and when he heard the words "Gerale family", a hint of panic immediately flashed through his half-open and half-closed eyes.

"Sure enough."

Syllable. Charles casually threw away the terrifying fangs of Drow, who had lost the power to resist, and a layer of evil aura condensed on his face.

With the exception of the Jelle family, whose relationship with him has become [hatred], Charles believes that he has no enemies on the Drow side. The Drow Assassin had been dormant for a long time, and it was definitely premeditated, targeting him in the first place.

"There's an intruder!"

Mahi flashed back from the darkness in the distance, her pretty face full of worry. She was tricked away by Drow's terrifying fangs, and after leaving the camp about a few dozen meters, she realized that something was wrong.

The female blood saw the priest standing unharmed in the forest at the edge of the camp. She was immediately pleasantly surprised, but when she approached Charles, she let out a soft sigh and spotted the male Drow on the ground.

"Tie him up and keep watch over him until I get back." Charles dropped these words, and he fell into Mahi's arms as a corpse.

The 'poisonous stinger' of Drow's terrifying fangs is truly powerful. If he had been wearing heavy armor in battle, Drow's crossbow might have been difficult to break through and protect his skin. But now it's the rest time of the night, and when he usually studies the scroll, Charles will take off his armor and change into a non-attribute outfit priest's robe, so the 'Poisonous Thorn' not only hits him, but also takes Charr's life in a short time.

Fortunately, there is also the [Revenant Ank], and the charr did not use the resurrection magic today, so the terrifying fangs of Drow, who suffered the wrath of the priest, ended up so miserable.

Death drops 3% experience. The upgrade progress is now down to 94%.

Two hours later, Charles returned to the camp, pulled out two recovery potions and a magic potion, and handed them to Mahi, "Let that Drow captive drink it." ”

Mahi tilted her head slightly, puzzled.

"I just got a nice weapon and need a live test subject." Charles smiled slightly.

Drow's terrifying fangs were tied to a large tree that could accommodate several people, and the hemp rope almost covered Drow's entire body.

Taking the potion, Mahi removed Drow's mandibles and uncorked the potion. He poured all three potions into Drow's open mouth.

Grunt. After swallowing, a faint glow immediately enveloped Drow. Originally tingling all over the body. The Drow Assassin, who was about to die, suddenly realized that the broken bones around him were rapidly healing themselves, and after a while, the expression on Drow's face returned to its previous evil and cruelty.

"Looks like it's okay."

Charles motioned for Mahi to step away, and with his mind he summoned the Stormer's Cry +3 that had been placed in the equipment slot.

He wanted to try the sword's 'paralyzing' chances.

The 20 Forced Shock damage is plainly written, but the 'Paralysis' chance is a bit vague. If you use an exemplary rank of profession as an experiment. Charles felt that the data from the experiment had a reference value.

However, the experimental data was based on a lot of data, which is why the Charles saved the Drow Assassin and increased his health. Don't die at the beginning of the experiment.

Swish.

A sword swinged.

[Stormer's Prayer] This sword, because it was forged by the dwarven master, is different from the sword of the human kingdom in terms of appearance and specifications.

For example, the net weight of a longsword is generally 4 pounds, the greatsword is 8 pounds, and the [Stormer's Cry] is between the longsword and the greatsword, and the weight is around 6 pounds.

Holding a weapon that he was not used to, Charles naturally couldn't control his strength, and his sword power was a little heavier.

Laugh at. The sharp blade directly tore through the tattered coat of Drow's terrifying fangs, leaving a seven or eight centimeter-long sword cut on his skin, dripping with blood.

“-33”

-20 (Shock)

Looking at the damage levels that continue to emerge from the top of Drow's terrifying fangs, Charles watches for Drow's reaction. After being struck with a sword, the Drow Assassin did not react at the time. This level of attack is nothing to a Drow man who has endured the torture of Drow women's whips.

But after Charles pulled out his sword, the Drow Assassin's body shuddered uncontrollably. Charles indifferently observed the tiny wires spreading along the sword's edge, and his eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"Does Shock damage only form after it hits......

"Go on!"

This time, two or three swords were swung in a row, sneering. The Drow Assassin immediately added several damages, and with the attack, the Assassin's body suddenly widened its eyes, its pupils dilated, and the blue tendons on its forehead loomed. Charles patted the muscles of Drow's arm with the back of his sword, and it felt like a slap against a wall. The Assassin was undoubtedly in a state of 'paralysis', and his muscles tensed.

"About three swords, do you have a 'paralyzing effect?'

The chance of paralysis is as high as more than 30%. Charles shook his head, pulled out another bottle of life recovery potion, and stepped forward himself, forcibly pouring the potion into Drow's mouth.

Swish.

The vacated blood gauge immediately fills up. Charr looked at the drow with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, ignoring the drow's cannibalistic resentful eyes, and he took the Stormer's Cry in his hand and began to experiment repeatedly.

2. The sword is paralyzed.

4 swords.

3 swords.

Ten minutes later, Charles drew his sword and stood. He chuckled in his mouth: "The luckiest case is 2 swords out of paralysis, and the worst case is 4 swords, then the probability fluctuates between 25%-50%." ”

Of course, the results of this experiment are aimed at exemplary professionals, and it is not an exaggeration to say that each sword will have a 'paralyzing' effect if it is against a player.

And the Wanderer is in many basic classes. The constitution attribute is low, and the tenacity exemption is not high. Charles felt that if the subject was replaced by a warrior or a barbarian, the chance of 'paralysis' would be reduced by 5%-10%.

"It's worthy of a purple weapon, and the 'Strong' level Storm Rune has a miraculous effect on the gaze below the hero rank." Charles groaned slightly, then turned to another line of text in the weapons information:

"Enchantment/Essence: 'Electric Blast' (Strong), in addition to greatly increasing the chance of the attack to be paralyzed, it can also detonate the target's electricity when the user swings the sword and inflicts a heavy blow on the target. The more electricity the opponent accumulates, the more terrible the explosion damage will be, and the longer the 'paralysis' will last. ”

Charles was looking forward to this 'electric explosion' enchantment. Storm runes and electric explosion enchantments complement each other, and he wanted to see how powerful they really were, and the Archain Drow Assassin was still a good test subject.

Drow poured a few more potions. This time, Drow's terrifying fangs were already distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the priest with hatred as if it were substance.

"Demonic ...... You are a real demon! The Drow Assassin snapped a word from between his teeth.

Even if you pour a lot of potions to restore your health. Drow still had many sword wounds left on his body, which gradually healed with the effects of the medicine. There were bloody scabs, and these blood scabs were like red scars, scattered all over Drow's body, and they looked strange and terrifying.

Too lazy to heed the wails of the dead. Charles's gaze was calm, without a wave, and he locked on to the captives tied to the tree. Another sword slashed out.

Laugh at.

Split the flesh.

But this attack was like igniting a barrel of explosives, and the tiny electric wire around the edge of the sword did not disappear, but grew larger and larger, spreading all around Drow in an instant.

"Get out of the way—" Charles' pupils narrowed. He let out a low roar at Mahi, who was standing next to the root of the tree with his arms crossed, and he drew his sword and quickly retreated.

In fact, without prompting, Mahi also sensed the dangerous aura brewing in the air. She jumped to her feet, kicked the roots of the tree with both legs, and jumped up to the tree, seven or eight meters above the ground in an instant.

"Boom"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the forest in the middle of the night.

It was as if the humanoid electric ball had exploded, not only the splattered blood droplets and blood water flashed with purple electric light, but even those pieces of minced flesh were wrapped in a layer of lightning, sizzling, and scattered on the surrounding dead branches and leaves.

"The explosion was circular in shape, the range was 4-5 meters in diameter......"

Spilled with electrified blood, Charles pursed his lips and retreated, still calculating the experimental data of the 'electric explosion' enchantment in his heart.

Well?

At this moment, a large piece of minced meat landed next to his feet, and the leaves underneath immediately emitted scorched smoke. Charles realized something, and rolled sideways into the bushes next to him.

Rumble. Another explosion, much weaker than the previous one, but powerful enough to be reckoned with. Charles slapped off the fibers of the branches and leaves that stuck to his body, and stared at the large pit caused by the explosion of the flesh, unable to hide the shock in his eyes.

"Isn't it that you have swung your sword too many times before, and that Drow has accumulated too much thunder and lightning power?" Charles took a light breath and placed the sword horizontally in front of him, squinting at the intricate purple-cyan lines on the sword's body.

"The more electricity accumulates, the more terrible the explosion damage becomes. So, an explosion of this magnitude just now, in the 'strong' level of electric explosion enchantment, is it relatively large, or is it very ordinary? ”

Charles was a little distressed, trying to push the frames on the bridge of his nose, but when he stretched out his fingers, he touched the air. He was stunned and realized that this was the game world, so he grabbed a strand of hair on his forehead instead and frowned.

No doubt.

If he were standing in the blast zone, he would have suffered AOE damage.

Moreover, after Drow's corpse was shattered, the corpse parts also had the power of 'electric explosion', which is a bit unbelievable. Charles wanted to continue experimenting to see if the sub-explosions were occasional or constant in the enchantment, but the Drow Assassin was dead, and he had lost this excellent living experiment. (To be continued.) )