Chapter 110: If you want to play with me, get out

"Bang."

At this moment, the earth in the ground erupted like a volcano, and at the same time, a huge black shadow broke through the earth and pounced on the person who had just spoken.

"Whoosh, poof!" There was a sound of breaking through the air, and an arrow flew like lightning, hitting the werewolf's body, and the powerful attack power and the sudden trigger of ignoring the defense made it instantly pierce, and the black shadow had been impacted by the knockback effect when the blood splattered out.

"Whoosh...... Since Rosen has made a move, of course he will not give up halfway, after all, this is all experience, the rapid fire was launched in time, and the arrows swarmed out, directly shooting the black shadow into a hornet's nest, so that before it landed, it was completely lifeless.

"Kill a Berserk Werewolf for +100 Merit, +120 XP, +50 Fame."

"You have spied through the vampire's plot to use werewolves to ambush Count Ferenc, which has had a slight impact on the current situation of good and evil, your reputation in the vampire camp is -350, your reputation in the human camp is +300, and Count Ferenc's opinion of you is +30."

Seeing the werewolf who was shot to death, the cavalry who had originally rushed towards Rosen all pulled the reins and lowered their horses at a high speed.

However, as if they had not controlled the horses, some people still rushed towards Lawson, shouting to be careful, but their eyes were full of cold killing intent, and the corners of their mouths were even more cruel.

"Bang."

Faced with the war horse that rushed straight towards him, Rosen did not run away or dodge, but swung Griswald's forging hammer and smashed his head.

With a muffled sound, the horse had no time to neigh before its brain burst out, its front legs weakened, and it fell to the ground with a bang, and even the cavalry on its back was thrown out.

Rosen didn't look at the unlucky guy who rolled out more than ten meters away with the rolling gourd, and estimated that the bones on his body were broken more than a dozen times, but picked up the long-range gray and white bow again, and shot an arrow at the wild that was shrouded in darkness in the distance.

"Whoosh, boom."

In the darkness, no one could see where the arrow was going, but they could hear the sound of the arrow breaking through the air, but no one understood what the strangely dressed young man in front of him was trying to do.

Not long after the arrows flew out, they disintegrated into more than a dozen flying arrows, which whistled out in a fan-shape.

"Bang, ......"

The next moment, there was a wolf howl, and there were many strong black shadows on the originally empty field where only the wild grass was swaying, and it was not difficult to see their werewolf identity from the anti-joints of their legs.

"Werewolf!"

"Alert."

……

In the shouting and cheering, the cavalry did not panic at all, and soon lined up a new formation, protecting the three layers inside and the three layers outside the people who shouted to stop the attack before.

At this time, Rosen knew without asking that this man with a beard and a little tiredness on his face was one of the targets of his mission: Count Ferenc-Nadasdi.

Rosen ignored the cavalry's movements, because whatever they did had nothing to do with him, as long as they didn't provoke themselves with death.

"Boom Boom ......" Lawson launched a rapid fire and multiple arrows to preempt the werewolves who seemed to be hesitant to attack.

Five rounds of multiple arrows in a row, as many as sixty arrows flew out densely, and the scene was enough to make any coward pee his pants.

Even though it was night, ordinary people couldn't see the sight of the numerous arrows swarming by, but the berserk werewolves with night vision could see it.

Although they are mentally retarded and behave wildly due to the influence of the berserk factor in their blood, they are almost no different from mad dogs that bite whom, but they are not stupid, at least they know the danger of arrows, and even if they don't know, they must know that they are powerful when they see their companions in front of them being shot by arrows constantly retreating and spurting blood all over their bodies.

"Huh."

In the midst of the terrible scream, three werewolves fell to the ground one after another, and the remaining werewolves were also wounded by arrows, and they subconsciously retreated.

"Kill a Berserk Werewolf for +105 Merit, +130 XP, and +50 Fame."

"Your class Amazon level has increased, and at the moment LV10, you now have 5 free attribute points and 1 skill point to use."

"Note: After gaining experience and improving the class you are working in in a different world, you will also get the rewards that the original world should have, but the skills you choose cannot be used in the current world."

Originally, Lawson was still happy because of the upgrade, but after seeing this note, the fun was halved.

However, the thought that if there is no such rule, it will be equivalent to giving him a shortcut to bypass the task point to obtain skills, and the Domination system obviously will not allow such a bug to exist.

Although he was a little disappointed, Rosen was still looking forward to the thought of being able to upgrade in this world and enjoy the results when he returned to Diablo 2.

After raising his hand to release an inward look, making sure that there were no more enemies hiding around, including underground, Rosen walked towards the place where the werewolf had just been killed.

As he passed by the corpse of each werewolf, he would take out the Holy Angel Cross Light Badge (Seal) and soak it in blood for a moment.

Immediately, Lawson found out that perhaps because of the poor strength of these werewolves, their blood did not change the badge much, only bringing a 0.5 bonus to Dark Vision, which made Lawson quite disappointed.

But Rosen didn't stop there, but went to the last black-haired werewolf corpse and picked up a crude pendant from under it.

This is a necklace strung with sharp wolf teeth, and it is clear that the workmanship is not from the hand of some skilled craftsman, and the attributes it shows at this time are unidentified rough wolf tooth necklaces.

Lawson was very curious about what the attributes of the first item he typed out in this world was, so he immediately took an identification scroll from his backpack and tore it open and slapped it.

"Rough poisonous wolf tooth necklace, Material: Teeth, leather rope, Origin: The Countess's World, Durability: 8 out of 12, Stamina +1, +5 Poison Damage per Attack, Duration 3 seconds, +2 Rabies (Bite effect, only for werewolves.) )”

For Rosen, the properties of this chain are real, but when he sees the last attribute, he is stunned.

The restriction that was limited to the use of werewolves didn't do much for him, but now he couldn't bite people with his teeth in order to survive, so the usefulness of this thing was ......

Suddenly, Rosen thought of the wolf head he bought in the previous world, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he even felt that he might be able to make a cameo appearance as a werewolf to do things.

"Come with me, boy, Lord Earl wants to see you." As the sound of the horse's hooves drew closer, a rough voice came from behind him.

"If you want to see me, let him come." Rosen said without looking back: "If you want to play with me, then get out." ”

"You ......" the visitor was furious, and he pulled out his scimitar with a click.

"As long as your horse takes a step forward, I will kill you all." Rosen turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said, "I am from the far east, even if I kill you, no one will be able to do anything to me." ”

"I don't believe you dare to kill a nobleman." The man who came was a knight in armor, and now his face was full of anger, obviously very unhappy with Rosen's words, but he didn't dare to urge the horse to rush forward.

Because the ferocity of Lawson who killed several werewolves casually just now had deeply shocked them, they naturally believed that he had the strength to kill them, but he didn't dare to bet on whether he had the courage to kill an earl.

"In the East, there is a saying that you dare to pull the emperor off the horse." Rosen looked at him, his fingers touched the bowstring of the distant gray and white bow, the threat was even stronger, and the tone of his voice was even more indifferent: "The emperor is still like this, what is an earl." ”

When Rosen said this, he was deeply grateful to the system, otherwise he might not have been able to translate such a proverb accurately in Hungarian with emotion.

Obviously, the knight felt the heroism and fierceness contained in Lawson's words, and he immediately hesitated even more, but he did not want to let the majesty of the Earl be damaged, so he immediately froze in place.

"Well said." As soon as he started speaking, someone clapped his face and walked over, it was Count Ferenc, who was surrounded by a group of cavalry.

"First of all, I want to thank you for saving me just now, otherwise I was ambushed by werewolves in a hurry, and even with so many Zhong Yong's men to protect me, I might be in some trouble." After nodding his head to Rosen in gratitude, Count Ferenc said again: "Secondly, I would like to apologize to you for the words and deeds of my men, please forgive them for their rudeness. ”

"Okay." Lawson nodded.

"I wonder if you can accept my invitation to visit my castle?" Count Ferenc said enthusiastically: "I am sure that my beautiful wife will definitely be willing to meet the warriors from the East who saved me, and I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you. ”

"I accept your invitation." Rosen replied without humility or arrogance.

It's just that when Lawson is ready to go on the road with them, he encounters new problems. That is, the Count of Ferenc's men reported that there were no more horses to spare for Rosen.

This kind of truth will naturally not be false after a little checking, but it is not difficult to solve it, but someone brought it up seriously, obviously to make it difficult for Rosen, or at least to embarrass him.

Count Ferenc's face sank, and he wanted to scold his subordinates.

"No need." Rosen shook his head and said, "I have my own means of transportation, you go first, and I will follow soon." ”

"Really? ......" Count Ferencz looked at Rosen, obviously not quite believing his words, thinking that he was trying to save face.

"Lord Earl, since he said so, it should be fine, let's hurry and set off, presumably Madame is already anxiously waiting for your return in the castle." A knight said respectfully.

"Let's go, then." Seeing that Rosen had no intention of changing his mind, Count Ferenc immediately waved his hand at him, mounted his horse, and left with his men.

Rosen did not go with them, but to collect the corpses of the werewolves, and to burn them later so as not to pollute the environment.

Immediately, he took out the half-track motorcycle from his backpack, started the gear to refuel, and with the violent roar of the engine, the half-track motorcycle had rushed out like a raging tiger.

Ahead was a wasteland, with only a few weeds and shrubs, just right for a half-track motorcycle.

Rosen turned on his headlights, and the bright lights illuminated the road ahead, allowing him to accelerate without hesitation, and soon caught up with the ranks of the Count of Ferenc.