The mist in the Cobb Forest is perennial, and even in the afternoon when the sun is full and the temperature is at its highest, the fog in the forest will still reduce the visibility to within three or four hundred meters.

So for Francis, who fled in fear, he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south at all after running two or three kilometers at this time.

Here, the dazzling sunlight overhead is completely blocked by the lush trees and fog, and when you walk through it, the surrounding environment is as bright as the sun is about to set on a normal day. In such a situation, the insects and birds in the forest will become more and more noisy, and even sometimes, it will make people feel a little... Cacophony.

Francis's mood was extremely agitated at this time.

As the eldest son of the Duke and a descendant of the greatest nobility of the Ivota domain, he grew up living in excellent conditions - soft beds, warm fireplaces in winter, exquisite and nutritious meals, excellent education... So for many years, he has not really suffered too much, except for staying in a farmhouse when patrolling the border, he has not survived in the wild at all, so in terms of "survival in the wild" ability, he is not even as good as a mercenary who is just starting out.

And with such an upbringing, it is no surprise that he lost his way in the forest.

Staring ahead, the dim forest had become a terrifying hell in Francis's eyes that he had never imagined - he was short of breath, his wand was soaked with sweat from his palm, the war horse under his crotch was so tired that he couldn't run anymore, and the various sounds in his ears made him nervous and difficult to relax...

Miscalculated!

Francis wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, the sound of his heartbeat was clearly audible, and his brain was even more chaotic - he never thought that Sally could have such a powerful backhand!

No wonder she would run to the West City Gate desperately, it turned out that this cunning sister had already calculated everything...

After turning around to make sure that no pursuers appeared, Francis took a deep breath and relaxed a little, but still raised his wand with trepidation, so that the elements of the "Ice Shield" on his side continued to condense.

The resentment and resentment accumulated in his heart along the way finally broke out at this time, and he couldn't help but say fiercely: "Wait, I must let you die without a place to be buried!"

But as soon as the words fell, he felt his hairs stand on end instantly... Just as he was about to look up, the "Ice Shield" on his side exploded with a "click"!

The Ice Shield was originally hidden in the air, and only revealed when attacked. But at this moment, Francis's eyes widened, and he looked straight at the shield on the left side, showing a large white crack...

The lines that spread out like a spider's web had a radius of a meter, and when he looked closely, he saw that there was a long arrow nailed to the outside of the shield impartially!

And in this stunned effort, a phantom flashed in the dim forest again.

In the field of vision, the second arrow "poofed" through the head of the military horse under the crotch, and the horse that was originally moving forward immediately fell forward, Francis leaned forward uncontrollably, and the next moment, the third arrow "snapped" and shattered the ice shield that could no longer be maintained...

The arrow slashed through the back of his head, cutting a three-centimeter-long opening.

If it weren't for the shield that deflected the arrow a little as it shattered, I'm afraid Francis would have been pierced in the head!

"Plop!"

Francis, who fell to the ground, didn't care about a cold sweat, and immediately rolled out from the corpse of the war horse, and released the second "ice shield" with a sharp wave of the wand in his hand, and then rolled and climbed towards a big tree on the side.

And in just over a second, the shield he had just cast was hit again with a "click", but this time the arrow was slid away by the shield, leaving only a white scratch on it—the long arrow was still nailed to the trunk of a nearby tree, and Francis almost stopped in fright.

His embarrassed running posture was completely "fart and urine" for the noble "elemental", but Francis didn't have time to maintain any demeanor at this time, he only knew that if he took a step slower, the consequences would definitely be his life!

Because no matter how dull his brain is, he still knows who this precise arrow came from...

Damn the scout who always disrupts his plans!

"Roddy, you're actually attacking me?! You're plotting rebellion! You're — "

"Smack!"

The arrow almost slashed past Francis's ear, and the arrow splashed him in the face with the shards of bark, directly interrupting his incoherent nonsense.

"This scum... This bastard..."

The speed at which the mana converged intensified, and Francis cursed as he tried his best to restore the form of the "Ice Shield", his heart mixed with anger and fear, but he didn't know which one had the more.

Before meeting Roddy, Francis didn't believe that the power of arrows could pierce through the "Ice Shield" - unlike plate armor and chain mail, the magic shield has a very high defense against this kind of long-range piercing damage due to its spherical structure, and most of them can even be directly exempted. And what is even more undeniable is that the power of arrows is always weaker than the power of melee swords when they are of the same power.

Ordinary sword attacks may not be able to shatter the ice shield with a single blow, but just now, he was almost killed by a series of arrows in the middle of his breath, this situation can only show one fact: Roddy's attack is not only amazingly powerful, but the arrow body reaches its maximum power at the moment of hitting the shield because the angle of incidence is perpendicular to the spherical surface of the shield!

This has always been a "theoretical value", a case of "if it is achieved, it is purely a coincidence".

But just now, Francis experienced a magical skill - Roddy's archery made him dance a veneer dance directly with the Grim Reaper!

And after figuring out the joints, Francis was a little desperate to find that the "little role" in the distance, who was not worth mentioning, already had the ability to deprive himself of his life at any time.

"Impossible... Definitely a coincidence..."

He breathed heavily, trying to calm the fear in his heart, but his body couldn't stop shaking. But soon he realized that he was too cowardly, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and forced himself to calm down!

As an advanced "elementalist" and nobleman, Francis has always been proud, since he advanced to the legal profession at the age of twenty, only others have been amazed by his talent, when has Francis been envious and jealous of others?

But now, he really experienced such a "low emotion" -- but with it, a huge rebound in his self-esteem. Although he knew that he was now down, Francis immediately focused on the battle at hand with the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue. The smell of blood in his mouth was full of his nose, but the panic in his eyes was gradually replaced by calmness, and after thinking about it, Francis reached out and took out two bottles and a scroll from his arms, his mind settled, and then... His eyes narrowed slightly.

"When did I, Francis, fear the enemy..."

Ignoring the blood left behind the back of his head, he clenched his wand and whispered to himself.

In the silence of the forest, a silent confrontation began.

With his back against the trunk of the tree, Francis calmed down his rapid breathing, immediately raised his wand, chanted for three seconds, and released a blessing spell called "Elemental Condensation", followed by "Elemental Acumen" with a cast time of 5 seconds, and then one after another "Elemental Sentry"...

After a dozen or so "elemental sentry" were cast, he immediately unscrewed a bottle of blue potion and poured it into his mouth, then clenched his teeth, and endured the violent impact of the potion on his internal organs and brain when his magic power was restored...

This process is indeed his only choice at the moment: "Elemental Condensation" can maintain the elemental density around his body at a high level, although the consumption of mana is large, but there is such a "BUFF", his casting speed and spell power can be increased by 15%.

The skill of "Elemental Acumen" and "Elemental Sentinel" is similar in principle to a spider using the vibration of a spider's web to obtain the movement of its prey. In other words, Francis can now detect approaching enemies at the first glance through all "elemental outposts" within a 50-meter radius of the perimeter.

This is the most effective way for an Elementalist to play against an Assassin or Ranged Shooter class, but on the other hand, any low-level Elementalist will end up in a "void blue" situation once these skills are released. Therefore, without the support of the "Intermediate Mana Potion", few people will use such a "luxury" way of coping.

However, Francis, who was carrying two bottles of magic recovery potion, really took the most desperate posture to deal with Roddy...

When everything was released, Francis, who had regained his magic with his back against the trunk of the tree, finally regained some confidence in the battle. The fireball technique had been condensed in his hand, and he had entered a state where he could attack at any time.

"Click. ”

Dozens of meters away, the subtle sound of tree branches breaking was almost inaudible, but Francis, who had set up dozens of "elemental sentinels", immediately jumped out from behind the trunk of the tree, raised his hand and waved out the "fireball technique" - a yellow trail suddenly crossed in the dim forest, and then there was an explosion of "boom"!

After the "Elemental Condensation" bonus, the fireball technique was so powerful that it was much faster than an ordinary fireball, and it directly blew up a giant tree that was hugged by two people, and the shockwave released rolled up a large area of fallen leaves and dust, and the sound was extremely huge - but in the process, Francis stared closely into the distance, and his expression did not relax in the slightest.

In the next moment, just as the giant tree "creaked" and fell to the side, he suddenly noticed the shaking cloak shadow in the "Elemental Sentry" area, and instantly threw out a triplicate "Ice Pick Technique" in his hand - the white shadow that flashed in the air immediately "aggressively" nailed to the roots of a tree in the distance, and through the white mist that rose when the ice pick shattered, Francis vaguely saw a few pieces of torn cloak cloth.

"Idiots... You're dead!"

He snorted coldly, and immediately retreated behind another tree, the "click" in his ears indicating that the arrow that Roddy fired back was easily cut away by the shield...... Although neither of the two hit anyone in this round, Francis clearly thought he had the upper hand.

After pouring the potion again, Francis raised his hand and grabbed the spell scroll that could send a level 3 "Frost Nova" smoothly, and the original lost confidence had been regained at this time.

It's just that Francis, who has a confident face, would never have imagined that at this time, Roddy, who was standing at the edge of the detection range of the "Elemental Sentry" by relying on the "Concealment Technique", shook his head with disdain-

"What a rookie......"