Now is the time! Sensing that the arrows were not flying towards them, Abel and Preston ran towards the archers in unison.

"Do you really think I'm going to be defenseless?" The archer sneered, as if he was laughing at the naïve reincarnation in front of him.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~" One arrow after another shot out of the archer's hand, although he had already released a big move before, and his physical strength was a little exhausted, but his upper body was still very stable, and the longbow in his hand did not shake in the slightest, and there was almost no difference from the previous shooting.

A sharp arrow suddenly shot straight at Abel's head with a whirling sound, and the moment Abel heard this sound, Abel knew that he couldn't dodge, at least he definitely couldn't dodge like Nat, so he grabbed a large piece of rotten wood that he had picked up on the ground before, blocking the direction where the arrow was flying.

The position he blocked was not wrong, it was the spot where the arrow flew, and this arrow went straight to his head, which was a fatal arrow!

The hard iron arrow made a pop when it touched the plank, and then pierced the plank directly, but after a hindrance, the arrow had much less kinetic energy, and Abel was able to survive and dodge without becoming a one-eyed dragon. However, Preston next to him was not as lucky as him, and although he also dodged the arrow, he was still stabbed in the left leg by another arrow that followed.

"Ahh With a roar, Preston, who seemed to be in a state of rage, did not retreat, and approached the archer again without caring about the injuries on his body.

Abel came back to his senses in an instant, and followed Preston's footsteps, and the distance between the two of them and the archer was only about 60 paces.

Is this guy a monster? You must know that archery is very physically demanding, and the average person will shoot a few arrows at most, so you don't want to be tired. The archer in front of him had already shot 10 iron arrows in a row. Jim, who was lying on the side, secretly slandered in his heart, it was not that he didn't want to go out to help Abel and them desperately, but he had lost so much blood that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The plank in Abel's hand had been stabbed into a honeycomb by this time, and Preston, who had rushed to the front, had already inserted four or five iron arrows, and of course they had succeeded in shortening the distance between them and the archers to within 30 paces.

"Extinguish the Ray!" Abel muttered a message from Nath before he died, as he smashed the wooden plank in his hand like honeycomb coal against the archer.

The plank slid through the air, accompanied by the archer's incredulous eyes, and at this time he seemed to realize that there was a fire oil trap hidden here, "No! The archer shouted hysterically.

Accompanied by his cries. The candle flame knocked down by the wooden board suddenly fell on the side of the archer, and in an instant the fire oil and candle flame on the ground produced a wonderful chemical reaction, and the flame grew into a constantly twisting fire snake as if it was instantly catalyzed, enveloping the archer at once, surrounded by raging fire, let the archer be superb, but at this moment he also had to face several crucial problems, the scorching heat caused by the high temperature and the poisonous gas caused by the burning and the lack of oxygen. As he inhaled more and more drug smoke, the terrifying man gradually lost control of his body......

And just after throwing the plank out of his hand. Abel didn't look back and pulled Preston, who was hit by the arrow, and ran back, but the fire snake behind him bit them tightly like maggots on tarsal bones, and it was not until the two of them ran more than ten meters that they disappeared behind them.

"The two of us almost became roast pigs! Are you okay! Abel patted his chest and gasped.

"If you're not helping me stop the bleeding. I might really have to go to God, I hate that old man of God. He was answered by Preston's faint voice.

On the other side, Kuroishi and Koyoshi had successfully killed the rebel soldiers, and the two were assisting the clerk in dealing with the only remaining axe man.

A few more minutes later, when Abel had almost finished bandaging Preston's wounds. The axe man was successfully knocked out by the clerk with a slash.

As the screams in the sea of fire gradually weakened and disappeared, the voice of the main god's mechanization appeared in Abel's ears: "Ding ~ Reincarnation No. 5681 Kill the marksman Colster and get mission points X50." ”

It turns out that killing people can be obtained

"Why is it just the two of you? What about the kid? The clerk bandaged his wounds. He asked.

"He's dead!" Preston responded lightly, for life and death, Preston has long been surprised, can you imagine that the teammates who were still drinking beer with themselves in the morning to discuss who would win the NBA championship this year seemed to be in the hands of a suicide bomber in the afternoon? Can you imagine yourself walking down the street with your friends, and your friends around you are shot in the head with a sniper rifle? These Preston have all been experienced. And the most important point is that since Nat is dead, the spell book he harvested before is completely his own!

"Who would have played this game without Nat!" Probably sensing that the clerk of the plot character was still there, Koyoshi Kazuma deliberately lowered his voice and asked the other reincarnators.

Abel ignored Yoshi's question, and walked over to the dead archer, strangely enough, the fire created by the oil trap lasted only a few minutes before it was completely extinguished, as if it had never been there.

Abel picked up the dead archer's bow, which was made of hardwood without any elaborate processing, and was made by training the bow in the same way as the ancient English longbow. The material used for its bowstring, Abel does not look like it is made of animal tendons, but it looks like it is made of plant fibers, and the tension of this thing is obviously not as strong as that of a bowstring made of animal tendons.

Abel tried, and the force required to pull the bow for the full moon was about 40 to 50 kilograms, and he had a hard time pulling it, and he recalled that the archer had no trouble pulling the bowstring every time.

"Is it that much worse? Give it a try! Abel smiled wryly and handed the longbow to Blackstone.

Xiao Ji Yima stood in front of Abel, "Don't play with the bow yet, what should we do next?" ”

"What I care more about is, who is the leader now?" Blackstone, who had been silent in the ranks, suddenly spoke.

…… (To be continued.) )