At this time, Vitruvius did not even have a shield, and he did not know that his opponent's dagger had been quenched with poison.

He is a single sword, and Ling Ran is not afraid.

Face the wanderers who are coming straight at you and are close at hand.

Vitruvius smiled suspiciously.

The steel sword inserted in the sand picks up a large lump of sand and activates it with 10 points.

Boom!

The loiterer was caught in a flash and was bombarded head-on by a scattering bullet from the sand.

While the wanderer was still unstable, Vitruwi slashed with his sword.

If you let this guy breathe down, go around to his own attack blind spot, and play agile suppression, how can this warrior be killed?

The sword approached, and the wanderer hurriedly retreated.

Brush brush brush, Vitruvius, slash three swords in a row, and the wanderer, one step slow, one step slow, the last sword, slash slash.

On the tip of the sword, a puddle of blood was brought out.

The wanderer fell to the ground on his back.

Vitruvius held his sword in both hands, and with a single sword, he plunged the wanderer to the ground.

Wanderers, blood gushing out.

Strangely, the blood was absorbed by the soil within half a foot of blood, and not only that, but the flesh of the wanderer was also withering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, it turned into a pile of dry bones.

Vitruvius narrowed his eyes and looked pensive.

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In front of Vikrant was a tile-steel shield warrior with a glittering silver body.

Vikrant's eyes were a little scarlet, and his heart was filled with fiery fighting intent, but the experience of fighting against the shield guards told him. Definitely not impulsive, he did his best to suppress his frantic fighting spirit.

Vikrant only has 8 agility, but this is enough agility to suppress the powerful shield warrior in front of him, and as long as he does not make the mistake of inserting a poisoned dagger into the gap in his armor, victory is his.

Wandering, feintting, Vikrant swaying to his heart's content.

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General Hazel walked through the fog, unhurried and unhurried.

A bright red arrow broke through the fog and came at him.

General Hazel flicked his shoulder, and a large shield appeared in addition to his fur.

The arrows bombard the shield, creating a huge explosion of sparks.

The loud sound of explosions, the screeching of arrows piercing the air, and the symphony.

After the arrow hit too quickly, there was a piercing scream.

The sparks dissipated.

A large shield carved with the roar of a giant bear is unscathed.

General Hazel's sheer was as large a shield as an ordinary soldier was to a small shield.

General Hazel looked coldly.

At the end of the mist, a black-clad archer stood in front of him.

He stepped on a pale silver halo at his feet.

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In the fog of the witchcraft lock.

Standing stood a thin figure dressed in black, his face shrouded in darkness forever, this person was none other than the Shadow Warrior.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if waiting quietly for someone.

Less.

He turned to look directly into a clearly visible figure in the air.

The person who came was Angelo, who was in a state of invisibility.

The Shadow Warrior pulled out and took his twin swords with him.

said lightly: "I have prepared the True Eye for you, stealth is useless, come and fight." ”

Then the two clashed together.

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Instructor Hamill encounters a thief with a double knife in the fog and gets caught in a bitter fight.

Instructor Cruise is also confronted by a black-armored swordsman, and the two warriors are slashing at each other with heroic blows.

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One-on-one battles unfold in the Witchcraft Lock, and it's this one-on-one duel that allows the wanderers to take advantage of it.

Without this magic chain, a straggler led by a group of wanderers led by transcendent archers would not have been able to compete with a well-configured legion led by transcendent warriors.

I'm afraid that I would have been killed a long time ago.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Patriarch's Guards Legion are also very high-quality, and they all have the ability to single-handedly take on wanderers of the same rank.

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Kirin, a crossbow shooter, walks through the maze lock.

The wanderer who was ambushed in the fog suddenly killed.

The two of them are already in the ruler.

At this point, it's too late to shoot with a crossbow.

The loiterer grinned and was about to slit Kiplin's throat.

Unexpectedly, Kiprin also drew his dagger and slashed his throat with the speed of the wanderer.

The wanderer fell to the ground and died.

In the same way, his blood quickly melted into the ground under his feet, and his flesh and blood seemed to be sucked by the ground under his feet.

Kiplin's eyes shrunk and he muttered, "This is the evil sacrificial aura." ”

This is a sacrifice of the flesh and blood of the dead on both sides, summoning powerful otherworldly creatures, and the wanderer just now is also very wrong, lacking the absolute calmness that a wanderer should have in battle, as if he is a berserker.

Could this be a trap?

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Vitruvius continued on his way after easily slaying one man, and when he passed through a layer of fog, he saw a corpse lying on the ground, the corpse was only white bones, but it was wearing a tile steel suit, the tile steel tower shield was scattered on one side, and the tile steel sword was stuck diagonally on the ground.

Seeing that there was no one here, Vitruvius was overjoyed, he rushed directly to lift the tile steel tower shield in his hand, with the blessing of the giant bear's power aura, Vitruvius just had it, ten points of power, just enough to use the tile steel tower shield.

Just as Vitruvius was excited about the tile steel tower shield, he suddenly heard someone behind him: "Vitruvius? ”

Vitruvius turned his head to look, only to see a man in the shadows. It was Marcus Vikrant, his eyes slightly red at this moment.

I only heard Vikrant smile bitterly: "Sure enough, it's you, my honest brother, I didn't expect to see you before I died." ”

Vitruvius pouted: "Brother, what are you talking about?" In this battle, if my side wins, you play dead, and I cover you; If your side wins, I'll play dead, and you cover me. Hey.. Both of them are dead, and neither of us will die, do you say? ”

Vikrant's jaw dropped... Belch... Brother, you are still so honest and cute.

Vikrant had to smile bitterly again: "I have mastered a kind of passive spell skill, shadow hiding, as long as I hide in the shadows, I can maintain complete invisibility, and the stealth effect is excellent, which is not much better than pretending to be dead." ”

Vitruvius was even more puzzled, so he could only ask: "Then you still say such frustrating words?" ”

"Because I can't restrain my desire to fight."

"I should have fallen into a kind of witchcraft, even if I am invisible, even if I play dead, I will jump out and fight until I die."

"If you want to kill me on your side, we want me to die, you said that on this small battlefield, both sides want me to die, can I still live?"

Vikrant narrowed his scarlet eyes and analyzed Vitruvius one by one.