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 largest nobleman in the Ivota Domain, his living conditions have always been excellent since he was a child - 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", 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 in 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 bury."

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 a long arrow nailed to the outside of the shield

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 nailed to the tree next to it, and Francis almost stopped in fright.

His embarrassed running away posture was completely "fart and urine" for the honorable "elemental", but Francis didn't have time to maintain any "demeanor" at this time, he only knew that if he was one 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...

The damn scout who always disrupts his plans

"Roddy, you actually rushed to attack me? You're plotting against you, you're a—"

"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 the arrow 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 it is undeniable that the power of arrows will always be 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 a series of breaths, this situation can only show one fact: the attack of the arrow just now is not only amazingly powerful, but the moment the arrow hits the shield, the angle of incidence perpendicular to the spherical surface of the shield reaches its maximum power

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

But just now, Francis experienced first-hand what a miraculous skill is - Roddy's archery skills made him dance a veneer dance directly with the Grim Reaper

After figuring out the joints, Francis was a little desperate to find that the "little character" in the distance, who was not worth mentioning, had the ability to deprive him 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 trembling, but Francis didn't give up, but bit the tip of his tongue hard 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 self-esteem. Although he knew that he had fallen now, Francis relied on the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue to focus his attention on the current battle, his nose was full of the taste of blood in his mouth, but the panic in his eyes was gradually replaced by calmness, he immediately reached out and took out two bottles and a scroll from his arms, his mind was suddenly 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 tree, Francis calmed down his rapid breathing, then 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 6 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, bearing 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 mana consumption is large, but with such a "BUF", his casting speed and spell power can be increased by 15%.

The Elemental Acumen and Elemental Sentry abilities are similar in principle to a spider's ability to detect the movement of its prey through the vibration of a spider's web—that is, Francis can now detect approaching enemies through all Elemental Sentry posts within a radius of 50 meters.

This is the most effective way for the Elementalist to play against the Assassin or Ranged Marksman classes, but on the other hand, once these skills are unleashed, any Elementalist will encounter an "empty blue" situation. Therefore, without the support of the "Intermediate Mana Potion", few people will use such a "luxury" way of coping.

And Francis, who can be called a "local tyrant", took the most desperate posture to deal with Roddy with the medicine in his hand.

When everything was released, he felt the mana recovery with his back against the tree, and at this time, he also regained a lot of self-confidence in his heart. He squinted his eyes slightly, and 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 sentry posts", immediately jumped out from behind the tree, raised his hand and swung the "fireball technique" out - 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 is very powerful, and even the speed is much faster than ordinary fireballs, it directly blasts a giant tree that two people hug together, and the shockwave released rolls up a large area of fallen leaves and dust, and the sound is 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 within the range of the "elemental sentry", and instantly threw out a triplicate "ice pick technique" in his hand, and the white shadow that flashed in the air immediately "aggressively" nailed to the roots of a lesson in the distance, through the white mist rising when the ice pick shattered, Francis saw a few pieces of torn cloak cloth.

"Idiots... You're dead."

He snorted coldly, and immediately retreated behind another tree, and the sound of "click" in his ears indicated that the opponent's arrow was cut by the shield, although the two of them did not hit each other in this round, but Francis clearly thought that he had the upper hand.

After pouring the potion again, he raised his hand and grabbed the spell scroll that could smooth the hair-level "Frost Nova", and the confidence he had lost had regained at this time.

It's just that Francis, who looked confident, would never have imagined that at this time, Roddy was standing at the edge of the detection range of the "Elemental Sentry", and shook his head with disdain-

"What a rookie......"