Another lone wolf!

Martin's [Killing Intent Sense] is very rudimentary, and he can only feel the killing intent, and he can't feel the direction or any other information.

If just now he thought that the other party was casting a murderous gaze from a distance, then now Martin is absolutely sure that the other party is near him. And they have strong eyesight, and can see through their disguises.

"We have good hands in the vicinity who use ranged weapons. Martin's words made the other two even more nervous.

Gal scanned his surroundings carefully, "Where? I can't see." ”

Franise shook her head as well, but she clenched the hammer in her hand: "Perception is not my forte. ”

Where is it?

Where the hell is it?

That lurking foe, like the sword of Damocles hanging from their necks, could be slashed at any moment, leaving the other two without bones.

This is no joke!

The other party's perception ability and concealment ability are obviously above the three of them.

Martin realized that even if he scattered the search, most of the time it would not come to fruition. There are still five minutes left before the fifth contraction announced by the oracle. In the minds of the people, the oracle had marked the extent of the fifth safe zone, which was not large, only three hundred meters in diameter.

Once in that range, it's hard to avoid conflict. Originally, there were three sets of auspicious suits to see if they could hide and do things, but with such a lone wolf behind him, I really didn't even think about it.

"Hmph! Fart, how can there be perfect invisibility! Lao Tzu was the first to disbelieve it. Martin cursed viciously in his heart, "Think about it! Think about it! Martin, you must have a way." ”

Suddenly, blessed to the heart!

"System Elf, compare the environment just now, I want to change everything in the surrounding environment in the past five minutes. All the pictures are compared frame by frame, and every second of change is marked by me in red circles. ”

"Understood. The system elf didn't raise the bar and went straight to work.

Martin now had two interfaces in his mind: one was his own vision, and the other was the black-and-white images that he had seen with his eyes in the past five minutes, scanned by the system sprites, fast-forwarding at 120 frames per second, or 120 frames.

After three seconds......

"Found you!" Martin whispered excitedly.

"Where?" the other two asked in unison.

Martin deliberately turned his back to that direction, covered his mouth and whispered, "See the southwest direction, that tumbleweed pile along the edge of the poison ring?"

"See. ”

"The mound on its right, five paces! If you look closely, it feels a little psychedelic. ”

"See!" This time, both were excited.

"Francis, you go from the south, make a noise, and go a hundred paces to the west. Then lunge at him. Take care of your eyes and throat!"

"Understood!"

"Gal, you touch it from the west, wait a minute, hear the sound of my arrows and pounce on it with all your might. I'll cover you as much as I can, but don't expect too much from me. The opponent should be an agile archer, and I have a good chance of missing. And the opponent is likely to have melee skills such as [Bow Dance], [Close Shot], [Rapid Fire] or [Multi Shot]. Don't hesitate to kill him. If you hesitate at close range, you will die. Do you understand?"

Martin also doesn't know if the other party has these skills.

Since he learned the two ranged attack perks, whenever he focuses on his perks, he will see other branches of the crossbow perks.

All branch abilities are now dark in display, meaning Martin can't use these perks.

This did not prevent Martin from copying out and instructing Gal.

"Got it!" the expression on the young spearman's face had become resolute and bloody after killing several strong men.

The three of them went their separate ways, and Martin pretended to take a few steps to the north, then to the east, and then to the southwest.

The path of the three people has unwittingly become a trident, and the goal is in one direction.

At first, the lurker was still calm.

As Francis began to charge, the lurker began to falter, and the faint light could be clearly seen distorting and shaking.

Is it to see through?

Didn't see through it?

Shoot?

Or don't shoot?

You can't shoot at all!

Because Francis's charging posture is very exquisite: it is obviously a quick charge, but she holds the weapon in her hand very steadily, the handle of the war hammer points diagonally to the lower left, the hammer handle stops the heart and throat, which is already thickened and protected, and the hammer head obliquely blocks most of her face, revealing only one left eye for observation.

In other words, unless the Lurker can shoot an arrow into France's left eye, a shot anywhere will not kill her.

You know, Francis's own leather armor has a certain protective ability!

As Francis assaulted, the looming fear began to torment him.

Martin, who was fifty meters away, sneered: It seems that this guy is still a little tender. Should it be said that this is the normal level of maggot-level contestants?

A really strong person will not hesitate like this, no matter what to do so much, once he confirms that he has been discovered, he will knock down one first.

Opportunities are gone!

Martin has already begun to cover the shooting.

"Whew...... For...... "Assisted by his quick reload skills, Martin maintained an astonishing rate of fire of almost one arrow per second. This is definitely the limit for crossbow arrows at this stage.

Accurate shooting clearly interfered with the actions of the lurkers.

As expected, he dodged three crossbow arrows in a row with an agile backflip.

But on the other side, Gal burst faster with cheetah-like speed.

In military terms, a simple spearman, if not covered by a shield, is more likely to be regarded as a target for long-range weapons.

In the face of a true spear master, the threat of a single archer is not very great.

The lurker shot two arrows in the air, and because he couldn't use his power, the force was not very large, but the speed and accuracy of these two points were definitely achieved.

Engrossed in Gal's "Drink!" two soft snorts, directly in front of the spear, with a quick flick of the spear to pick up two arrows.

This time, everyone knows that the lurker is in a desperate situation.

Garr will be the first to kill. In less than five seconds, Franise will be on the line. Theoretically, this is already the standard front and back pinch, but in practice Gal will hit first.

"General!" a fierce flicker flashed in Martin's eyes. In his imagination, he could almost hear the oracle's announcement.

At this moment of lightning, Gal struck for the third time, picked up the dagger that the other party hastily pulled out, and then stabbed it with a single shot.

Call it a day...... Wait!