Heavy clouds completely submerged the sky, and the dense jungle almost completely blocked out the last remaining dim light.

There was no wind, no neighing of insects, the soles of my feet crushed on the fluffy dead branches and leaves, and the only sound of my own cautious footsteps was left in my ears. In such a quiet environment, any stealth means are futile unless it remains motionless.

However, Lanloth's mission is not to wait.

Click!

Lanloth stomped on the branch in front of him, his sharp gaze constantly slamming into the surrounding jungle, and as he went into a state of high alert, the surrounding sounds completely disappeared.

Shout!

The sharp sound of breaking wind became extremely harsh in such an environment, and with the flash of streamer, a spear instantly pierced through Lanloth's chest!

However, in the next moment, the mage's figure was torn to pieces in the strong wind.

Silent Phantom plus invisibility, with the help of Spell Silent Hair, it is impossible to accurately determine when Lanloth cast it.

With a series of swift and complex spells coming out of the shadows, a snow-white streamer flashed through the jungle. The sound of a cloth tearing was heard, and the tall figure who had just launched an attack on Lanlos was nailed to the trunk of a tree by an ice gun.

Ignoring the troll corpse that was gradually covered in thin ice, Lanloth snapped his fingers, and a translucent shield immediately appeared around him.

While!

The shadow behind him suddenly trembled violently, and two sharp axes slashed at the barrier, the shield trembled violently, and the power that was fed back made Lanlos take a step back.

The strength beyond the estimate made the mage frown, and seeing the other party wave his arms again, Lanlos immediately raised his hand and pushed forward.

The impact of the force field caused the space in front of him to stir up visible waves, and he only heard the troll let out a roar, but he couldn't completely resist this force, and he staggered behind him to stabilize his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lanlos raised his hand and pointed forward.

Six arcane missiles left a brilliant purple arc in the dim space, striking the troll in a series of dull crashes.

Falling to the ground, the troll's emerald green skin was covered in bruises, and the chest that had survived the three missiles had collapsed in its eyes, and although it was still breathing, every breath was mixed with blood mist.

Obviously, he didn't live long.

It's a pity, after all, it's only a ring of spells, and the Arcane Missile can only be increased to a maximum of six, otherwise it can directly end the life of this troll hunter. Of course, if with the help of powerful super magic techniques, the one-ring spell also has a powerful killing ability.

"Don't be complacent, boy. As Lanros laughed at the troll's breath, a deep voice came straight into his ears.

It's Solania.

Looking up at the cloud-covered sky, Lanloth was about to open his mouth in response when a short shriek suddenly resounded through the jungle.

Lanloth immediately turned back, and almost at the same time, six more arcane missiles struck the troll's head.

Like a watermelon smashed on the concrete floor, red and white things splashed all over the ground, and the disgusting smell was enough to make ordinary people even pour out stomach acid. However, Lanlos did not belong to this category, and his brow furrowed tightly as he looked at the piccolo still clutched tightly in the other party's hand.

"Hehe, have you forgotten? This time you are facing a battlefield ......"

The wind stirred the trees, and the sound of rustling came from all directions.

No, it's not the wind.

Dark shadows shuttled through the dim jungle, and those familiar thin and tall men, Lanlos was almost tired of killing all this time......

Mana: 58%

Spell Silence is useful, but the additional 30% mana cost is a big burden for mid-level spellcasters.

What's more, he is not facing an ordinary enemy, the hunter, and in the troll society, he has the agility and ability to be as good as a ranger. They have a lot of experience dealing with elven mages.

"Don't be discouraged, remember what your mistakes have brought you, and the next assessment, hopefully you will pass. ”

There was a hint of regret in Solania's words, and it was clear that he didn't think Lanlos would survive the siege of this group of troll hunters.

Indeed, even if he used stealth and the tracking skills of elite hunters, it was really not so easy for Lanlos to escape. If you want to win, it's even harder.

That's right, it's difficult, it's not impossible!

Hiss~

With a grin, Lanlos slowly pulled out the slender scimitar at his waist, "I've wasted a lot of time...... Moreover, I have always disliked failure, even in the exam room......"

Scold!

The flames of chaos burst into flames around Lanloth, the wind whipping up large patches of broken dead leaves, and emerald green lines creeping up his shoulder blades and chest like a snake.

This is, evil energy surging!

Almost as the flames rose, two sturdy figures rushed out of the woods one after the other, and the spears in their hands quickly approached Lan Luos's body at a similar speed.

Rumble!

With a movement of his mind, the fire of evil energy around Lanlos seemed to explode and rushed towards him, and the fallen leaves and grass under his feet turned to ashes in the heat.

No incantation, no chanting, sacrifice is the equivalent of an instantaneous burst of weakened flames. And the most important thing is not damage, it can cause unimaginable pain to the enemy while inflicting fire and chaos damage.

Licked by the fire of evil energy, the pain caused the two troll hunters to reflexively avoid it. However, this instinct has unintended consequences for them.

Galloping forward, the scimitar was picked up from the bottom up, and the blade suddenly flashed with a blue glow. If you look closely, you will find that the original snow on it is covered with fine and complex blue lines.

Blade of the Wind

machete

Enchantment:

Current: Attacks that deal enough damage have a chance to trigger current damage, and the tenacity check fails, causing a paralyzing effect.

On the night of the Shandor Runestone, Weenlesa had already returned the enchantment that the Ranger General had rewarded herself. After making up for his professional skills some time ago, Lanlos completed the inscription without danger, and can barely be called a step into the threshold of primary enchantment.

Of course, these are secondary.

The extra damage caused by this enchantment formula is not high, and the reason why it is said to be suitable for a mage like Lanloth is mainly in the special effects.

Due to the speed of the opponent's retreat, the Wind Blade only scratched the opponent's skin. The success of the attack caused the magic circuit to resonate, and the delicate electricity rushed into the hunter's body the moment it touched the opponent.

To Lanloth's surprise, the troll's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body stiffened, and he was about to fall straight to the ground.

Paralysis, which completely abolishes the enemy's mobility for a short period of time, gives Lanloth enough time to cast spells and counterattack.

However, compared to using this time to cast spells, with the blessing of the surge of evil energy, Lanlos has a more effective way to deal with it.

Reaching out sharply, Lanlos grabbed the other man's throat accurately and pulled him hard behind him.

Due to the Evil Energy Surge Blessing attribute, Lanlos now has a strength of 19 points, just one step closer to reaching the Transcendent Realm.

What does it mean to be 'extraordinary'?

Otherworldly, mortals should not be, and difficult to reach. According to Sagrete's statement and library records, only by entering the transcendent can one truly enter the ranks of high-level professionals and have the opportunity to touch the legendary realm.

With a huge pull of force, the hunter's body was thrown out by Lanlos like a piece of clothing, and before the troll behind him could react, he smashed him.

However, Lanlos had no chance to pursue.

Seeing that their companions were unable to deal with the enemy, the rest of the troll hunters, who were hiding in the shadows as cover, immediately launched a full-fledged attack.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Lanloth's mouth.

This is the moment you are waiting for, the demon of the heart!

Rumble!

The demonic phantom of darkness and evil energy leaped high and slammed into front of Lanloth like a meteor.

The surging chaotic energy turned into a torrent, and except for Lanloth, who was unscathed, the rest of the hunters who swarmed up were knocked away from afar.

Without stopping, Lanloth stepped forward, the Blade of the Wind leaving a snowy flash in the air. The knife fell, and a hideous head flew high in the burst of blood.

Finally escaping from his paralysis, the troll hunter's eyes were met by the headless corpse of his companion. Before he had time to panic, a palm wrapped in green flames spread out towards him.

I only felt a sharp pain all over my body, and my life energy turned into several intertwined green lines under the traction of that arm, and rushed into Lanloth's palm at an extremely fast speed.

Painful, heart-rending pain...... And with that came a growing weakness.

The enemy was in the middle of life draining, and the flesh under the skin was constantly wriggling and shriveling. Lanloth glanced at the rapidly rising health, and the smile on his face turned hideous and evil in the light of the fire of evil energy.