Time goes back to two hours ago. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chris whispered in Pandis's ear, "Be careful yourself. In his meditative vision, most of the sneak attackers had already arrived around the camp, and there were figures quietly approaching in the distance, many of them had already touched the camp, and many of them were lying in ambush around the camp, holding crossbows in their hands, quietly aiming at the tents.

The effective range of the crossbow could reach fifty to seventy meters, and the distance between the crossbow in their hands and the camp was less than twenty meters, and the arrows fired at this distance were enough to shoot through the human body, comparable to the lethality of the first-level magic fireball technique.

Chris roughly calculated, there were more than twenty sneak attackers with crossbows, and even Elandor, the most senior of the crowd, was shot by twenty arrows, and he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.

Magic shields have their own defense ceilings, and in the hands of a mage who has not really mastered the elemental stacking, his magic shield can basically protect against the same level of magic, but it can't defend against a large amount of magic of lower levels in a short period of time, for a simple reason: the elemental value contained in the magic shield is fixed, and a part of it will be consumed with one attack.

Therefore, at present, the biggest threat to everyone in the academy is these secret archers.

The archer, who had previously shot an arrow at the two men, immediately signaled to the sneak attackers around him after he missed, and two more accomplices, with large swords in their hands, quickly and silently pressed towards the hiding place of the two.

Chris activated the Swiftness on Callender's suit and shouted, "Enemy attack!"

They must be solved in the shortest possible time.

Then he quietly cast a wind step, and cast a wind blade into the grass on the left, and in the sound of "clanging", rows of grass and trees fell.

"There it is. ”

The eyes of the three enemies looked to the left, and the archers reacted quickly, and again fired an arrow into the grass to the left, and it was at this moment that Chris rushed out.

His body turned into a wind in the darkness, and quickly swept past the two people who were already approaching, and the superposition of double speed made the two of them only feel the wind blowing their bodies, and when he turned back suddenly, Chris had appeared in front of the archer, and kicked him in the chest, not only kicked the crossbow to pieces, but also hit him in the chest, "Quack", and I don't know how many sternums were broken, the archer didn't say a word, and his body fell backwards, and Chris's other foot was a little at his neck, and the archer's neck was broken with a "click" sound.

Then he turned around, and the pale blue light in his hand flashed.

"Oh, by your daughter~"

"Zila", the two sneak attackers fell to the ground.

Then two more spikes protruded from the ground, piercing their heads.

Then, the wind blew into the distance again.

The fire burst out, the tent had been burned, and the surroundings had become much brighter.

The archers were not close to each other, and they all fell to their knees on one knee, crossbow in hand, and stared intently at the center of the camp.

The sound of shouting, screaming, burning fire, and the swing of weapons mingled, and no one noticed the faint "Titicaca" sound coming from the outskirts of the camp.

Sixteen!

Chris lowered his body into the grass and looked at the five archers not far away, the time limit for Swiftness and Wind Walk had expired, and they were still in a state of coolness.

Next, it's time to rely on magic!

The earth elemental in the air was condensed violently, and in the firelight, Chris's hands held an ever-increasing yellow-brown elemental ball, and then pushed it weakly.

“bglu*ijk”

The ground seemed to turn into boiling water in a pot, rising and falling violently.

The five archers let out a frightened cry and all fell to the ground, and before the shaking could stop, their bodies involuntarily sank downward.

Struggle, on the contrary, makes yourself sink faster, and forcefully, but allows yourself to sink deeper.

In a panic, he dragged his nearest companion.

"Stupid. ”

"Don't pull me. ”

"Let go. ”

"It's a magician, bastard. ”

"Where's my crossbow! ”

The body suddenly stopped sinking, and the five of them were overjoyed, and then realized that their bodies could no longer be pulled out from under the solidified ground.

"What's going on?"

"It's magic. ”

"Come on, help!"

Two extremely fast rays of light flew towards the five people, and there was one more behind them.

Before I had time to exclaim—"boom," "boom," "boom."

Three rings in a row, a series of explosions.

When the smoke cleared, there were still a few amputated limbs left on the ground, and there was a corpse still buried under the ground with the lower half of the body, and the upper half of the body was gone.

Chris gasped, and out of the corner of his eye, three men rushed towards him, the most recent of which was almost five meters in front of him.

Without hesitation, he turned and ran deeper into the woods.

He covered his head and face with his hands, and ran over a cluster of bushes, without stopping at his feet, "crackling" and breaking branches, and running deeper.

The shrub was so large that Chris carefully watched through his fingers for trees that might appear in front of him, and he couldn't help but gasp for breath, but he could clearly hear the footsteps behind him getting closer.

Damn it.

This is supposed to be an assassin.

An assassin who performed the Wind Walk.

Chris's body suddenly rolled out to the right, a gamble on the tree on the right that didn't block his body.

"Bang".

His shoulder slammed into a tree, and Chris's heart sank.

It is a bare tree, one of the most common trees in the back forest, which can grow up to twenty meters high, but it does not seem to grow, it is always the thickness of an adult's arm, and most importantly, its trunk is extremely elastic.

Chris was hit by this and involuntarily bounced forward.

A black shadow flashed out of the bushes, swinging the dagger in his hand, and Cris's body burst out with a bunch of blood, and then fell heavily into the bushes.