Sou!

Narrowly avoiding the arrow that shot at him again, Ronald quickly jumped to his feet and hurried to the thorn bush. Using the cover of the thorn bushes, he took a breath of relief.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and his words were a little hurried: "Kerry, do you see clearly?"

"Nope. ”

As he spoke, a red light flashed from the mage's short wooden staff, detonating a brown wolf corpse on the ground.

Flesh foam and bone spurs splashed everywhere, blasting several brown wolves into a howling and screaming, and blood-colored flowers suddenly bloomed on their bodies.

"It's coming!"

Ronald's voice had barely sounded, and the mage had already shrunk behind the thorn bushes. Under the control of his magic power, the thorn vines also took the initiative to stretch out and block the trajectory of the arrows.

Puff puff.

The sharp arrow feathers were all sunk deep into the branches of the thorn vines, and the force was so great that they almost pierced through the thick vines, leaving only a small section of arrow feathers at the end of the tail that remained in the branches and trembled slightly.

The mage's face was calm, unaware of the power of the arrow, and he controlled the vines to wrap the two brown wolves that tried to sneak up.

Crunch.

The brown wolf's thin waist made a sound of bone twisting and deformation, and its mouth was wide open but could not let out a roar, and soon they were entwined to spit out their long scarlet tongues, and the head of the "Woo ......" drooped limply in the air.

Whoosh, another fluttering sound of arrow feathers.

Ronald screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but glance at the arrow that almost came out of his body.

Unless you can predict the trajectory of the enemy's arrows, it will be too late for the Ice Mirror to trigger it. His brow furrowed slightly, trying to figure out how to solve it.

Just ten seconds later, an arrow feather shot again from behind the tree a hundred meters away.

Over there!

After judging the direction, Ronald strode into the wolves, carrying his sword and rushing in the direction where the mysterious enemy was hiding.

A pale protective film flashed on the mage's body, and he strengthened the magic output of the body protection shield, and blessed himself with a special magic --- for protective arrows at the right time.

But even so, in the face of this faster black arrow again, his expression became extremely solemn, and his dry throat couldn't help but grunt.

Syllable!

Under the precise control of the spiritual power, the vines once again made a meritorious contribution to completely block the arrow. But even so, the mage strode back. After a whoosh, the thorny vine, which was slightly thicker than an arm, was completely broken by the arrow.

The mage squinted nervously, stretched out his staff and quickly added some magic to the thorn bush.

簌簌簌.

Under the new magical power, the thorn bushes grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, expanding in diameter by more than a meter, and the vines became darker and thicker. Even so, the mage was a little uneasy, and after cautiously shrinking back into the thorn bushes, he focused his attention on Ronald's side, trying to give him some support in times of danger.

At this moment, Ronald had already rushed to a distance of fifty meters, and he ignored the persecution of the wolves around him, completely abandoned his defense and rushed all the way in the direction of the big tree that his eyes locked.

The brown wolves who besieged Ronald along the way were immediately beheaded by Ronald's usual surname who continued to rush forward!

"Whew. ”

The dying brown wolves let out several unwilling wails, accompanied by the sound of rushing footsteps.

At the same time, a faint pale gas film appeared on Ronald's body from time to time, but unlike the body protection shield that was controlled by a mage with precise autonomy with mental power, the shield passively triggered by Ronald could not completely resist the siege of the brown wolves. Ronald, who was bent on rushing forward, still inevitably had a few claw marks, but fortunately, due to the effect of magic and his own timely evasion, Ronald only suffered a few flesh and skin injuries that were not in the way.

He grinned in pain from the stinging pain on his body, but he didn't care, Ronald's aqua blue pupils flashed with scorching battle intent. Facing the powerful enemy hidden behind him, Ronald, who has not experienced such a deadly sense of oppression for a long time, can't help but have his blood boiling in his heart.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters......

Rushing all the way, Ronald silently estimated the distance between each other in his heart.

Die!

In the last five meters, he raised his eyebrows excitedly, and his left leg suddenly kicked hard and flew into the air more than two meters high. Then, the blue firefly in his hand was raised high and slashed down at the trunk of the big tree with a diameter of nearly one meter.

Like a falcon, Ronald in mid-air had the excitement of catching a prey in his eyes.

Syllable!

With all his might, the thick trunk was easily cut open by Ronald. Ronald, who followed the landing, was shocked, and the excitement on his face quickly dissipated--- he didn't see any sign of any living creatures behind the tree!

How could it be? Arrows shot from this direction?

Click, squeak.

At the moment when the thoughts were circulating in his mind, the big tree had already groaned aggrievedly and fell to the ground, crushing the few small trees behind it, breaking several branches.

Click, click.

The broken branches of the small tree finally fell to the ground, causing a loud bang. Ronald heard a hidden sound of breaking through the air, he didn't know the direction of the arrow, but he subconsciously drilled under the fallen tree.

Burst.

He had barely kicked his calf when there was the sound of arrows hitting the ground behind him.

Ronald, who struggled to dodge the enemy's attack, couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, and his heart was pounding there, and a fine sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead. Under the cover of the fallen tree, he quickly bent down and half-crouched, squinting and cautiously looking around, trying to find the hiding place of the cunning enemy.

But apart from the dozen or so brown wolves left on the mage's side, Ronald found no trace of any enemies.

What a cunning archer! Is this what a high-level archer is capable of?

Taking advantage of his temporary safety, he reached out and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. At this moment, the bangs on his forehead have been stained and cemented into a large piece, and feeling the slippery touch on the back of his hand, Ronald couldn't help frowning and tilted his head.

That's right, since the speed of the trigger can't be compared, then I can ......

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a trace of excitement once again appeared on his calm and resolute face. Soon, however, Ronald composed, and continued to look around cautiously, hoping to spot the enemy hiding in the shadows. At the same time, he secretly summons his magic, ready to unleash it when he finds an enemy.

However, Ronald waited until the mage had dealt with the last brown wolf, and did not find the cunning archer again. This fact annoyed him a little, and he raised his head slightly, and glanced cautiously at the mage, "How is it?"

The mage didn't speak, he just shook his head heavily.

Ronald now feels that things are a little tricky--- the enemy is hiding in the shadows but does not know where to hide, if he stands up, he will inevitably be targeted by the enemy.

Even if you only know the general direction......

His brow furrowed, contemplating his next move. After thinking about it, he took out the scroll that the mage had given him and tore it decisively. A faint blue apparition of a spotted leopard came from behind the fallen tree, and Ronald felt a source of power surging into his body. He moved his body slightly, but he didn't notice that the reaction speed of his body movements increased much.

It seems that this spell has a worse effect on the higher the level of the warrior. Forget it, I hope I don't waste this scroll.

He smiled calmly, not paying much attention to it.

He bared his head again and whispered, and when he saw the mage focus on himself, he immediately reached out and made a quick gesture to the mage.

After seeing the mage's nod in response, Ronald moved his body again, and then jumped to his feet and rushed to the open ground in the woods.

He stood there for most of a quarter of an hour, full of vigilance, but he still didn't notice the damned archer shoot a single arrow.

Fled?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to let his guard down. Ronald scanned his surroundings alertly with his sword in both hands, and slowly stepped back in the direction of the mage. Just like this, I walked all the way to the mage, and there was no wind or grass around, only the faint smell of blood permeating the battlefield, proving that a premeditated siege had just taken place here.

"It looks like it ran away. ”

Ronald lowered his guard slightly, and he clenched his fists with some indignation, his face unwilling.

"Perhaps. The mage nodded: "Things have become troublesome, this enemy is very cunning, fortunately, he can only drive those low-level creatures." ”

"So what do we do now? How far away is your perception?"

"If the enemy deliberately hides his aura, my magic perception will not necessarily work. The mage sighed: "I'm afraid that the future will not be very good." ”

Hearing the pessimistic tone in Christine's words, Ronald suddenly raised his eyebrows stubbornly, and his face was full of confidence: "What are you afraid of! Since he doesn't dare to face the two of us, it means that the enemy is still afraid of the strength of the two of us combined! As long as you are careful, there will always be a chance to bring out that damn guy!"

The mage smiled appreciatively, and at the same time pouted not far away: "It seems that it should be safe today, let's find a place to rest for a while." ”

Ronald nodded, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

Sou!

The wind was swift in his ears, and he watched as an arrow feather shot straight at the mage who was caught off guard. Ronald subconsciously protected his body, but it was a step too late.

The mage's left arm was pierced by an arrow, and he let out a low cry, and his arm suddenly drooped.

And Ronald finally saw the figure of the enemy flashing in the distance--- a figure about the same height as himself, but the lower half of the body was a snake, flashing behind a big tree a hundred meters away. Looking at the strange shape, Ronald grunted in his throat.

He seemed to have read the book that day, and he hadn't remembered the name of the monster yet, when the mage's weak reminder came from him.

"Don't chase it yet, it's Medusa!"