Chapter 90: Battlefield Thirty-Seven
The mage's face was serious, not like a joke, although he never laughed the whole time.
Hao Fei stared at his eyes for a long time and chose to believe.
"If you fail, you will definitely die, and we could have run, but without water, we would probably die of thirst."
A smile finally appeared on the mage's face, and he only existed for less than half a second before he reverted to a poker face: "There is a price to be paid for doing good deeds, young man is really flexible, count me Ronakos owes you a life." ”
Hao Fei smiled: "I don't believe that what you are doing so hard is not good for yourself, besides, you should owe us two lives!" ”
Ronakos shook his head and said, "You just paid for a bag of water, don't look at the bag you still have in your hand, it's already reasonable to exchange a life for it." ”
"Okay!" Hao Fei shrugged, threw the water bag over, and said, "I hope you can pay off your debts alive." ”
Rhonakos took the water bag, smiled again and turned away after the mage salute.
Looking at the figure of the mage leaving, Chen Qingyuan, who was confused, asked: "What are you all talking about, what is a bag of water and a life, I can hear it in the clouds." ”
Hao Fei only guessed about this matter, and after organizing the language, he said: "I don't know what the reason, this mage should be going to kill, or kill the powerful opponents hidden in the player's pile, or, kill those two NPCs!" I'm leaning towards the latter. ”
Chen Qingyuan took off his leaf straw hat, grabbed his already messy hair, and said, "Kill a legendary-level NPC? Is he crazy? He probably won't even be able to beat me! I think it's likely that his enemies are here. ”
Hao Fei shook his head and said: "He found the enemy, if he can't beat it, he shouldn't show up, but hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity is the best choice." Such a master will never take the liberty of startling the snake. If the forces are equal, the effect of a surprise sneak attack is also better, right? ”
Chen Qingyuan's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said, "Yes, yes, what you said is right, but what did he do with our water?" ”
Hao Fei smiled: "It was because he took our water that I thought of this." I ask you, what profession did he say? ”
Chen Qingyuan said with a sigh: "Master, ......"
"It's the Ice Method!" Hao Fei looked at the mage's back and said, "Ice is a variant of water, a water mage, completely relies on extracting the water in the synthetic air, and the power of the spell is very limited. If he is allowed to do it arbitrarily in the middle of rivers, lakes and seas, the power of the spell will be absolutely unimaginable. ”
"You mean......" Chen Qingyuan finally figured it out, and suddenly said: "He is using our water to increase the power of his skills?" ”
Hao Fei nodded, he roughly guessed so, but the real development of things has to be seen.
The mage had two water bags, and he didn't take a sip of it, but walked up to the two black and white sorcerers.
"Evil lich, who gave you the courage to come to this world and cause calamity?" The ice mage Ronakos, carrying two water bags in one hand and a short staff in the other, pointed directly at the man in black who was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire.
"Hey! You guy, what are you talking nonsense, don't disturb my mentor's rest, and don't affect everyone to get rewarded. The man in white came in time to stop him, and with a single word, he elevated the mage to the opposite side of the players.
"Hey, that gentleman, please don't interfere with the game, okay!"
"Friends, if you don't feel like you have enough food, you can line up and play again."
"Yes, everyone is waiting for these rewards to save their lives!"
Mages are strong, but if they are on the opposite side of all players, they have nothing to fear.
Ronakos didn't care at all what the players behind him did, he turned his head to look at the man in white who was already soaking wet, and said, "A demon puppet who dares to act recklessly under the sun should be dissolved soon." ”
The man in white trembled when he heard this, and even his voice trembled: "You nonsense, nonsense!" You are here, in the benefit of all, you deserve death! Let's do it together, kill him, I'm willing to give five times the reward to this disruptive guy, I want his heart! ”
The five-fold reward can definitely arouse the greed of some people, and several players began to surround the mage with fierce eyes. The wall fell down, everyone pushed, the drum was broken and ten thousand people were beaten, some people took the lead, and some people followed, except for the two people who were still fists and feet in the magic circle, and the players outside surrounded them. Dozens of fights against one, the odds of victory don't need to be mentioned, the most important thing is whether you can grab that final blow.
The mage was not afraid, he raised his staff, muttered a mantra in his mouth, and then the staff kept drawing circles above his head, clearing: "The ice wind is biting!" ”
With his incantation, the circling cane continued to emit a cold wind, and in this wind, countless small blades were generated, blowing indiscriminately in all directions.
The nearest players were shocked, and hurriedly defended with all their might, only to find that there was no damage in the ice wind, just a little cold. In such a hot desert, this cold wind makes people feel much more comfortable.
If the player is fine, then the black and white warlock will be fine. The mage's focus was on them, the blades of ice as sharp as knives struck the two warlocks, tearing their robes, and the bitter cold wind blew the strips of rags apart, revealing their true bodies.
The man in white is a ** corpse, except for a slightly better face, the rest of the place has long been rotten, and pus is constantly flowing down. The white robe was supposed to have the effect of masking the smell, but now it was torn into rags, and the rancid smell suddenly spread in all directions, and many people vomited on the spot.
And the man in black was a dried corpse, purple-black dried meat, hollow eye sockets, a mouth full of sharp yellow teeth, and ribs criss-crossed on his chest, as if he had been dead for thousands of years.
"Stupid mortal, you've completely me off!" The man in white, now the rotting corpse, roared in a piercing voice.
"Go back to your hell, demon who has taken over human bodies!" The mage shot directly at it with an ice archery.
The carrion is just a hellish demon parasitic in the human corpse, and it doesn't have much strength, and illusion is its means. But in front of the magic master who did not agree with him, he didn't have time to cast any illusions, and he was directly shot through his forehead by an ice arrow.
A puff of black smoke erupted from the carrion's forehead, and finally turned into the form of a hell imp, roaring twice and scattering.
At this point, the players came to their senses.