"That guy up there, listen to me, close your eyes and don't look down!" In the embarrassing moment when Xian Ge Yayi was trapped in a tree and couldn't move, I suddenly thought of a thought and shouted at him, "Aim your bow and arrow downward, don't look at anything, listen to my command!" ”

String Song Yayi did as he was told. When he closed his eyes, the face of the fear of heights was much better, and he no longer had to cling to the trunk of the tree like a sloth. He expertly placed the arrow on the bowstring, listening to my instructions, constantly shifting from side to side to adjust his movements.

“…… A little to the left, the Ranger ...... "Through the gaps in the branches, I watched the Elven Ranger move, and gradually adjusted the bow and arrow in his hand in the direction I wanted. The evening sun occasionally peeked through the leaves, stabbing my eyes a little.

“…… It's too much, a little more to the right, a little bit. Okay, listen to my command, I shout 'release', and you release the arrow immediately, as soon as possible. When I shout 'stop', you stop firing the arrows and keep doing that, you know? I commanded loudly.

"I ...... I see......" Standing at the top of the tree, String Ge Yayi turned his ears sideways, as if a blind person was making out the direction of the sound.

Seeing that he was ready, I said to Niu Million, "It seems that I have to take a risk." Give me a few more potions, you ...... Just wait here. ”

Niu Million should have understood my intentions. When he heard my arrangement, he blushed unexpectedly, and objected loudly as if he had been humiliated:

"No, I have to go with you!"

"What did you say?" I really thought I had misheard, that this odd and cowardly minotaur was actually planning to go on an adventure with me? According to his consistent performance in battle, I have always thought that if it weren't for our repeated insistence, he would probably kill hens at the foot of the city walls for the rest of his life, maybe he really has a chance to become the first legendary person to reach level ninety-nine by killing hens - level ninety-nine is the maximum that ordinary creatures in this world can reach, and only a very small number of powerful creatures standing at the peak of their strength can break through this limit, and their names have all become legends of the powerhouses on the continent of Falvi without exception.

"You'd better stay here." I say.

"Why!" He argued unconvinced.

"It's just a hypothesis, and it doesn't necessarily really work. In case these wild dogs are lured and can't be shaken off, I still have a chance to escape alone, if you add ......" I squinted my eyes and looked him up and down, not hiding my doubts about his fighting ability at all.

"Hey, you're too contemptuous of people, and I'm not that bad." Hearing my explanation, Niu Wanwan's cheeks turned red, and his voice immediately lowered a lot, but he still argued stiffly.

"......" answered him with a questioning gaze.

"I still have a little contribution, for example, just now, a lot of weird things were caused by me......"

"......" I used my eyes to remind him of something he had overlooked.

He shook his head, pouted and reluctantly added, "...... It's just a little bit more, and Xian Ge Yayi didn't die at that time, isn't there fifteen drops of blood left......"

"And I can also top the monster and attract an attacking ......"

"......," I motioned with my gaze for him to complete the story.

“…… I know I didn't resist, but I can't blame it all, who made my armor defense so low, and my pain level was so high...... Didn't you resist it all in the end......"

"And my damage is not low, I can knock out a quarter of a wild dog's blood at a time...... It's just that the hit rate is a little lower, and you can always hit one or two times out of ten......"

"......" I had nothing to say but to look at him with great sympathy.

"Alright...... his pitiful pride finally crumbled under my gaze, "...... I'll admit that I'm playing stinky, timid, poorly handled, low hits, and small damage, and I'm basically messing around with you......"

I don't know who first came up with it, but all of the Skywaders refer to the soul power they have gained as "experience", but this is a very figurative term, and I have become familiar with these simple and strange names while fighting with the two of them.

"But......" he continued, somewhat aggrieved, "...... Now that we're on a team, I hope I can help you out. It feels terrible to be a parasite! Watching you work hard, I stand by and share the experience, do you think I can be so at ease? Who do you think of me? ”

"Now you're going to lure the blame, I'm one level higher than you anyway, and there's 'War Trampling' to save your life, maybe I can help you. It's a big deal if something really goes wrong, I'll attract firepower alone and save your life, so I can count me as a contributor to everyone......"

Although he always smiled when he spoke, and he didn't seem to be very serious, his words did move me a little. When you're going to take an adventure and try something dangerous, if someone tells you that he's willing to risk his life to help you and support you, I think everybody feels that way.

Even if he doesn't do you any good.

Even if he's just an unrelated stranger......

Suddenly I felt a warmth in my heart, a strange and warm feeling surrounding me, as if a light had shone into my heart, shining a shadow called "loneliness" in my heart without a trace—a feeling I had never felt in my time as a gatekeeper.

"What are you doing? I didn't send a signal for so long, and I was almost asleep...... Hey, haven't you slipped away! At the top of the tree, the string song with his eyes closed and his bow screamed anxiously.

Niu Wan and I looked at each other and smiled.

"Don't worry, we'll be here right away!" Niu Million yelled at him, and then turned his face to me rather heroically: "Let's go, let's go save that coward who is afraid of heights!" ”

"When you say someone else is a coward, don't make your legs tremble so obviously......" I said as I walked.

"I'm not scared, it's just a dozen wild dogs......"

"Oh?"

"I'm just relaxing my muscles and getting ready to run......"

“……”

As we spoke, we slowly approached the pack of wild dogs that were besieging the strings. They can see us, but they don't show much interest in us. Based on past experience, we know that this is nothing more than a temporary calm. If we get close enough to make them feel threatened, they will hunt us down with all their might.

Sure enough, when we were still about ten paces away from them, one of the wild dogs closest to us pricked up his ears and barked. Its voice startled the rest of its kind. In an instant, all the wild dogs left the hollow and chased after us at full speed.

Niu Wan and I were prepared, and as soon as we saw them moving, we immediately turned around and ran. When I had run about twenty paces away, I turned around and measured the distance and angle, and saw that the wild dogs were already in the range of the string and Yayi, and immediately shouted, "Release!" ”

A sharp arrow fell from the sky, like a lightning bolt in the air, and hit a wild dog with unmistakable accuracy, making it scream in pain. The arrow came with precision and ruthlessness, costing it almost half of its life.

The string song in the tree probably didn't know that his first blow was on target. As soon as an arrow was fired, he bent his bow and arrows, pouring more arrows downward. Some of these arrows brushed past the wild dogs, leaving some skin wounds; Some didn't hit at all, and stuck straight into the dirt; But there were also two teams that hit the target, achieving a result that was not inferior to the first arrow, seriously injuring two wild dogs.

According to my observations, when these beasts are chasing their prey, when attacked, they immediately abandon the prey and go to take revenge on the enemy who killed them. If they are attacked by multiple parties at the same time, the enemy who inflicts the most damage will be the first to be attacked.

As it turned out, my conjecture was correct. As soon as they were attacked by a rain of arrows, the wild dogs immediately turned around and ran back to the bottom of the tree where the string song Yayi was, and shouted angrily at the tree, eager to tear the insidious assailant to shreds at once. As for us two "idlers", they don't even have the interest to take a second look.

Things went unexpectedly well, which made me and Niu Million overjoyed.

Completely lost his eyesight, and he was able to temporarily restrain his fear of heights. Under my command, he transformed from a free and nimble ranger into a directional arrow tower with a powerful attack.

For anyone else, this would not be worth the cost—with enough patience, even the most ordinary ranger could stand on a branch and shoot the wild dogs under the trees one by one, but this tactic worked wonders for – or only – our elven companions. For this ranger, who used his eyeballs as an ornament, the wild dogs under the trees were too scattered, and it was more reliable to count on his archery skills to kill them than to starve him to death. And our role is to attract these wild dogs, gather them together, and lure them into the range of the strings. Everyone else aimed at the target and released the arrow, but this time we dragged a huge target to find the ranger's crosshairs, which greatly improved the hit rate of this crappy ranger.

Because there is no need to aim, the string can concentrate on the simplest archery movements: fetching the arrow, pulling the bow, and shooting. Because the dingos have a limited amount of time to pass through his shooting range at a time, only by throwing as many arrows as possible in the shortest possible time can they have a chance to inflict greater damage.

At first, our elven companions were clearly not used to this kind of high-frequency shooting. Undoubtedly, his archery accuracy is much worse, but his movements are very standard. But for some reason, whenever I see him shooting arrows continuously, I always feel that his body and arms are not coordinated and look a little stiff. Despite his efforts to increase his hand speed, he could only shoot seven or eight arrows at a time.

Gradually, however, there were some subtle changes in his movements. I can't describe exactly how he is moving now and what he was doing now, but I am pretty sure that there must have been some kind of change in him. Each time, his movements were softer and smoother than the last, and the muscles in his arms were like cheerful mountain springs, flowing with strength with vigor and no stagnation. His movements gave me an inexplicable feeling, like ...... It's like ......

It's like a breeze blowing.

Yes, the wind, that's a very wonderful thing. When it brushes your cheeks, making you feel cool and comfortable, you don't feel it fast. But when you really want to reach out and touch it and cover it, you find that it has quietly disappeared from you at some point. No matter how fast you capture, you're destined to shoot into the air, because this seemingly soft breeze is always a little faster than you have.

That's exactly what the strings do. He's not very fast, it's even like a dance that slows down the movements, allowing you to see every detail. But there was no doubt that he was getting faster and faster. The bowstring clasped between his fingers made a rapid and pleasant sound, as if it was stirring the evening breeze in the woods.

After a long time, when I thought back to this situation, I realized what was different in the movements of the strings. In fact, when each of us does anything, we will have deviations and make many superfluous actions. These movements are so subtle that we tend to ignore their existence. But in fact, these superfluous movements can make us unconsciously slower than we think.

It was in his constant shooting that he noticed this, and in order to pursue higher speeds, he instinctively eliminated these superfluous movements, making his movements cleaner, more direct, and more effective. That's why his movements don't seem to be very fast, but in fact they have improved considerably.

On one occasion when he fired fifteen arrows in a row, we suddenly heard him shout "ahhh An unusual light green aura rose from beneath his feet and flickered away - I remember the last time I saw this aura was when Niu Million first cast a "powerful whirlwind".

"It's so lucky for a guy like you to have comprehended a new skill!" Niu Million stood far away and said enviously, "Take a look, what kind of skill is it?" ”

"Burst fire, fifteen arrows in a short time* in a row, consume fifty points of Dou Qi, and require a five-minute cooldown!" String Song Yayi replied loudly. When he learned the new skill, he was so happy that he forgot where he was, and was busy opening his eyes to inquire. And now, he put on the posture of an old bear hugging a tree, and his little face was red and white, and I am afraid that even he himself did not know whether to be happy or afraid.

Having mastered the skill of continuous shooting, String Ge Yayi became more and more courageous, and in the following booby-traps, he shot more than half of the wild dogs in succession. Thanks to him, I also rose to the fifth level. However, as the number of wild dogs decreased, his chances of hitting the target became less and less, from about one-third of each time, to one-fourth and one-fifth, until it was difficult to even hit an arrow, and the area he aimed at had been densely inserted with sharp arrows, like a field of wild grass.

No Ranger can withstand such attrition. When the leader of the wild dogs, the rabid dog, Capland, had less than a third of his life left, and three other wild dogs that were wounded, the arrows of the string were finally gone.

"What do we do now?" Niu Million asked me. In fact, his excited gaze had already revealed the answer in his heart.

"What else do you need to say?" I smiled at him, sword in hand. Then, we all looked at the few remaining wounded dogs and shouted in unison:

"Hack this group of bitches to death!"