Although we do not lack the courage to give it a go with our opponents, it is not courage, but real stupidity to send you to death in the face of such a monster that can "kill" you in minutes (Yangtze River Delta). Klado and I looked at each other, and at the same time made the only right decision: spread our legs and run away.

Listening to the low roar of the Marquis de Meneval against our backbones behind me, I kindly hoped that my minotaur companion would be able to slip and stumble under his feet at this time.

Despite the language barrier, Clador's big bull's-eyed eyes looked at me with affection, and I felt as if he was holding the same ominous thoughts as I did.

If Black Aurora is still alive, then we are sure enough to get out of the current predicament. His ranged magic attacks can save himself from the terrifying melee attack of the Marquis de Meneval, and as long as we can catch the vampire Marquis' footsteps, it is only a matter of time before we can bombard him with magic.

Annoyingly, the elven mage was unwise enough to kill his own little one and put us in a difficult situation.

Many people can only show his great value after leaving, and people will remember him deeply, and it is based on this that our complex feelings of longing and hating for Black Aurora at this time are based. I don't know if long-term exposure to fire-based magic elements will make people hot-headed, but judging by Black Aurora's poor performance, it's very likely.

While Longbow Shooter also uses some ranged divine spells, compared to his melee combat magic, his ranged attack spells are nothing short of scratching the itch in his boots: it took fifteen seconds to cast a spell, and only thirteen drops of blood were killed, and it was a critical hit. Now I know what Black Aurora's repeated mention of "thirteen points" means - if I had done this shameful thing, I would have died of shame by this time, and he was shameless, and he was still using this clumsy spell to attack again and again.

If he grinds this huge vampire monster to death, I'm afraid the weeds in front of my grave will have grown into towering trees!

"Longbow, stop fighting, keep your magic to add blood to me!" It wasn't until I heard the voice of the Yangtze River Delta that I realized that I had missed one person. Following the sound, I saw a faint light distort slightly in a corner in front of me, faintly forming a transparent shadow in the shape of a fat man. The shadow was moving slowly and slowly in a very obscene manner, stopping in front of us as we fled.

Just when the Marquis of Meneval had just transformed, the usual filthy behavior of the orc wanderer made him smell the danger, and he hid his body one step ahead, successfully evading the pursuit of the Marquis Meneval.

"Fat thief, you're having a convulsion! His attack power is so strong, I won't have time to add blood to you! The proposal of the Yangtze River Delta startled the dwarven priest and raised his voice against it.

"Don't measure my IQ with your solid head, I didn't say I was going to fight him! You just have your healing techniques ready! "Speaking of which, Crado and I have already run on either side of the Yangtze River Delta body. The fat, orc wanderer was now hidden, facing the giant vampire that was rushing in by himself.

Just as the Marquis of Meneval was about to crash into the Yangtze River Delta, the Yangtze River suddenly turned to one side, let the behemoth pass, and then took out the war hammer and jumped up and slammed it on his back.

This dastardly sneak attack succeeded on the blood-boiling Marquis de Meneval, who, like all opponents who had been attacked by more than half of the Orc Wanderers, immediately stopped in a delirious state as the sudden blunt blow plunged into a temporary physical coma.

The hammer only knocked out seven of Marquis Meneval's lives, and even though his life gauge was already very meagre at this time, this small damage did not pose any threat to him.

However, this hammer is only a prelude to this sneak attack in the Yangtze River Delta.

At the moment when the vampire marquis stopped in a coma, the Yangtze River Delta immediately showed his "corpse poison dagger", and the knife fell from his hand, nailing it deep into the back of the vampire monster.

"Brush", a blood arrow worth one hundred and fifty-two points shot from the wound of the Marquis Meneval, and this great pain made him immediately wake up from his coma, and turned his head to settle this despicable sneak attacker.

The Yangtze River Delta hit it successfully, and at this time he immediately hugged his head and ran away, shaking his soft belly while running, and shouted towards the Yangtze River Delta with a sad face: "Hurry up, add blood to me now!" ”

I don't know why the Yangtze River Delta is so anxious to let the longbow shoot the sun to replenish his vitality, because his life gauge has not been cut at this time. Just when I was feeling incomprehensible about his panic, a miserable green "-22" floated strangely above the head of the Marquis de Meneval, and at the same time, another tragic number of "-44" flashed over the head of the Yangtze River Delta.

We immediately understood what was going on.

"Corpse Poison", "Corpse Poison Dagger" comes with a Yin Damage killing skill, which not only deals continuous damage to enemies, but also brings double damage to yourself. When we describe the tragedy of a certain battle, we often use the phrase "wounding 1,000 enemies and injuring 800 ourselves", and the tragedy of "corpse poison" is even worse, which is simply "wounding 12 enemies and committing 25 suicides". When we first saw this skill, which is more like suicide, we laughed at its nonsensical effect, but we didn't expect that so soon we witnessed the power of it in action:

Although it can only deal more than twenty points of damage at a time, as time passes, this continuous poison has brought amazing results. In just ten seconds, Marquis Meneval's health had been truly reduced to the point of exhaustion. Numbers representing his health reduction flashed above his head, and the faint green characters were violently toxic just by looking at them.

And the Yangtze River Delta is only more embarrassed than him at this time: with the help of the hand of the longbow shooting the sun, the healing light sown by the supreme god Darimus is now poured on him one after another like cheap oil lamps; He clutched a handful of life potions of various sizes in each hand, burping in regurgitation and gulping in pain—it looked like he was about to vomit—while he dragged the Marquis de Meneval around the totem pole of life that Clado had inserted, one circle after another, accepting the favor of the fertility cult of the ancestors of the Minotaurs.

Finally, the poison of the corpse dagger reached its maximum effect in the body of the Marquis de Menevar, and after the last "-20" handwriting floated, the huge vampire Marquis stopped struggling, and his sinful life finally came to an end.

“…… How...... How could it be, these lowly maggots...... "He looked straight ahead with a look of disbelief, his eyes frightened and incredulous, as if he had seen the end of his life from this temple of death. However, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and then showed a fanatical and weak smile: "...... But...... It's too late...... No one can stop ...... The advent of His Majesty Darendir ......"

After saying these words, he fell to the ground with a bang, and his huge body gradually shrank until it became the size of an ordinary person. His shrunken corpse looked like a mummy, his skin wrinkled, his body dry and hard, and the hair all over his body turned white, making it almost unrecognizable to him from his original appearance.

Seeing his corpse, I finally sighed: "It's all over, we've finally killed him!" ”

"yes, it's over......" Longbow Shooter nodded.

"Fart! Fart! End of! It's not over yet! You've all forgotten about me! The Yangtze River Delta suddenly shouted fiercely, "Longbow, why did you stop ******, hurry up and add blood to me!" ”

Although the Marquis of Meneval is dead, the effect of "corpse poison" still exists in the body of the orc wanderer. The words "-48" and "-44" still floated from his head from time to time, and his health seemed to be decreasing faster than when the great vampire was alive.

"Well, there's a small problem...... "Longbow Sunshot groaned for a moment, then gestured to the empty blue groove on his head that symbolized his mana, with a look of shame...... My magic is gone......"

"Where's the magic potion?" The Yangtze River Delta is hoarse.

"I just drank the last bottle of ......"

At this time, the life totem inserted by Klado also reached the time limit of use, and "Plop" fell to the ground at once. A blue light mask that had originally shrouded the ground immediately disappeared, and the speed of life reduction in the Yangtze River Delta became faster and faster.

"Oshit!, you shouldn't be playing with me......" Yangtze River Delta looked at the empty bottle left behind by the last life potion he had just drunk in his hand, and wanted to cry without tears.

"You have five seconds left to make your last words, what do you have now, tell us about it!" Longbow Shooting Sun said half-truthfully. He seemed to be trying to feign grief, but the corners of his mouth twitching slightly upwards betrayed him. He seemed to be holding out his breath to hold back his gloating smile, and that expression was wonderful.

"I think ......," the Yangtze River Delta said earnestly:

“…… Can I still ...... Rescue again......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he set up his servants.

(Special mention to one reader here – Pure Black Night.) It was originally a very funny oolong: he didn't know that this was Xiao Xianzi's vest novel, so he indignantly left a message in the comment area accusatory, saying that I plagiarized the name of "Starry Sky Reflection". Originally, it was just a small misunderstanding, but everyone passed it after laughing.

However, what touched me a little was that when he found out that he had misunderstood, he actually came back and left an apology in the comment area.

It's been a long time since I've seen someone apologize so solemnly on the Internet, and it seems that this has become a space where you don't have to be responsible for your words and deeds, and you don't have to apologize for your mistakes - in fact, even in life, how many people can apologize to others honestly and sincerely?

So I feel happy and grateful. As a writer, I feel honored to have such enthusiastic and open readers.

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