Chapter 41: The Lair of the Dark Elves (Part II)
With a "bang", the Red Mountain summoned and released a spell that could increase the strength of the Demon Attack.
Looking at the empty magic effect on my body and Fei Yin's innocent expression as if it didn't matter to me, I immediately felt that I was even lower than the Servant Demon - you should add a frost shield to me anyway!
Instead of following Fei Yin's instructions and attacking the Red Mountain Summons, I habitually stood in front of the Wild Goose Array and Song Yayi, raised my shield, and prepared to defend against the Red Mountain Penetration and the Haktu Demon.
"Whoosh!" A feathered arrow whistled out of my left and headed straight for the hideous face of the Haktu Demon.
It castrated so fast that my eyes couldn't catch the afterimage it left in the air, as if the long, malevolent weapon had lost its sight in the air.
Produced when a sharp blade tears through the air
When my eardrum was still slightly aching, it had pierced deep into the eyes of the Hacktu demon.
"Well done!" I couldn't help but applaud this wonderful arrow, subconsciously looked at my left rear, and then ......
"Uh......" I couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Beside me, the elven archer with eyes on his head, String Goyayi, was standing, his left hand holding the back of the bow, his right hand caressing the bowstring, his hands naturally hanging down in front of him.
The incomparably accurate arrow just now was obviously shot from his hand. I know it's a bit hurtful to say that, but I have to admit that it's hard to see String Goya shoot at the target from three paces away, even though I know it
The "glasses" have greatly improved his eyesight—before that, his bow was more effective than the sword in my hand.
Even String Ge Yayi himself was equally stunned by the unexpected accuracy of the shot—in fact, he looked even more surprised than I was.
His hands hung limply in front of him, his chin at the risk of dislocating to the limit, and if it weren't for the two heavy lenses in front of him, he would have glared out of both of his sockets - and even now, it was surprising that his glasses hadn't been shattered by the round eyeballs.
"See, see!" Suddenly, he pointed his fingers at the angel who had been hit by the arrow, and cried out in a gaffe,
"I shot! I actually shot! That's what I did! That's really what I did! Aha...... Oops...... "Just shoot for your own long-range."
When the "virgin hit" was very unproductive and cheering, the sniper of the red mountain on the arrow tower was another arrow, and he immediately squatted on the ground with his head in his hand, not only because of the pain of the arrow, but also because of his accidental hit, and hummed proudly, pouting his mouth out of a very strange way
"Sucking" sound.
"Huh? What's wrong with him? Yan Zhen looked at Xian Ge Yayi, who was extremely out of shape, and asked curiously.
"Oh, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about him......" Fei Yin summoned and shot an ice spear towards the Red Mountain without stopping in her hand, and answered the question of the wild goose formation in a curtive manner,
“…… He's just a ritual to celebrate his fate. ”
"Won't it?" Fei Yin's answer made the wild goose array even more curious,
"Does he have to celebrate like that every time he hits?"
"I don't know if it's going to be like this every time in the future, I just know that this is the first time he's hit at the normal shooting distance of a bow and arrow." Fei Yin didn't stop in her hand, and threw another ice arrow out.
This is a completely asymmetrical magic battle, even without the help of others, Fei Yin has the complete upper hand in this magic confrontation summoned by the Red Mountain - after all, the equipment on her body that increases the magic attack power is not held for nothing, not to mention that her level is three levels higher than her opponent.
I think it's more practical for the eldest elf geese to pay attention to the battle in front of me at this time, rather than being curious about the hit rate of the string song Yayi.
But then again, I don't really have much hope that she'll be able to help in this fight - can you expect a woman who even a bear python is so cute that she can't bear to hurt her hands that she can do anything in a fight?
What's more, the opponents we fought against were all handsome and handsome dark elf men - past experience has taught us that these simple and lovely beautiful girls always lack the most basic resistance to handsome strange men, even when they are in a hostile position......
"Boom!" A deafening bang blasted my thoughts—along with my slight preconceptions of the Elven Ranger—mercilessly shattered.
Compared to the Musket, the Musket has a shorter, slower range and is more powerful, and the scattered ammunition can envelop an entire space and kill multiple enemies within the range at the same time.
The Red Mountain Penetrating and the Haktu Demon, who rushed up side by side, were completely defenseless, and their faces were sprayed with purple and red by this large piece of iron sand, and they all fell to the ground in unison.
The long-standing charge attack of the Red Mountain was delayed by this delay, and the previous efforts were immediately lost, so he could only stand up again and approach slowly.
Judging by his sluggish and clumsy pace, the so-called in his name
"Through" Yunyun has completely lost its name. In the smoke of gunpowder, which smelled of heavy sulfur, I saw the wild goose holding the huge musket in his hands steadily, the butt of the spear against his jaw, his left eye closed, and his right eye looking straight ahead, his eyes as sharp as a sharp knife.
The black light floated wildly behind her in the wind, adding a bit of evil aura to her handsome figure.
Well...... Well, I admit that some of my opinions about the Wild Goose Formation are completely wrong, unfounded biases, and retract all that has been said about questioning her ineffectiveness.
And I can see a little bit of a clue: her overflowing compassion and distorted aesthetic seem to work only on all kinds of animals, and her bravery in the face of intelligent races and humanoids will definitely put most warlike men to shame.
"That...... The great contrast shown by the elf girl also shocked her male compatriots, and Xian Ge Yayi wiped her cold sweat and looked at the still smoking barrel of the gun and asked tremblingly, as if she was worried that she would be unhappy and raised her hand to give herself a shot,......
“…… You...... What do you do? ”
"Hu ......" The geese blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, skillfully filled the barrel with ammunition, gently compacted it, and then aimed at the red mountain penetration and the huge envoy demon that was approaching again.
"I'm a veterinarian......" she smiled, but pulled the trigger in her hand without care.
After a loud bang, two of our unlucky opponents were once again knocked over by this powerful firearm, and their lives were in danger.
"Oh......" Xian Ge Yayi's face showed a clear expression, but I was even more confused: veterinarian?
I've never heard of this strange profession of life.
"Your musket is pretty good, it's very powerful." Recovering from the joy of the first hit, String Song Yayi took out his bow and arrows again, and began to shoot with the muskets of the wild goose array.
The use of "glasses" did bring about a radical change in his marksmanship, and the cluster of feathered arrows stuck upside down on the Haktu demon proved that the elven archer's first hit was not a random incident.
"It's a reward ......for a hidden mission," the geese explained as she frowned slightly, expressing her displeasure with her extraordinary weapon.
“…… It's too big and doesn't look good to hold. Her words piqued my curiosity, and I couldn't help but take a closer look at this powerful and rare firearm: "The musket 'Serra Jiong' is said to be the weapon of a famous horse-headed ranger, and it is very powerful. Attack +25, Hit +9, Health +50, Scatter Attack, 60% chance to knock down the effect......" ("Solo Travel" is on the shelves this month, friends who have a monthly pass should keep the ticket, I'll worship ............)