In the opinion of my fellows. The third duel was undoubtedly a landslide victory without any suspense. The difference in strength between the two sides is so great. Even after their victory, they didn't have much cheering and cheering.

From the beginning. The Yangtze River Delta has completely grasped the initiative on the field. As soon as the bell rang for the beginning. This fat man with obscene actions disappeared into thin air with a wicked smile on his face. In the huge ring, all of a sudden, only the fallen knight of the blood clan remained, and I loved to bask in the sun, a lonely figure alone. He clenched his greatsword in both hands. Tilt your chest. Vigilant and helpless looking around. Try to find the clues of your opponent from the changes in light and shadow around you.

Although our half-orc Fat Shadow Thief friend has made the most of his lazy and sluggish instincts as a fat man in many aspects of his life. But luckily, he had apparently spent the last of his rare diligence buried deep in his thick layers of fat on training his stealth skills. Contrary to the intuitive impression given by his figure. His stealth skills are quite subtle. So much so that even as companions, we. If it weren't for the two lines of emerald green text above his head that stated his name and guild to which he belonged. I'm afraid it's hard to spot his shadowy sneaky figure. Not to mention the Fallen Knight of the Blood Clan in the ring, who was two levels below him.

These were perhaps the most tormenting seconds of my sun-loving life for the young Fallen Knight of the Bloodline: he stood alone in the vast open ring. Listen to the footsteps of the enemy, approaching in a very slight and extremely cold way. But I couldn't see even a ghost shadow. Not to mention being the first to attack. I can only stand there and let others slaughter me. The only thing he could do at the moment. Maybe it's just guessing which part of your body your opponent's first stab will be; And the worst part of this problem is this: whether he guessed right or not. None of this is good news for him.

Soon. I love to bask in the sun, and all of a sudden, the air behind me suddenly became thicker. Then a fat black shadow condensed out of thin air. Taking advantage of the moment when the fallen knight of the blood clan was dazed. The Yangtze River Delta plunged a sharp butcher knife into his waist from behind. Time. Blood-glittering. The young blood, fed with blood, seemed to have paid for all the sins of his life with the plasma surging in his body at this moment.

The Blood Warrior, battered from the start, showed his last bravery in the despair of his famous defeat. It's different from the previous battle with String Song Yayi. He was squandering his magic unscrupulously. While violently slashing the two-handed greatsword in his hand. At the same time, he threw those shadow spells that were not significant but treacherous and fast towards the head of the Yangtze River Delta without stopping. The blue gauge above his head, which represented his magical power, vanished into thin air at an alarming speed. Along with it. It is the vitality of the Yangtze River Delta that is also being reduced at an embarrassing rate.

Whether it's an assassin, a swordsman, or a shadow thief. The most threatening thing about the adventurer in battle is the insidious, vicious, and terrifying force that erupts in the first moment of the fight. The destructive power of the Assassins, in particular, was the most terrifying. Swordsman is second. The Shadow Thief, who uses various traps as a secondary attack, is the worst one---- even the worst. The immense power displayed by an ordinary shadow thief in the moment after the first strike was enough to make a well-armed high-level warrior envious. Perhaps the Berserker will be able to match it by using the most powerful attack skill when he enters a berserk state.

However. After the first few seconds passed, the battle entered a stalemate of slashing and slashing each other with brutal brute force in exchange for blood. Their innate deficiencies in weak vitality and thin armor began to slowly be revealed---- in front of the warrior profession who wore thick armor and went into battle. This deficiency is particularly evident.

After a huge head start at the beginning. The Yangtze River Delta soon found itself in a very embarrassing predicament. In front of the opponent's sturdy heavy armor. The hammer and dagger in his hand were a little weak in terms of attack power---- of course. This is also directly related to the quality of his equipment: until now, he has been using the "Corpse Dagger" made for him by the 30-level Long Bow Shooting Sun as his main attack weapon. Although the dagger's lethality is the best in its own right. But in the hands of a fifty-level fat man, it still looks a little too shabby; As for that warhammer. It was simply the longbow that destroyed the sun, and he took advantage of the blade to find a temporary replacement for the emergency. Not to mention how much of a role it can make in battle.

Compared to the weak attack in the Yangtze River Delta. The Fallen Knight's Shadow Fang greatsword showed its value on the moldy set of "sturdy thunder beast skin armor" on the orc shadow thief: every swing of it. will pull the blood out of the body of the Yangtze River Delta. And the auxiliary magic with various lethal effects added to the power of the murder weapon even further. Add to that the dense and frequent attack spells...... Rely on excellent equipment and high mana consumption. I love the sun, and in a short period of time, the damage effect is even beyond that of opponents who are higher than my own level. He had taken a certain advantage in the battle scene---- if it weren't for the fact that his two-handed greatsword was too bulky and caused the attack frequency to be too low. His strengths are likely to be even more pronounced.

If our orc shadow thief friend could calm down a little at this point. The Fallen Knight of the Blood Clan, who can see it completely, is now only the end of a strong crossbow. It is simply impossible to last---- you know. The little vitality he had left was simply not going to last much in this kind of blood-for-blood and life-for-life hand-to-hand combat. And according to the way he attacks now. It's more likely that his mana will be depleted long before his life force bottoms out. If the Yangtze River Delta can wait another five seconds---- even three seconds. The situation in the ring will be fundamentally reversed. He's going to win this easily.

And yet at this very moment. Perhaps the reckless and impulsive nature that lurks in the blood of the orc race is beginning to boil because of the massive bleeding in battle. Perhaps it was the fighting habits he had developed for a long time that overwhelmed the rationality in his head. Whatever the reason. The Yangtze River Delta did a stupid thing:

He raised his hand and spilled a bright silver powder. The powder sparkled violently in the air. It emitted a blinding light. After the light. Once again, the whereabouts of the orc shadow thief were lost in the ring---- and he once again entered the invisible state of "hiding".

As we know. Assassins and Shadow Thieves do not have unlimited access to the technique of "stealth". Within a certain period of time. They can only be used twice in a row. The second of these "stealths" requires the help of a flash potion called "Vanishing Powder". After this. They need at least five minutes to wait for this ability to cool down. before it can be reused.

For these dark killers who hide in the shadows. Able to hide his tracks twice. This means that you can have two chances to launch an assassination. And in terms of their instantaneous killing ability. These two chances often mean defeat for the opponent.

And now. The Yangtze River Delta was stupid enough to waste his most important, precious, and last chance to hide in five minutes in such a winnable battle--- I don't know what made him make such a stupid decision at this time. But whatever that is. At least we can be sure that it has nothing to do with reason.

Once again, the Fallen Knight of the Bloodclan has lost the whereabouts of his opponent. But this time, I believe he was snickering in his heart---- the wrong decision of the Yangtze River Delta simply helped him a lot. Let him exceed his task.

Although there is no trace of the opponent. I love the sun, and I'm not idle in the ring. He added two layers of defensive spells to his left and a "Shadow Wall" on his right. I've saved up the last few drops of mana. Inflicted a first-level magic "Armor Piercing" on himself that only increased attack damage by less than ten points. I'm really using up my mana to a trickle. Not even a bit of magic scum was wasted.

What happened after that was simple: the Yangtze River Delta once again launched an assassination from behind my sun-loving background. A "stunky stick" sent the opponent into a brief stun. A "throat cut" caused 370 points of damage. This was followed by a "murder" that pushed my love of sunshine to an endangered state. Last minute. The last two defensive spells cast by the Fallen Knight of the Bloodline played a crucial role. He allowed him to save the remaining life in the single digits after the heavy damage. Give him a chance to fight back one last time. A bright red "-250" lettering poured out from the top of the Yangtze River Delta. For a moment, the words on his head were covered. Replacing his name---- this was simply a huge irony of the god of war who was watching the battle for his stupid victory---- and then the Yangtze River Delta quickly cut down his fourth sword. And so the battle ended.

The Yangtze River Delta remained in the ring with more than three-quarters of his remaining vitality and less than one-third of his fighting spirit. On the face of it. His superiority seems obvious. But. He allowed his opponent, who was two levels below him and had only about a third of his life force left, to successfully use up the last bit of mana. Successfully converted more than half of the mana accumulated in the previous game into damage to him. It also made him stupidly waste the last valuable "stealth" skill. It was a humbling victory to completely deprive him of the opportunity to strike first against his next opponent--- which he was able to face next. Except for the final result. I really can't see where the Yangtze River Delta is beating my opponent.

The Half-Orc Shadow Thief's fatal mistake in tactical choices led directly to his defeat in the next duel.

Replacing the Fallen Knight of the Bloodline is an undead lich. His name is very befitting of his race and profession---- evil spirit. Same with Fallen Knight. Necromancers are also an adventurous class unique to post-apocalyptic empires. Its greatest uniqueness is that it can only be filled by the corrupt who have awakened from death. They ---- or should we say "they" are ---- committed to excavation. It is the dark and desperate force of death that belongs to the lord of the eternal underworld, Temphrimilis. Therefore. According to the prevailing mainstream view on the Falvi continent. The Undead Lich is one of the most evil and terrifying branches of all legal classes. Compare to them. Those demon sorcerers who use their souls to make contracts with otherworldly demons are like a newborn white rabbit, pure and kind.

But. If only we could abandon hostile positions. Take a more fair and objective view of what these necromancers are doing. It's not that I can't understand what they think:

We all know that. In the world we live in. There is often a strange creature called the "philosopher". Sometimes. They may have a hot head. "Bang" throws out some profound questions of masochism and abuse. Trying to drive everyone crazy, including himself. Some of the most representative questions include: "Why do we live", "What do we live for", "What does it mean to be alive", "Are we really alive or just experiencing our own existence in an illusory dream...... And so on and so forth.

In fact, the same is true of necromancers. It's just that they think from a different perspective than we do. I think they're all wise of the corrupt. Through the study of the power of death. Discuss questions such as "why do we die", "what do we die for", "what does death itself mean", "are we actually dead or are we experiencing non-existent death in a false dream...... And so on and so forth. Sometimes I'm curious to know how an undead lich views philosophical questions like the nature of life. Perhaps it is the same thing that we find the power of death to be an extremely evil and horrible thing. They will also find it disgusting to be "alive......

So I think. The so-called "necromancy is evil" statement. It's just a disagreement among some living experts and scholars about the field of magical research of the Corrupted. Just because we live in this war year. It is this purely academic issue that has taken on a strong political color.

Although in the essence of the mind. The undead lich are all thoughtful philosophers. But the biggest difference with their living counterparts is that most of the time. These scholars who specialize in the true meaning of death are powerful enough to force others to accept their thoughts. I guess the philosophers who survived the world who were lucky enough not to be locked up as madmen would have been more or less envious of this advantage of their deceased peers. Although they will never declare this envy in their mouths---- you know. Suppose a high-spirited madman yells at you with all his might. While waving vigorously in his hand, a magic scroll such as "Soul Burning Ghost Fire" can turn you into nothing at any time. You will surely feel that the fallacy that "the sun is the center of all things in the universe" is actually very reasonable.

And the truth is. Four hundred years ago, that stupid guy named Bruno was just a first-class magic apprentice. His measly level of magic can't even burn a chicken. So--- unfortunate but natural---- he ended up being burned to death by someone else. And the absurd argument of "heliocentrism" has never been mentioned again.

I sometimes hear my friends who are airwaders say this proverb ---- is justified and not loud---- I think it's too wise. Truly. A lot of the time. It is true that truth does not depend on who has the higher voice on both sides of the argument---- it often also depends on whose fist is bigger......

Same as all other legal professions. The class nature of the Undead Lich dictates that they can only wear thin cloth soft armor. Fragile defenses are a deadly hole they can't hide in battle. Once approached by a melee professional. If you can't get rid of it in the first place. They will become a meat target to be ravaged by. Suffer under the furious attacks of your opponents.

Originally, for them. Assassins and shadow thieves like the Yangtze River Delta, who are skilled in stealth skills, are a shadow they can never shake off. Every time. The murderous killers who can disappear into thin air will suddenly appear next to them like a nightmare. Piercing them with deadly blades when they are unguarded. In a shuddering moment, their lives were ruthlessly snatched away.

But now. Our half-orc shadow thief friend seems to be in pretty bad shape. In the last fight, he wasted two chances to hide in a row. Today's Yangtze River Delta can only fight with a rough skin and thick meat. The battle has just begun. Immediately he ran out from where he was standing. He's so fast. Even his own shadow can't catch up. All we saw was a fat green man with a blue face and fangs, dragging a faint series of vague shadows behind him. Rush forward at a speed that defies all common sense in the world. In my opinion. There's probably nothing in the world left to stop this pile of fat from speeding in a critical state---- at least that's what I think for the moment.

However, the undead lich known as the "Evil Spirit" is clearly well aware of his Achilles' heel in melee combat. And have long been wary of such situations. He may not be able to prevent the shadow thief from sneaking up behind when he gets closer. But there are many ways to restrain this stupid frontal assault.

With a wave of the bone staff in the hand of the evil spirit. In front of the Yangtze River Delta, a rotten mire with a foul smell suddenly appeared. The surface of the mire is dark green. From time to time, a few cloudy blisters explode. Exposed a layer of yellowish-white broken bones covered under the surface of the mire.

Stepping on this suddenly appeared bone mire. The bones that seemed to be submerged in the mire waiting to be corroded immediately revealed the great threat they hidden. The sharp bone stubble stabbed the sole of the foot of the Yangtze River Delta. Inflicts about fifteen points of damage per second on him. Originally. A slight injury of this magnitude was nothing to worry about for a flesh-and-blood orc shadow thief. But the bad thing is that these small injuries have caused irreparable negative effects on the Yangtze River Delta:

His speed slowed down immediately. No need to be reminded. The Yangtze River Delta has found itself in a very bad situation at this time. He dragged his fat flesh and struggled through the mud. I want to get out of this magical quagmire that is only five steps square as soon as possible. In fact, it's not that difficult. He was soon close to success. Just a few steps. He stood on the edge of the mire. Give him another third of a second. He was able to get out of this annoying quagmire.

However, his opponent didn't intend to let him get away so easily. During this period of time when the Yangtze River Delta was struggling in the quagmire. The evil spirit has completed the spell of the next magic. He whispered in the emptiness, hoarseness of a voice characteristic of the undead lich. Then raise your hands flat from your chest. With his hands raised. A white bone cage made of several thick white bones spliced together on all sides rises from the surface. Trap the Yangtze River Delta in it.

Obviously. This magical creation that appeared out of thin air was never made for our orc friends. The cramped cage with four walls of white bone was by no means a spacious space even for an ordinary person of normal stature. Not to mention that there is such a rare fat man in the world locked up now. It is difficult for me to say that the Yangtze River Delta is now locked up in a cage. Judging by the lumps of fat that were squeezed out of the gaps in the four giant bone fences. I even think he seems to be exposed a little more.

This is simply the most inhumane torture in the world that I know. The cruelest thing about it is that it keeps you in a cage at the same time. And keep the other part of you out of the cage......

Generally speaking. People trapped in the bone cage will choose one of the four bone walls to attack violently. When your attack power exceeds its limit. It will be destroyed. You'll be able to get out of this horror cage as soon as possible. However, one of the most unfortunate things about the Yangtze River Delta is that these four narrow walls bind him so tightly. So much so that it was a hopeless luxury to get him to raise his arm. As far as I observed. In his current posture. The most powerful way to destroy this bone cage is to pick it with your fingernails---- if that's the case. I believe in the calculation of the limit of life that a normal human can achieve. I will never be lucky enough to see him free one day.

Thank goodness. In addition to attack destruction. The magical effects of the Bone Cage are also limited by time......

The trapping of the Yangtze River Delta left plenty of time for his opponents. Look at the orc shadow thief squeezed in a magical prison in a supersaturated state. The undead lich evil spirit calmly summoned two skeleton guards armed with battle axes. Then he didn't forget to stab the opponent trapped in the cage with a "bone arrow".

When the Yangtze River Delta was finally released from the cage. Everything has lost its meaning. In front of the two undead summoners who were left with only skeletons left. The dagger he relied on lacked sufficient lethality. And that inferior warhammer is also difficult to carry the weight of the battle. Therefore, the two skeleton guards were entangled with the orc shadow thief. Gives the undead lich plenty of time to cast spells. Although our friend was very heroic in killing a skeleton guard. and desperately grabbed the opponent's front and slashed him twice. But none of this was enough to hide the shame of his fiasco.

That's it. The Evil Spirit won the fourth duel almost bloodlessly. Unconsciously. Our lead was gradually leveled......