Salian is indeed reckless, but he is not stupid, his recklessness is purposeful.

The trolls outside Amani's tomb are heavily guarded, and according to the seasoned Winlessa, there is also a spell warning at the entrance of the cave that will be triggered if you get close.

Valera is the only rogue in the four-person squad with the ability to dismantle traps.

But after all, she is still young and inexperienced, and she has little grasp of dismantling spell traps.

Instead of lurking at the door of the tomb and triggering the alarm, it is better to take the initiative to jump out and startle the snake, and the trio hiding in the shadows can see the direction of the target's escape and take targeted action.

With the veteran ranger Wen Lesa here, even if the other party was a mage, Wen Lesa could interrupt him in time before he finished reciting the smelly and long teleportation spell.

Sure enough, Sarjan's battle cry was like a depth charge thrown into the sea, and the trolls and High Elf moles hiding inside the tomb were blown out at the same time.

When two obviously unusual trolls rushed out of the main entrance of the tomb to check on the situation, the mysterious man in a hooded black robe fled in a panic into the mountain forest halfway up the mountain.

"I'll chase you, you pestering those two troll leaders."

"Lyras, be careful, don't fight him."

After saying this, Wen Leisa's white and toned long legs suddenly exerted force.

Lyras and Valilla could only catch a shadow flashing, and Wen Lesa had already rushed forward more than ten meters as if she had teleported.

Valera frowned as she looked at the black-robed man who was fleeing in a hurry, the other party's behavior was a little different from what she had imagined.

Such an embarrassed fleeing posture does not quite look like the far-sighted traitor himself...... Bad premonition. ’

Valera is only the guide of this special investigation team, and Wenlesa is the real main force in the team.

Her feet in brown leather boots seemed to be lightly touched on the ground a few times, and Wen Lesa quickly jumped not far behind the black-robed man.

The trolls, who were suspected to be the leaders, were also apparently aware of their conspiracy with the High Elf traitors.

One of them removed the axe from his waist, his dark blue skin suddenly turned red, and he raised the axe high above his head and began to charge up.

"That's a berserk headhunter, Lyras!"

"Leave it to me!"

"Whoosh!"

By the time Valera spoke, Lyras had already drawn her bowstring and shot the arrow in her hand without taking too much aim.

Just as he was about to throw an axe to disrupt Winlessa's pursuit, the troll with the big cat's head next to the Berserk Headhunter suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back a step.

Lyras's arrows flew right past the berserk headhunter's chest, sending a trail of blood into his skin.

This skin injury is nothing to a troll with an amazing ability to heal itself.

But after a moment's delay, the unhindered Winlesa had already caught the target and violently pushed him to the ground from behind.

Valera took a deep breath and whispered to Lyras, "Try to keep a distance and contain it remotely, and I will see the right time to help you out." ”

Valeera's silhouette gradually darkened, and the faint power of the shadows completely obscured her body.

Due to his special upbringing, Lyras has a cautious personality and will not make reckless moves like Saljan who fights for his life with injuries.

Seeing both troll leaders look at him with fierce eyes, Lyras's heart began to beat faster under the tension.

The troll with the big furry cat head glanced at Lyras with contempt, then suddenly turned and landed on all fours, speeding up in a way that violated the habits of intelligent creatures.

His target was Wen Leisa, who had already captured the black-robed man.

The corners of the berserk headhunter's mouth that remained curled fiercely.

Instead of trying to close the distance, he leaned back in a throwing motion.

"Whew!"

With the violent sound of breaking wind, the furious headhunter threw his axe with great force.

At the moment of crisis, Lyras quickly pulled his bow and fired three arrows in quick succession before barely missing the flying path of the axe.

Berserk Headhunters usually only have four small throwing axes on their body, and this special class of trolls is not just a ranged shooter, even when they are close to each other, they have the ability to fight as a warrior.

After throwing the second axe, the Raging Headhunter kicked the ground with both feet, and sped closer to Lyras after the axe.

This time, Lyras didn't take it hard, but moved his feet to hide behind a large tree.

"Boom!"

The sharp throwing axe goes into the wood for three points.

Just as Lyras was about to poke his head out from behind the tree and turn to attack, he was surprised to find that the berserk headhunter was less than ten meters away from him.

"So fast! But ......"

The furious headhunter in the Mercedes Benz depresses his body as much as possible to reduce the wind resistance.

When he came to a distance where the fluff on Lyras's face could be clearly seen, the Raging Headhunter's heart suddenly felt a thrill.

But it wasn't easy to stop from a high-speed sprint, and he ended up stepping into a trap that Lyras had set out in advance.

"Bang!"

The activated Freeze Trap immediately released a condensed chill, freezing the legs of the Raging Headhunter into ice sculptures, and the ice layer continued to spread upwards.

The rangers are forest warfare experts who are proficient in archery and traps, and it has become their instinct to set traps near their landing grounds.

However, Lyras is still young after all, and although he has received an elite education since he was a child, the improvement of his strength cannot be achieved overnight, and it takes a long time to accumulate.

If Wenlesa had set up this freezing trap, it would have completely frozen the enemy in less than a second.

The troll who turned on the berserk state had greatly improved his physical qualities, and he relied on brute force to break free from the shackles of the freezing trap.

Holding the remaining two axes in his hand at the same time, the Raging Headhunter continued to approach without stopping, and was ready to throw at close range.

Just as the Raging Headhunter finished charging, a chill suddenly came from behind him.

Vali, who was sneaking around and waiting for her moment, pulled out her hand.

The dagger smeared with paralyzing poison tore through the armor and skin of the berserk headhunter's back, leaving a deep trail of blood around his waist.

"Little cubs, do you want to win me?"

His whole body was dyed red by the surging blood, and the troll in his furious state was fearless, lifted two short throwing axes, and turned around in place and danced in a large whirlwind.

As she prepares to take advantage of the victory, Valilla has to take a break from the edge and withdraw from the enemy's plausible whirlwind slash range.

The paralyzing poison was slowly taking effect, and even with the blessing of the rage, which delayed the time for the poison to take effect, the berserk headhunter could still feel his body slowly paralyzing.

Berserk is essentially a drain on life force, in exchange for a massive increase in physical power in a short period of time, and even trolls with strong vitality cannot use it indefinitely.

The Berserk Headhunter is well aware of the current situation, and he must take down these two High Elf rookies full of youthful aura before the state is lifted and the poison is fully exploded, otherwise...... Needless to say, the consequences are not too much.

……

On the other side, Wen Lesa casually smashed the black-robed man with an elbow and immediately turned around, waiting for the enemy to attack.

"Whew!"

A beast-like howl roared from the mouth of the troll on all fours, and his speed increased once more, popping out in the direction of Winlessa like a big cat hunting.

On the fist gloves he wore on both hands, five metal blades that mimicked the claws of a beast were clearly visible.

Retracting her bow, Winlessa pulled out two Ranger daggers from her waist on either side and crossed them in front of her.

She could clearly see that the enemy's target was not her, but the black-robed man who wanted to kill him.

"Don't think!"

At the moment when the double blades were forced, Wen Lesa suddenly reversed the force, seizing the opportunity of the opponent's rear force to force the enemy back.

"Buzz!"

Shaking the twin knives and posing in a melee posture, Wen Lesa sneered: "Want to kill people? It's not that easy. ”

"Harraz, the Lynx Priest."