Chapter 12: Zhou Shuren? Shepherd!
"Do you know this NPC?" Brother Yang asked, "How do you know what she is going to do?" ”
"The Wanderer Mentor of the Whispering Forest, Jangru Dawn, an old acquaintance, I know what shit to pull as soon as she pouts her ass."
"Haha, then you are a deception and an ancestor."
"Fart, this is called legitimate defense, besides, the person is tied by Heine, what does it have to do with someone in my Xia."
"Speaking of which, don't you think this guy's observation and reaction speed are a little scary? Just that bone spear and arc just now, it is not at all like the new man who has just entered the battlefield, his strong talent should not be unknown in the future......"
"All beings are equal before the benevolent Holy Light Railgun, Light Gate."
"Oh, that's right, Komon."
While the two were talking, Heine had already tied the elves' hands behind his back, and searched for four darts from the other, a willow-leaf dagger, and two smoke bombs.
In fact, it was difficult for him to find so many things, but he couldn't stand the muttering in his head, so he had to "pretend to find it".
He was also interested in the leather armor of the dew, but unfortunately it was a women's model, small and tight, and the skeleton could not wear it.
During this time, the bone chopper was always on her neck, and she was quite comfortable.
It wasn't Heine's first time heine had seen an elf, but it was the first time he'd been so close.
The elves of this world are not synonymous with handsomeness, they are so thin that their cheekbones are protruding and their cheeks are partially sunken, like Angelina Jolie's appearance in "Maleficent".
"What's your name?"
Jiang Lu did not have the slightest consciousness of being a prisoner, but looked at Teacher Xia with interest.
Well...... Gazing at a skeleton.
"I watched you for a minute, your movements are in the standard Elven Ranger style, this can't be self-taught, who is your mentor? Maybe we still know each other. ”
Heine had a strange expression, but didn't interrupt.
"Why don't you speak? Is it a fear of exposure? It doesn't matter, it's normal for each to be his own master. But it's rare to see a wanderer with solid basic skills like you these days, are you interested in messing with me? I know Mr. Silverwing the Wind Blade, and he admires talent like you, regardless of race or origin. ”
"What is she talking about?" Catching sheep asked curiously.
"Hell knows, maybe asking me how I dodged that Dark Strike, why didn't Heine stop it?"
"He may have guessed that you were an elven wanderer before you died."
Teacher Xia exclaimed: "?! ”
- So that's what I thought?
Heine immediately feigned thoughtfulness, and his eyes lit up.
He was about to ask, when a thorny vine suddenly poked out of the dirt beneath his feet!
The vine looked like a raised snake's head, stained with reddish-brown dirt, and just as it was about to wrap itself around Henie's ankle, the latter was suddenly dragged off the ground!
In the midst of this lightning and flint, the sheep catcher decisively abandoned Janglu and went straight to Heine.
At the same time, the two also completed their judgment of the situation in an instant.
"There are Zhou Shuren, you can't fight in this place, you take Heine to the east, leave the field first!"
"Okay."
Zhou, Zhou Shuren?
Heine didn't understand this black word for a while, and after going through it in his mind, he suddenly remembered-
Zhou Shuren is a ghost, that's called a tree shepherd!
these players......
At this time, Mr. Xia detonated a smoke bomb behind him.
In this case, the field advantage of the Shepherd is second only to the forest environment, and it is almost invincible, let alone leaving with a captive, even if it gives them more melee combat, it will be useless.
He simply broke the rope that bound Jianglu and sold her a favor.
Jianglu was puzzled: "Alas? You ......"
Teacher Xia pulled down his mask, revealing Bai Sensen's skeletal face.
He made a gesture of silence.
Her pupils shrank and her mouth opened wide in disbelief.
"The dead, the undead??"
It wasn't until the other party disappeared into the smoke and the cloaked man appeared that she came back to her senses.
"Your Excellency will miss too." The man teased.
Jianglu was about to retort, but suddenly froze.
She recalled her opponent's movements before leaving.
Silence.
It became clear that she was not defeated by three adventurers, but by a necromancer.
The knight covered in armor is undoubtedly also a skeleton, which normal people will not cover so tightly at this time, and there is also a trace of silver thread under the helmet of the opponent......
She made excuses for being seen through continuously.
At the end of the day, it's the necromancer who accurately predicts his movements, so it's no surprise that his summons can react.
But if that's the case, how terrifying is the other party's control of the skeleton? ?
The combat skills of those two skeletons and their cooperation with each other are far beyond that of ordinary adventurers, and even the wanderer who let him go still has a strong elven style in his movements!!
She couldn't imagine how the other person did it.
And the thought of saying something like "I'm optimistic about your future" to a skeleton made her eager to find a vole hole to get into......
It's so embarrassing!
The other party also spared his own life.
He let himself go, and let the servant make that move, does it mean that he is trading favors for keeping his secrets?
"Why don't you speak, you're hit?" The man was still chattering.
Jianglu's heart suddenly became bored.
"Ask that Mr. Donald to prepare a good dagger, and I'll go to him in two days."
"Oh?"
The man was slightly stunned, and was about to ask something more, but the other party had already disappeared.
"Elves really don't get along." He muttered.
……
Heine was carried east by his own skeleton.
The soil gradually withered and clumped, and the vegetation was scarce, which was obviously not suitable for the shepherds to fight.
When he was finally put down, he looked at his skeleton with a look of horror.
"What was that?"
There was no answer.
"Because I'm in danger?"
Silent.
"Do you remember anything?"
Speechless.
Heine sighed helplessly, "Well, thank you, I trust your judgment. ”
At this time, Mr. Xia came out of the wheat field.
Heine pretended not to see his last little movements, and just looked at him with strange eyes.
"How's it going?" He asked.
Catching sheep was visibly relieved.
"That's it, just pretend to be stupid and it's over, he'll make up for it himself."
"Then why is he staring at me?"
"He's probably wondering why you, an elven wanderer, can't run as fast as I do."
“…… Okay, I've got someone set up now. ”
Hearing the two say this, Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.
It's done, the performance is over, and they will make up for it themselves.
It's hard to go back to the farm, but there is still a task to be done.
Fortunately, hemolytic grass is also distributed on the east side of the farm, and it is distributed in large quantities, but it is classified as a forbidden area by the Gitillers, and Rowan does not dare to mark it at all.
Heine picked a large bag before leaving.
On the return carriage, the two were still reviewing the previous battle.
To sum it up, there is one problem: less remote.
The Shepherd is described by them as a disgusting class that is almost inexplicable in a certain situation, a land of abundant plants, with little damage but good at control and restriction, poisonous, slowing and winding, and a melee nemesis.
However, this class also has drawbacks, as a spellcaster, you must have roots on both feet to resonate with the earth to the fullest, so it is a pure stake class.
It would be nice if there was a long-range with a high perception wide field of view and a full range, and daring to stand on the pile was definitely looking for a fight.
Unfortunately not.
Heine didn't expect to summon a third undead who could see the silver thread.
Suddenly, Mr. Xia mentioned another incident that happened during the battle.
"Speaking of which, I just seemed to have been upgraded."