In the rear of the count's army, Keellius and the man in the silver mask were engaged in a fierce battle. With a higher physical fitness than the stalker on the other side, Kylelius kept retreating and dodging, and from time to time he used some one-ring and two-ring magic to attack the stalker, while always maintaining enough distance between the two.

At this distance, the Stalker's throwing skills are basically unable to attack Kyleus, and as soon as the Stalker makes a throwing move, Kylelius can react and evade. Similarly, Kyleus' magic is generally dodged by the Stalker with his vast experience and dexterity. In this way, for some reason, the two sides have tacitly maintained this embarrassing state that neither side can effectively attack the other.

Kylelius naturally knew that most of the magic tricks of the low ring were for individuals, and they were easy to dodge for the stalker on the other side, and he just used these magic tricks that did not consume much mana to thwart the stalker's actions, so that he could not easily get close to him.

It's not that Kylelius doesn't perform high-ring magic, but it takes a certain amount of time to cast this kind of magic, and these few seconds, or even a dozen seconds, are enough for the opposite stalker to close the distance again.

You must know that the legal profession is approached by a profession like Stalker, and even a freak like Kylelius will get a bad situation. And after being close to them, it is not so easy to distance themselves again.

Kyrlius was stalling for time, after all, this was the rear of his own people, and it was obviously easier to get reinforcements, especially now that this kind of magic was running out. But this negative way of fighting, the attrition of Kellius was not as reasonable as he himself imagined.

The two fought in a stalemate for a few moments, when Kylelius suddenly stopped, frowned and looked at the huge wound in his right rib, where blood was still slowly but surely.

"Do you notice?" Silver Mask patted the weeds and dust that had been stuck to his body when he rolled around to dodge a magic shot, and stood up and let out a faint chuckle at Kyleus, his tone full of triumph in the triumph of his conspiracy.

Instead of responding to the provocative and ostentatious remarks of the Silver Mask, Kyrlius silently watched the wound in his ribs that still hadn't healed, which seemed to outsiders to be nothing wrong with being impossible to heal in a short period of time.

The wound did not heal!

That's right, and it's this thing that seems very simple to ordinary people and can be classified as common sense, that is the crux of the matter.

It stands to reason that this kind of injury, which is very serious for ordinary people, should have been completely healed long ago with the body of the Kellius vampire. However, several minutes had passed since Kyrlius had fought with the unknown assassin and been attacked, and the wound that Kylelius would never have taken to heart had not healed.

Naturally, Kylelius was aware of this 'obvious' problem and was speculating about the cause of it.

Although the 'Silver Mask' was proud on the surface, he secretly gasped in his heart: "Did you notice it so quickly?" In terms of the speed of recovery of the human body and the speed of wound healing, he should not be able to detect anything, after all, the healing speed of human wounds is imperceptible to the naked eye, how did he detect the phenomenon of slowing down the recovery rate from this extremely slow recovery rate?'

The Silver Mask was a hard-trained elite in the end, and although shocked, he quickly put this question behind him and concentrated on the battle in front of him.

It's really not the right thing for an assassin of his level to do now, and it's taboo to be distracted in battle, no matter what type of battle you're in. This is especially true in evenly matched battles, where you can die if you're not careful.

"Is it 'torn'?" asked Kylelius after a moment's thought, in an uncertain tone. It's like asking yourself, and it's also like you're asking someone.

"Exactly!" 'Silver Mask' was somehow out of respect for Kylelius for giving this answer in such a short period of time, or for some other reason, and suddenly used the etiquette of a court nobility of the kingdom of Ustan .

The left hand caresses the hattori, the right hand xiangyou side stretches out the palm xiangshang flip, there is a foot backwards crossed behind the left foot, bend down and bow to Kyleus.

'Tear' is a Stalker's fifth-tier skill that applies special magic to the blades of attacking weapons such as daggers, daggers, or grapples. Enemies who are attacked by a weapon infused with this magic and inflict a certain amount of wound will be attached to the wound by this magic power.

This special magic can inhibit the repair system in the organism to a certain extent, inhibit the regeneration ability of cells near the wound, and cause the wound to recover slowly or even unrecoverable.

Stalkers are limited to their ability to attack heavy armor such as chain mail and plate armor, and can only attack areas that cannot be protected by armor most of the time. And because of the heavy armor's emphasis on defense, the protection of vital parts is generally very good, and most stalkers can only attack some non-vital parts that cannot be protected by armor.

Because the lethality of short weapons such as daggers is really limited when attacking such non-critical parts, the Stalker has come up with a solution. Causing these non-fatal wounds to bleed constantly, causing the enemy to bleed excessively and causing a series of negative states, and even killing the enemy through the truth that "if you lose too much blood, you will die", which is valid for most creatures.

Creatures hit by 'Tear' will not be able to heal their wounds in their natural state, even vampires who are known for their resilience, and their wounds will continue to bleed. These wounds can only be effectively healed by healing faction healing magic, healing magic, or high-level wound healing potions.

As a user of the skill, the 'Silver Mask' naturally knew how to remove this state, but he was not in a hurry at all.

"You know the effect of 'tearing', even if you are strong, after the blood is lost to a certain extent, you will not be able to maintain the current fighting state, and I will definitely win when the time comes. I've been watching you since just now, and with the information we have beforehand, you won't be able to heal the magic of the system! As for the healing potion, I won't give you a chance to use it. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward a few steps, and smashed the potion test tube that Kylelius had just taken out of his hand with a few small darts that slipped out of his cuff.

"This wound is your fatal wound!" the Stalker said lightly like a declaration of victory, "Even you don't have enough healing potions, let's see if I have more secret weapons or you have more potions." ”