Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 415 Shadow Dancer

"The strength of the mountain dwarf just now has reached the third level." The war troll Kohando walked over with a tired body, and said with a slightly dignified expression:

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to cut off my calf with a single axe. Being able to win this victory completely took advantage of the racial talent."

Although the dwarves are also a race with strong physique and strong endurance, they are simply not enough to compare with the troll race, and even war trolls.

Moreover, the troll also has abnormal regeneration ability.

Even so, it took him a lot of effort to completely subdue this mountain dwarf.

"It's not surprising. Most of the people in the Black Pearl Forest are from Seput City, Central China, Silverpine Plain, Deep Rock City, and the Southern Kingdom. It's not surprising that they can gather a few Tier [-] professionals." Carlos pondered for a moment, and expressed his opinion to everyone.

"That's right. From watching the mountain dwarf's combat performance, it can be found that this guy's advancement is not as perfect as imagined. At least he hasn't even mastered the core racial talent of the mountain dwarf." Sarayan glanced at the already drilled man. The dwarf who entered the crowd and only left him with a back, analyzed.

There are more than 100 original mountain dwarves living in Twilight Town, so he still knows the racial characteristics of mountain dwarves very well.

"Why didn't he master it, isn't his "sarcasm" skill very skillful. "Carlos glanced at the war troll Kohando and joked with a smile.

The war troll glared at him fiercely, Carlos immediately shut up, and the others did not dare to laugh out loud.

"The places where these people were born were either constantly in war, or very peaceful. The enemies they faced were mostly from inside the city, so this kind of situation where there are more people and fewer people will create a kind of extremely strong and extremely weak poles. differentiation."

The lord of Iron Horse Town, Helm, calmed down and said, "Anyway, we still shouldn't be careless. I always feel that they came prepared this time, otherwise it would be impossible to bring so many people at once."

Hearing the words, everyone nodded slightly in agreement with his opinion.

Because it can be seen from the opponent's lineup that even if there are no other conflicts, they will take the initiative to propose the idea of ​​fighting.

"What kind of advanced profession is this new human being? The whole person's temperament reveals a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people feel very uncomfortable." Horat frowned and looked at the human who walked to the center of the field.

He could clearly feel that the pair of wolfskin boots worn to no wrinkles on the black-clothed human's feet were rhythmically making his swift and silent footsteps.

Being able to achieve this silent rhythm at least proves that the other party is a professionally trained professional.

Most importantly, seeing this human man made him involuntarily think of the thieves' union and assassin organization in the dirty slums.

"It should be a rogue. As for whether there is an advanced occupation, I don't know." Carlos narrowed his eyes and carefully observed every move of the human rogue.

Rogues are usually a group of low-key and mysterious professions that will not be easily seen through.

The advanced professions he is most familiar with are tricksters and assassins with the ability to cast spells. As for other professions, although he has seen relevant information in books, he has never seen them with his own eyes.

Others also shook their heads, expressing that they were not clear.

As a rogue type of profession, if people can see through their profession at a glance, it means losing at least half of a battle, so it is almost difficult to detect their true profession.

"This is a shadow dancer." Suddenly, Thorne's voice came from behind everyone: "Even in bright sunlight, I can still feel the faint shadow energy on his body rushing towards my face, indicating that this wandering Those who have good shadow skills."

Shadow Dancer is a professional who is active between light and darkness. Like his Shadow Hand style, this profession is proficient in various supernatural abilities related to shadows, and can display various unexpected attack effects.

He is also a cunning master of deception, often elusive and unpredictable.

Shadow Illusion, Gaze Avoidance, Shadow Assault, Flexible Mind, Shadow Leap, and Shadow Summoning are almost all abilities necessary for every successful advanced shadow dancer.

Almost invincible without a spellcaster to limit his shadow abilities.

"The shadow dancer's flexibility is too strong, let me deal with it." Then, Thorne thought for a while, interrupted everyone's whispering, and said.

In the five-on-five duel, each of their towns will produce one person, and the one chosen by Pushang Town is him.

Although Storm Lord Albert was very dissatisfied with this decision, he could only swallow his anger.

"Wait a minute!" Horat walked over and blocked Thorne's way, and said with a smile: "Let me do it, I haven't fought the shadow dancer yet."

After finishing speaking, before Thorne could speak, he walked over without hesitation.

Seeing this, Thorn shrugged helplessly, and then stepped back.

A duel between an assassin and a shadow dancer sounds very exciting, but in a real fight, the outcome is often decided in an instant.

Because the occupations of both parties determined that they all have the ability to wait for an opportunity and kill with one blow.

It is impossible to rely on gorgeous sword skills like duelists and wandering swordsmen to decide the outcome.

However, Horat is a level 5 rogue/level 5 assassin who also works as a level 5 drow warrior/level 5 drow swordsmanship master. If he wants to deal with this shadow dancer whose strength reaches at least the third level, if there is no trick , almost hard.

After all, the opponent is a shadow dancer, and he can't limit the unpredictable shadow ability at all.

Although the assassin profession also has a little weak ability to cast spells, but these spells are all used to assist oneself in assassination or escape, and they can't be used on the table, not as good as his ranger magic.

The battle between the assassin and the shadow dancer is much simpler. They are not like war trolls and mountain dwarves who have to talk trash to each other for a while, and they don't even introduce themselves. They directly use their own methods to launch attacks .

Assassins and shadow dancers are mysterious professions. If they reveal their identities, they are undoubtedly telling the enemy their weaknesses.

— "Supernatural Ability: Avoid Gaze!"

First, the shadow dancers took the lead in launching their customary opening moves, disappearing into the shadows without a trace.

——"Spell-like ability: darkness!"

The moment the shadow dancer used his shadow ability to completely disappear in the center of the field, Horat also activated the spell-like ability attached to the blood of the drow.

A large cloud of dark energy enveloped the field at an extremely fast speed, so that all spectators could not find the two figures at all.

——"Steel Soul Pai (Stance Skill): Listening and Discriminating Device!"

Seeing this, Thorn closed his eyes and activated the moves of the Steel Soul faction.

Immediately, his senses became extremely sharp, and he could clearly catch the slightest movement sound in the air.

The fine sounds in the dark energy cloud did not escape his ears.

The two sides did not fight very fiercely as expected, and did not even have a fight.

However, he felt a slight flow of shadow energy, and heard the friction sound of a dagger being slowly drawn out of its leather sheath, and the slight sound of a small hand crossbow being loaded.

Immediately afterwards, he could no longer catch any sound.

Obviously, the next step is for the two to compete for patience, to see who will be the first to show their feet.

However, the Assassin has the "Phantom Sound", and the Shadow Dancer also has the "Shadow Illusion". It depends on who can fool the other.

More than an hour passed, and the warm sun came out from the clouds again, shining on the person warmly and intoxicatingly.

Unfortunately, the only regret is that this bright sunlight cannot penetrate the deep darkness in the center of the venue.

The onlookers became even more speechless in the face of this more boring battle than the mountain dwarves and war trolls. They all sat casually on the grass and whispered.

Except for someone like Thorne who has keen senses and can detect subtle movements in the dark energy cloud, there are only a handful of people who have the expertise of "blind combat", so the duel between the shadow dancer and the assassin is extremely boring.

There is movement!

Suddenly, Thorne, who had focused his attention on the center of the field, was taken aback. He noticed the sound of crossbow bolts galloping and two daggers being thrown through the air.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, both the crossbow and the dagger hit their respective targets.

Thorne even heard faint groans and the rustle of blood dripping on the weeds.

After a while, the dark energy cloud disappeared without a trace at an extremely fast speed, revealing two confronting figures.

In the arena, the pale-faced Horat had a small sharp dagger stuck in his abdomen and right arm, and the wounds were still oozing blood.

As for the seemingly unscathed Shadow Dancer with a crossbow between his fingers, his gloomy face gradually darkened.

If you look closely, you can find that the shadow dancer's palm has become as black as ink like a cloud of dissipated dark energy.

"I have studied poison-making techniques in the Thorn Bird Assassin Academy and the Underdark Region, and I have also specially practiced resistance to toxins, so the Wyvern toxin from these two daggers is not enough to kill me." Huo Rat met the shadow dancer's surprised gaze and explained with a smile.

"The toxin on the crossbow is developed by myself. It is made from ghost-faced mushrooms and yellow molds in the dark area, as well as hallucinogens and rotten oil essences on the surface. As long as it touches the skin, it will take effect immediately. I will This poison is called 'homesickness'."

Horat glanced at the deadwood master in the crowd who had instructed him to make poison, and then threw a small glass bottle containing the antidote to the shadow dancer, reminding:
"Remember, after taking this antidote, you will fall into a coma and experience the true meaning of the poison's name. Then be sure to let your friends wake you up at midnight, or you will will never wake up."

(End of this chapter)