In a narrow environment, a human ranger holding a shield can easily squeeze the opponent's activity space. The tower shield in his hand is extremely strong, covering most of his body. No matter how hard Exxon attacks, he will not break the defense.
The long knife in the ranger's hand is exceptionally sharp. It should be temporarily enchanted to increase the sharpness, and it can pull out 20 or 30 centimeters of blades when slashing.
The sharp blade has a shape and quality, and is extremely flexible in use, which greatly enhances its lethality.
In just a few rounds, Sir Exxon was forced to step back. He was sure that his strength was stronger than this ranger, and his level was higher, but he was stubbornly suppressed by the opponent's equipment and environment, and he couldn't use it at all.
During the fight, the Sir Alex has been shouting, trying to lure his subordinates out of trouble. But he was forced to the corner of the wall almost unable to move, and even a ghost did not appear.
I was forced...
Sir Alex raised his hand again, and the jade ring gleamed again.
Frost.
As a believer of the Frost Goddess, the seniors of the Long Legs family inevitably possess a few magic items related to cold. Exxon chanted the activation spell, and an extremely cold current erupted on his fingers.
When the cold current comes out, it seems that the space is frozen.
This is Exxon's life-saving trick at the bottom of the box, and many times of distress rely on it to escape.
It's just that this trick requires donating two thousand gold coins to the Frost Temple every time it is charged. Ollur’s pastor has no enthusiasm.
The deep cold current can directly freeze living things, making danger invisible, just like a nirvana. The blow really worked, and the ranger Mahan who was close at hand took it right.
The cold air flow caused the entire room to suddenly cool down, and moisture precipitated in the air, which turned into ice crystals on the tower shield, layered on top of each other, and increased rapidly.
Mahan's hand holding the shield immediately felt stiff.
The bones were first frozen in severe pain, followed by numbness, and then lost consciousness. Extreme ice cold is invading Ma Han's body, freezing his flesh and blood, turning it into an ice sculpture.
There are many similar ice sculptures in the Winter Hall of Coldwind City. Each one has a different posture and a variety of expressions, which amazes the viewer. Because they were all living creatures.
Exxon yelled happily when the opponent called. He was stabbed by Mahan's long knife many times, and the enchanted armor failed to prevent him. Among them, the most injured was under his ribs, with three points in the flesh, blood spattering, and he was able to support it with a strong physique.
Seeing that Mahan was frozen and unable to move, the excited Sir Alex wanted to go around the tower shield and smash the opponent's head with his axe. In the past years, he has done similar things several times.
Many powerful opponents have died of such insidious tricks.
But when the axe slashed, the shield-holding Mahan moved, not completely frozen. Although it is very difficult to move his hands and feet, he does retain his mobility.
The shiny silver shield is not only strong, but also has considerable magic resistance, which counteracts a lot of cold attacks.
This situation has never been seen in the past.
One move is wrong, and everything is wrong later.
Exxon's axe struck the frost-covered tower shield again. The opponent just shook his body. When he wanted to continue to move his angle, and then give Mahan a fatal blow, he pierced a dagger in the dark.
The sudden dagger stabs Exxon's waist directly to extract one of his kidneys. In order to dodge, he can only make his body unbalanced and his waist skewed.
The short, nimble halfling wanderer jumped out of the shadows, stabbing his dagger on Fergie's butt.
Due to time constraints, Exxon wore only armor after waking up, only a pair of trousers on his lower body, and his two thighs covered with stray hairs were bare. This pierced a blood hole in his ass.
It hurts!
Exxon screamed first, but now he realized that there were more than one opponent, or even more than two. To make matters worse, the wound on the buttocks was painful first and then numb, followed by itching.
bad!
This despicable little man used poison on the dagger!
Halflings have always had no taboos in doing things, and they like adventure and wandering. They are naturally fond of making troubles and often do bad things that hurt others and themselves.
Applying poison to weapons is commonplace for halfling adventurers, who have never had this kind of ethical cleanliness.
This is really life-threatening.
Just now Exxon was reluctant to consume the frost energy on the jade jade ring. Now he knew that he was in a big trouble, and directly slammed the ring against his chest armor.
The jade jade of the ring face was smashed, and the last magical energy contained in it burst out. The spherical force field suddenly appeared and expanded rapidly.
The entire room collapsed suddenly without warning, the ceiling and floor cracked, and even the walls burst open, showing a big gap. The rangers and rogues standing nearby were hit by this force field, like being hit hard.
Mahan still had a shield, so he could hold it up anyway. But the halfling had weak defenses, wanted to escape but couldn't avoid it. He was vomiting blood and flew upside down.
Exxon took this opportunity, turned around and jumped off the second floor of the room he was in, and quickly fled. Outside the mayor’s residence is the only street in the town. He ran out and saw Tias, who had been hit before.
The rookie knight suffered a heavy shield blow, and there was nothing serious besides the turmoil of blood. He also wanted to return to the house to help Sir Alex. As a result, the room where Lord Sir Alex lived exploded a few times, and the other party escaped by himself.
"Tias."
Seeing the rookie knight, Exxon was overjoyed. He got a knife on one side of his butt, and half of his body was gradually numb. He limped and ran forward and shouted: "I know that you are always carrying the antidote. Give it to me, give it to me."
The long-legged knight masters all looked for a room to sleep, only the rookie Tias was guarded at the door of Sir Alex Ferguson. He really has the antidote provided by the Church of Frost.
Exxon asked to tilt his head back and drank it, and asked eagerly: "Where are the others?"
The words were only finished, and there was a sound of fighting on the other side of the town.
Two disheveled knights with long legs hurriedly escaped. One of them didn't wear anything, not even panties.
A tall and burly orc caught up behind him, his fangs opened and closed, and his face was hideous. He threw a throwing axe in the thunderous roar.
At a distance of seven or eight meters, the axe with the palm of the hand whirled and hit the target.
The noble lords who still have nostrils in the sky during the day are no better than ordinary civilians in embarrassment at this moment. One of them ran back and waved his hands, as if this would make the orcs' men be merciful.
This time around, the throwing axe hit the door. The sharp axe pierced the flesh and bones, mixed blood and brain, and killed it on the spot.
The companion's corpse fell to the ground, and the other knight couldn't escape, only the wow, who was holding a long knife, turned his head and desperately.
But the noble status did not bring any benefit. The orc in heavy armor smashed the long-handled battle axe like a windmill, and cut the second knight into flesh in three or two.
Spicy, determined, without hesitation.
All this happened in a matter of seconds. The knight master is also a human, without equipment, in a state of embarrassment, and his combat effectiveness is less than the usual one.
Without any words, the two noble lives were ended in minutes.
Tias was shocked by the sudden death.
This kind of beautyless and even extremely cruel fighting makes the rookie knight extremely unacceptable. In his opinion, the noble knight should not die so useless, so worthless.
This is the way of death for common people, the way of death for miscellaneous fish, the way of death for refugees, gangsters, and the way for inferior people. The nobles should be vigorous even if they die.
But..., the blood of the corpse is flowing, and life is over.
Tias shuddered, losing strength. He turned to look at Sir Exxon, hoping to get some instructions from him. He desperately needs some inspiration, otherwise he will collapse.
Sir Alex Ferguson was wearing trousers and bare-legged, and he ran quickly towards the stables with his feet on his feet.
In order to run faster, this noble master even took off the armor on his body, and did not call Tias when he ran away, leaving the rookie behind to delay time.
Death approached, companions were slaughtered, and superiors fled.
Tias was full of excitement, and he had a new understanding of what a real nobleman was.