William left.
The rest of the matter was left to Lautner to handle.
As a noble lord, he cannot let these trivial matters take up his precious time.
So that day.
The lord of the City of Dawn, put on a black cloak, stood under the cliff, looking at the endless grassland, the breeze blowing, and the swaying flowers and plants fluttering in the wind, which gave him a feeling of broadening his mind.
William mounted a black horse and faced the blood-red sunset. He gently pinched the horse's belly and galloped all the way north.
The feeling of speeding is very refreshing, especially since this is the feeling of my home prairie. There is no sense of frustration like waiting at a red light while driving a sports car.
The Principality of Steel and the Principality of Black Rock are both located in the north of the grassland. The City of Dawn is about 300 miles away from the border between the two countries.
As for this grassland that stretches thousands of miles from east to west, there are many races living there, including tauren, jackals, goblins, dwarves, and even small fishmen near swamp rivers, etc.
In fact, logically speaking, whether it was before the continent of gods was divided, or when there are multiple continents today.
Of all the races in the world, only the little fishmen have the largest number.
This group of little guys with trumpet tridents are ruthless and the purest chaotic race. They kill everyone they see, attack when they see few people, and run away when they see many people, without any hesitation!
They are also known as the new killers.
When the game was first released in public beta, many players who liked to go on adventures in the wild at night were massacred by groups of small murlocs...
They appear in rivers, swamps, lakes, oceans and other places with water sources. Unless those water sources are occupied by more powerful creatures, they are often the territory of small fishmen.
It's getting dark.
William was riding a war horse on the grassland. When he passed by a river, he heard a sharp and harsh sound.
Subsequently.
Countless screams came one after another, one after another.
Many piercing screams came together to form a kind of ultrasonic wave, which made people's heads dizzy. In a short period of time, the sound had spread throughout the grassland, making people feel frightened.
The war horse under William was a little nervous. It had already sensed the crisis, so it ran faster and faster.
but.
Pairs of blood-red eyes have appeared in the reeds on both sides of the simple road.
A glance ahead.
Can't see the edge at all!
Half of the world is filled with red eyes, dense and endless.
The riverside at night in the wild is the world of little fishmen!
"Huh." William pulled in the reins. He dismounted decisively and did not continue moving forward.
Then he patted the horse's butt, and the horse turned around and ran away. William chuckled: "Run slowly, they won't chase you."
"You little fish, do you want to kill me?" William took off his hood and glanced around coldly.
Many little fishmen were slightly startled when they saw his face and ears, as if they didn't expect that the food in front of them was an elf!
It's a pity that no one responded to William.
Although the little fish people are intelligent creatures, their language is very complicated and difficult to learn. Only a few small fish people have learned the common language on the mainland.
A scream sounded.
moment.
Densely packed little fishmen surrounded William like a torrent carrying tridents.
Screams, running sounds, collisions, and countless noisy sounds entered William's head.
Everything in front of me disappeared, and everything was covered by endless little fish-men...
At the moment when the little fishmen were about to surround him.
William, who was unmoved, snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A light blue shock wave swept away in all directions, and hundreds of small murlocs that rushed forward all flew backwards. If anyone saw this scene.
You can find hundreds of little fish people in mid-air, and their souls were also blown out of the body. Except for a few small fish people whose souls returned to the body, the others were all turned into fly ash.
Soul magic!
Hard to guard against.
Very cute.
It is far from comparable to ordinary elemental magic.
Especially for this group of little fishmen, this is the arrival of magical skills.
"Bah!!!" A small fish man, nearly 1 meter in height, opened his mouth full of fangs and looked at the guy in front of him fiercely, with fighting spirit shining on his body, rising up violently.
William narrowed his eyes, mid-level!
So he rushed over at a faster speed. The little fish man only felt a phantom appear in front of his eyes, and his eyes turned black. William had already held its head with his hands, and the huge force drove its entire body and slammed towards the ground. shoot!
Bang.
The skull exploded, brains splattered all over the floor, and the thin limbs shook upward, feeling dull for a moment...
Critical hit.
fatal injury.
2410 blood.
The target is dead.
The advantages brought by race are self-evident. The fishmen of the same level are undoubtedly the weakest professionals in the world. Even with high bloodline, they cannot increase too many attributes...
"Your small body carries a lot of blood that shouldn't be carried. You can have 2410 blood points and are not afraid of bursting. It's a pity that you only have high-level blood." William curled his lips. The job transfer mission is not only There are many types of cross-level duels.
But over-level duels are not the most common, but there are quite a few.
So what are the challenges for new players
Usually, they will accept an assassination mission, or find a human NPC to fight across levels.
But.
Human beings...
No matter what bloodline level they are, they usually live in towns. Players will often be beaten to death by a group if they kill someone...
Players can be resurrected.
William couldn't, so he chose an easier one.
Challenge a tribe of more than thousands of small fishmen!
As long as his luck is not too bad, he will definitely be able to kill three mid-level little fish-men with the blood of a grandmaster, and even an epic-level fish-man... who are also little garbage fish-men.
Only two moves failed to intimidate these little fishmen.
They are self-aware. Every time they block roads and rob food, there will always be a lot of casualties, but their birth rate and growth rate are faster!
If the average strength were not too low, the little fish people could dominate the entire universe...
Group after group of little fishmen clenched their weapons fiercely and rushed towards William, not to mention leaving a wound on his body, even if they wrapped themselves around his back and bit him.
But William’s fighting spirit shield is as solid as a rock!
He was like a firefly in the dark night, dazzling with dazzling brilliance. One after another, the little murlocs rushed forward, but were knocked back by the grudge shield one after another.
Because the little fishman hitting the shield felt like hitting a wall, and he was all dizzy after being bounced away.
"It can't even break through the defense. Sure enough, the legendary elf's torture of the little fish man is a bit too much." William held the sword in both hands, and the fighting spirit was attached to the sword, and it suddenly spun.
Windmill!
Create your own skills.
No power bonus.
It all depends on the acceleration of its own rotation...
It was such a simple operation, but it was like a lawn mower. Everywhere it passed were corpses cut off at the waist, and blood flowed into rivers so easily.
"kill!"
"Bang." William turned around and blocked with his dagger. His body did not move at all. The little fish man who shouted "kill" used the force to somersault and fly out, disappearing into the sea of fish in an instant.
But within a short period of time, William saw the one and a half meter little fish man, with a thin body covered with muscles.
"Tsk, tsk, it's a small muscle fish."
Just one blow.
He also got information about this little fish man.
Grandmaster bloodline, mid-level fishman.
"I want to run away, no..." William knew the characteristics of the little murloc well and knew that this little guy would attack again, so he continued to drive Wushuang to harvest other little murlocs.
He has enough fighting spirit and endurance for these little fishmen who can't break their defenses...
William, who seemed to be relaxed, only killed a few waves before the little murloc attacked unexpectedly again.
Unfortunately, William, who had been on guard for a long time, grabbed it back.
The sword body passed through the body of the little fish man, and a sword energy burst out from his back. Blood filled the sky, and the little fish men behind him were cut in half.
The harpoon that came in also pierced the fighting spirit shield, grazing William's neck.
However, although William killed the little murloc of the Grandmaster bloodline, the shield with 1,200 points of fighting spirit was broken. He needed at least 5 seconds to re-open the fighting spirit shield.
A moment.
Countless little fishmen jumped on him, drowning him in an instant and forming a hill.