The rules this time are fairly clear, not as complicated as last time. But the simpler it is, the harder it is to find a shortcut to a breakthrough.
This treacherous situation is a bit like the possible treacherous realm experienced with Jessica. They all use a certain place as the starting point to enter other spaces to complete the task. However, that time tested wisdom, this time it was a complete test of force.
While thinking about it, Jenkins put the magic sword on his back and the backpack on the ground together, and then called out the Holy Bone Sword to hold it in his hand. In the face of unknown and powerful enemies, you still have to use your usual weapons.
Of course, since a duel is about to enter the Fire Gate, Jenkins will naturally not rush in unprepared.
This is not a fair game where friendship comes first. Although Jenkins does not have the banned drug that breaks through the limit, it is still no problem to adjust his state before entering.
Although the soul and body are too strong, most of the rituals that can provide buffs are better than nothing for Jenkins now, but making alchemy props or adding power to weapons is a necessary preparation.
Because there are not many items carried in the backpack, too complicated rituals are not used. The coat on his body is a gift and does not require buffs. Although the holy sword in his hand is also a gift, according to its "life and death" form, Jenkins temporarily used his own blood to draw a ritual symbol representing the "World Tree" on the sword .
This does nothing to enhance the sharpness of the sword, but it can make the sword temporarily act as a scepter of amplification when using spells, and serves as a low-level substitute for the opponent's staff.
After all, it is really inconvenient to have a sword in one hand and a cane in one hand.
In addition, the soles are added with a non-slip effect, and only a few simple explosives are made from empty bottles to hang on the waist. Jenkins still has some explosive charms on him, but the small and easy-to-use items such as charms need one less, so alchemy items are also an appropriate supplement.
After finishing the preparations, Jenkins left all the backpack and magic sword behind. It might be cool to show up with two swords, but he's not one to die for being handsome.
He doesn't know the skill of using two swords at the same time at all, and in the combat experience passed down by [Hero], excluding those spellcasters who are good at controlling weapons with mind power, there is no one who uses two swords at the same time-it seems to do so It's stupid behavior.
Of course, before leaving, Jenkins did not forget to warn the man in the black hunting suit not to touch his own things. Of course, the other party was too lazy to talk to Jenkins.
I chose the nearest flame door frame, but my body crossed the door frame, and instead of coming behind the door frame, I entered a strange space.
No longer a lifeless gravel plain, this is a forest. The fresh air and the sunshine from the branches made Jenkins feel joy in every cell in his body.
There are no paved roads in the forest, only a treaded path. Although the forest was full of vitality, the remains of corpses scattered around and the blood-red blood sprinkled on the grass and tree trunks undoubtedly did not remind Jenkins of how dangerous this place was.
He walked forward with the sword along the traces of the stampede, and the further he moved forward, the stronger the smell of blood, and the more tragic the traces of the battle.
After a while, he left the bushes and came to the glade. And as Jenkins stepped into the clearing, everything around him changed.
The sun suddenly disappeared, blood-red light filled the sky, and the originally lush forest withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. A flock of crows flew from nowhere and landed on the dead tree under the blood-colored sky, their eyes fixed on this living person.
All the weeds on the open space withered, and the yellow sand covered the ground. There were still corpses and armor piled up on the ground, and a tall man in full body armor and a helmet was waiting for Jenkins.
His whole body was covered in filth and blood, and he couldn't tell the pattern of the armor from its original color. He was at least two meters taller, which made Jenkins wonder if the opponent was a purebred human.
"I'm here to..."
"Needless to say, I already know why you are here."
There was a muffled sound from the helmet. He was using an ancient language, but Jenkins could barely understand it. The era the other party was in should be the Sixteenth Century.
"Then I'll do it?"
Jenkins asked tentatively, and then felt that his words were strange.
So he didn't say much, but rushed towards his opponent with a sword. The reason why he didn't throw the explosives at his waist first was because this scene looked like a fair duel. Even if he didn't intend to have a fair duel at all, at least he had to put on a show at first to test the opponent's strength.
Jenkins thought well, but the man in full body armor was even less martial arts than him. When Jenkins charged forward with the sword, the man did not pick up the epee that looked like a door at his feet, but stretched his left hand behind him and took out a small fine steel crossbow.
"Um?"
The arrow with a cold light pointed at Jenkins, and as the man moved his fingers, the cold light went straight to Jenkins' forehead.
If it was an ordinary arrow, Jenkins would not have to dodge it at all, but the man's crossbow and arrows all had the aura intensity of numbered items. Because he didn't know the consequences of being hit, he did not resist but dodged to the side. While dodging, he shouted in an unskilled ancient language:
"What do you mean by hand crossbow?"
"It's the same thing as what's hanging around your waist."
The other party's dull voice came from under the helmet again. He didn't give Jenkins a chance to breathe. He obviously didn't put new arrows into the crossbow, but the shooting seemed to never stop.
Jenkins used the corpses and broken armor in the open space to dodge, and saw that the objects hit by the arrows, even the soil, would disappear abruptly, as if they had been gnawed off by an invisible shadow monster.
"After hitting the target, send the material within a certain range to other locations?"
This was his first guess as to the nature of the arrow.
Take a forward lunge, but take a sharp step back. Taking advantage of the enemy aiming again, Jenkins reached out and took off the bottle from his waist and threw it forward.
The bottle landed on the sand between the two of them, and after a loud bang, the sand and dust completely blocked their sight.
Jenkins didn't want to attack with an explosive bottle, but used the smoke and dust generated by the explosion to create a short-term opportunity for action.
And sure enough, just as he expected, the splashed sand and stone hit the metal armor. Although the opponent did not dodge, the opponent's eyes and senses were obviously only at the level of ordinary humans, and the crossbow and arrows were not as good. It has the ability of automatic tracking.
Taking this opportunity, he called out the high stool, and flew into the sky with himself. He didn't give the opponent a chance to shoot arrows in the air, but instead held the sword in both hands and slashed down, jumping towards the enemy below.