"You are not Evans!"
In an instant, cold air surged from the gray-robed man's back and went straight into his brain, causing him to open his eyes wide, with a look of shock on his face.
But in response to the grey-robed man, it was a straight knife smeared with black smoke, slashing at his face head-on!
Ka Ka Ka!
A large amount of frost instantly condensed on the face of the gray-robed man, forming a thick and solid barrier, trying to block the straight knife.
The next second the two collided, and the billowing black smoke eroded the frost barrier, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, boom! The straight knife slashed down without hindrance, but the original figure had disappeared, and a gust of icy wind blew up, moving him to the rear in an instant.
He avoided the fatal blow, but the gray-robed man was not happy. On the contrary, his right hand was covering the corner of his eyes, and strands of blood flowed down his cheeks onto the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.
This is the weird black smoke on the straight knife, and the moment before he withdrew, he successfully scratched his right eye.
The wound blurred half of his field of vision, turning the gray-robed man into a temporary 'one-eyed dragon'. Under his vigilant gaze, the mysterious young man who 'sneaked up' him, the appearance of the other party's face was like waves, gradually changed. A young face was revealed, an outstanding appearance that made him feel familiar. At this moment, the gray-robed man gritted his teeth and called out the other party's name:
"Sulman Arthur Doyle"
Didn't recognize me as Mosleyan? Hearing the other party's words, Suleman couldn't help complaining silently in his heart. It seems that this surviving member who did not participate in the battle of the Yatu ruins also carefully investigated his background after the Praying for a Survival Society was almost destroyed.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
What's more, his surname is not Arthur Doyle, it's just a pseudonym.
Not in the habit of explaining to the enemy, Suleman lightly raised the straight knife, the blade was wrapped in black smoke, and his eyes were fixed on the gray-robed man in front of him, and various thoughts flashed in his mind—
"The gray-robed man has the ability to control frost. At the low level, only the 'Frost Herrscher' meets this. That's right, the frost branch of the Herrscher profession!"
"The female member who assisted President Qisheng last time in the city of Yatu is also the Frost Branch of Herrschers. They are good at controlling Frost. They are similar to the Order Branch and Chaos Branch of the same profession. The 'Code' Ed of the Leer family is also a herrscher, but he is a herrscher of the order branch, also known as the herrscher of order!"
"Whether it's order, frost or chaos, in the northern cold land, due to environmental factors, they have advantages over other professions. Civilized city-states represent order, and the vast snowfield represents frost. In the wilderness that does not belong to civilization, it is like [Insi Town]The gray area with mixed fish and dragons also represents chaos, this is the paradise of the Herrscher profession!"
"The man in the gray robe has used extraordinary abilities such as 'Body Frost Covering', 'Position Swap', 'Ice Wind Acceleration', etc. Well, he should have two traits, one corresponds to the elementalization of the body, and the other corresponds to the control of wind energy , the former is a defensive means to resist damage several times, and the latter can achieve short-term location teleportation under the deep development of skills, but it is a heavy load on the body, so it must not be used more."
"Wind Prayer? Frost Traveler? It should be these two sub-jobs. The effects of traits and abilities fit very well!"
A lot of thinking was concentrated in a moment, and in the next moment, Suleman already had a plan in his mind, how to deal with the tactics of the gray-robed man!
The rich experience bestowed on him by his previous life allowed Suleman to analyze the general abilities of the enemy in the shortest possible time. This will become the opponent's biggest nightmare in battle!
Swish!
Suleman sprinted in an instant, slashing at the enemy with a straight knife in his hand. When the billowing black smoke swept in, the gray-robed man's reaction was not slow. He let go of the arm covering his right eye, which was covered with a layer of ice crystals in an instant, and crashed To Suleman's arms.
—Boom!
The two collided fiercely, and the ice crystals on the gray-robed man's arm shattered, but unlike the previous time, after these ice crystals exploded, they were like sharp knives unsheathed, swishing, and covered Suleman like a storm bullet. In the case of being extremely close, the latter has no room to escape!
"You fell for it."
The corner of the gray-robed man's mouth was raised. This move was extremely insidious. He relied on this change to kill many enemies. , Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured!
As long as he severely injured the enemy, he would have the opportunity to get rid of the opponent and run for his life directly.
Yes, the gray-robed man only wanted to escape. His feigned death escape had failed, and everything was destroyed in Suleman's hands. It was impossible not to hate each other.
But the gray-robed man realizes the reality, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Even if the loyalists of the ancient nobles were seriously injured because of his trap, there must still be people who maintain their fighting strength, such as 'Storm Eye' Theodore who continues to pester If he goes down, his personal situation will be very dangerous!
but
If Suleman was severely injured and immediately lost his fighting power, he wouldn't mind making up for it again! The gray robe silently thought about this, and the next second, when he saw Suleman in his field of vision, he didn't panic at all, but swiped his finger instead.
Wow!
The shadow line that had been arranged in front of him converged and wrapped towards these ice edges. Suerman seemed to have anticipated this change, and even arranged his own defense measures one step earlier than the opponent's action.
This... this is impossible!
The gray-robed man was so frightened that the souls of the dead froze, driven by instinct, a icy wind was born on his body, and there were faint signs of retreating.
It was too late. Suleman didn't give him a chance, so he stepped a little harder and got close to the opponent in an instant.
Wow!
The ink-colored knife light suddenly bloomed in the alley. The next moment, the two passed by each other. The man in gray robe had deep fear on his face, and strands of blood bloomed from his forehead. Boom, the whole person was completely lost. The body fell to the ground intact.
In a life-and-death fight, if a momentary mistake is caught by a master, it will be enough to seal the victory.
Suleman is good at capturing such opportunities, especially after he guesses the general ability of the opponent and sets up a trap, everything becomes very simple.
"Reminder: You have caused fatal damage to Owen (Lv37), a member of the Praying Society, and the target is dead. This time, you killed the enemy at the same level."
"Hint: You have obtained 2600 experience points (combat reward)"
It's a pity that the experience reward is low. Suleman secretly shook his head, but he didn't think it was a pity. After all, the experience value is only a part of the battle reward.
The greatest value of the character board lies in the important skills, fame, or other more precious things rewarded in high-level plot events—these rewards only exist in high-level plot events.
If the player is down-leveled, those plot events cannot be triggered, but the harm outweighs the benefits. For example, for plot events above Lv30, there is a chance to spawn a derivative skill scroll that fits the 'trait'. If you are stuck below level 20, you will never get it for the rest of your life. Skill scrolls, even if you go straight up to level 40, or even step into the third level, the combat power is far weaker than the same level. One step is weak, one step is behind, and it is easy to become a slug.
"Next, it's up to you to tell me the specific entrance to the prayer party"
Without delay, Suleman hastily reached out his hand on the forehead of the gray-robed man's corpse, and activated the special ability of "Dream of the End". After just a few seconds, he opened his eyes again and looked towards a certain direction in the imperial code area —
"It was at that location"
Then, Suleman looked back at the loyalists who were coming out of the ruins of the club. Because of his reminder in advance, this group of people had taken sufficient protective measures before going down. This time, the essence of the ancient nobles did not how much loss suffered.
Well, except 'Code' Ed may have been beaten a little bit.
A little bit
Suleman withdrew his gaze, and walked into the shadows with the gray-robed man's body. Right now, the loyalists of the ancient nobles wanted to clean up the mess. They had no time to worry about other things, and even the attention of the entire city-state was focused on this street. superior.
Coincidentally, no one will pay attention to the sewers in the Huangdian District. Suleman can take back the oil painting, and take a look at what kind of gifts are left in the place where the prayer party was held.
Accompanied by this thought, Suleman had already entered the sewer, threw away the gray-robed man's body, and headed towards the imperial code area!
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(end of this chapter)