"Train!" The dwarf magician realized that the situation was not good and immediately became alert. At this moment, the sound of stomping on the dead branches was slapped from behind an old tree beside him, as if someone was approaching.

In line with the idea of ​​taking the initiative and then taking the initiative, the dwarf turned around and raised his hand to release the "burning hand" spell. The fan-shaped fire illuminated the woods, and the dead leaves and moss on the ground also burned together. Unexpectedly, under the moss and dead leaves, it was not the soil ground, but another layer of dead leaves, which means that some slippery ground that was just stepped on under your feet was arranged by man.

What is the reason? The dwarf couldn't figure it out for a moment. At this moment, another "crack" sound came from behind him, which was not much different from before. The dwarf quickly turned around, and the spell of sleeping blurted out, but it was completely empty. At this time, he finally figured out the whole story, but it was too late. When he raised his head and looked up...

Zhao Mai, wearing only a pair of white underwear, jumped off the branch, his face calmly as if he was a sculpture of a contemplator, but he held a firewood chopping axe in his hand. The light of the bonfire shone on the surface of the axe, reflecting a bleeding red color. But perhaps it was stained with blood from his forehead, and the dwarf could not be sure.

Zhao Mai split the dwarf's forehead with an axe, then fell to the ground with a thud, with dead branches and leaves and mud mixed with moss, and accidentally bit his tongue. But Zhao Mai didn't care so much at this time, and rolled his hands and feet from the ground, then hurriedly rushed to the dwarf, pulled up his axe and chopped it down again.

Unlike the previous plans, he had no thoughts in his mind now, and it was completely blank. The continuous chopping and chopping movements on his hands were just mechanical repetitions, and it didn't even include a trace of emotion. I don't know how many times he slashed, and there was nothing to put axe on the dwarf's head, so Zhao Mai slowly stood up, panting, and looking at the scene he arranged.

This is a simple ambush circle, without any traps, and can only bully newcomers. Zhao Mai has no actual experience in adventure, but with his companions, he has experienced countless adventures in the illusion in his mind. The adventure plots and scripts he uses are provided and published by specialized writers around the world. They are the products of wisdom after racking his brains. Through this, he has accumulated countless experiences.

Any creatures that are born to fly and do not live in caves are plane creatures. When they come to a strange environment, they first focus on the ground: see if they can land and whether they will cause fall; then there are four directions: front, back, left and right: worrying about being attacked by creatures with the same mobility as themselves. Plane creatures always focus on the top of their heads in the end, and many even ignore this direction directly.

Experienced adventurers will try to change their habits and constantly force themselves to look up first to avoid being exploited by the enemies above. Zhao Mai had evaluated the dwarf before, and in terms of his ability to deal with things, he did not look like an experienced adventurer. So he decided on the tactic of raiding from a high altitude.

It is easy to understand how to disguise himself as sleeping camp and use mobile phone music that keeps playing looping to attract the attention of the dwarf. However, it took him a lot of brain to break the invisibility. The dwarf race is the most likely to produce illusionists, and the most commonly used illusion spell is invisibility. Zhao Mai has no magic ability, and even if he hides it, if he cannot see the dwarf's position, he still has no chance of winning. So he specially found slippery moss and loose leaves, and spread a thick layer on the originally bonded ground, and slipped on it as soon as he stepped on it.

He could not stare at the entire camp 360 degrees, so he had to transform the environment. Use the tent, shield and the location of surrounding trees to form a barrier, leaving a fan-shaped area that is unobstructed and blocked. From the outer arc of this fan-shaped, you can see the entire campfire camp without delaying casting spells. Just like a road in the grass, the rabbit will take this road in order to save effort. Zhao Mai deliberately left a fan to give the dwarf a better offensive direction.

So please remember that the roads left by the enemy that seem easy to walk are not good.

Then, he found a vine and pretended to set up trip ropes. In fact, he didn't set up traps, otherwise he wouldn't have to worry about it in the forest terrain. Wouldn't it be a solution to the problem by directly triggering the traps? This trip rope would not trip anyone at all. It was just to make the dwarf raise his legs and increase his movement range.

Zhao Mai hid in a high place, using the light of the bonfire to always pay attention to the ground around the tripping rope. When the loose leaves moved on the slippery moss, he knew that the dwarf was coming.

Then he threw short branches to attract the dwarf's attention, then he mustered up the courage to jump down and pounced down from a height close to three floors. In a daze, there was no fighting call, only the axe that kept rising and falling and the "cracking" slashing sound.

After a while, Zhao Mai finally came to his senses, looked down at the messy stains on his body, and began to be glad that he had taken off his clothes in advance. Then, he shook his head, as if he wanted to throw out the terrible idea of ​​"killing someone himself". But this was of no use except to increase the feeling of dizziness.

Removing the shield, Zhao Mai squatted down and let go of the reserve grain that tied his mouth and hands and feet. Aliang looked at Zhao Mai with a very innocent and pitiful expression, took a light bite on his finger, and then quickly licked it with his tongue. Zhao Mai touched its head and said apologetically: "You are too young, I dare not let you speak out, for fear of destroying the ambush plan. When you grow up, we can practice more cooperation and fight together. I know you are very powerful, right?"

"Wang!" The reserve grain shook its tail at high speed and expressed its agreement.

He found some leaves to rub his body hard and stretched his limbs. It was not an easy job to squat on the branches all the time. Zhao Mai only felt that the pressure in his body was concentrated on his lower body, and he spent most of the time in soreness and pain. The excitement of fighting was originally a painkiller, but after he entered a state of relaxation, the pain became worse and worse.

The only thing that makes people forget this pain is to check the spoils. Thinking of this, Zhao Mai's waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer hurt, and it is no problem to squat for another five hours in one breath. All the wounds of the dwarf are above the neck, and all his property is below the neck, which is perfect.

Some people would say why Zhao Mai didn't vomit when he saw the corpse? The bloody smell at the scene was a little stronger, but the battle had just happened and it had not become smelly yet, and the stimulation was not that strong. And the visual stimulation... Well, as an otaku who had fought with zombies for thousands of hours in electronic games, what kind of scene had never been seen? The designers racked their brains and tempered their already thick nerves in a stronger and more indestructible direction with a dedicated attitude that surpassed the common sense of nature. Zhao Mai looked at the dwarf and felt disgusting and nauseating, but he was not out of control.
Chapter completed!