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Chapter 045 Razor Boar

Half a month later.

Inside Gaienyi Forest, tall trees on both sides are densely rooted around. The dense and thick leaves cover most of the sunlight. Only a small amount of sunlight transmits through the gaps, barely allowing a trace of light deep in the forest to be vaguely distinguishable.

What object is it.

"Huh~~~"

The sound of heavy breathing rose and fell regularly, and then suddenly a figure rolled out from the emerald green grass. He was holding a bright silver scimitar, wearing a messy hunting suit, and high leather boots because of the

It rolled over and was cut dozens of times by sharp rocks.

"It looks like they have followed me, and they should be around here." The shoulder-length flaxen hair is messy and scattered on both sides of the shoulders. The sallow face and a pair of dark eyes are like sharp swords, sweeping straight.

Looking at the surrounding scenery and chapped lips, he continued to mutter to himself: "I can feel its breath approaching. It seems that I should know that I am here."

After saying these words, his slender white fingers held the scimitar tightly.

He is Grant!

Since he ran to Gaienyi Forest half a month ago, he has spent half a month hunting and capturing. He finally raised his level from level four to level five, and his demon pet also gained a more powerful one.

A fifth-level magic pet. But when the energy of level five was half full, he found that if he wanted to upgrade to level six, he would have to spend more than half a month, or even a month.

Grant thought carefully and felt that it was not cost-effective, so he simply trained his fighting skills here.

After all, this world seemed so real. It was impossible for him to just improve his physical fitness without even exercising his basic combat reflexes. If he didn't exercise regularly and treated it as a game, Grant knew that he would soon die in the world of glory.

"Woo~~" The surrounding grass and woods rustled, and from time to time there was a low roar. Their voices were full of a cold sense of danger. At this time, the sounds gradually approached Grant. Hearing these sounds, Grant clenched his hands tightly.

Hold the scimitar hilt.

suddenly--

Grant felt a sudden chill in his heart, like falling into an icy lake. His whole body was as cold as ice, and even goosebumps appeared one after another. He knew that there must be a monster watching him from behind. At this time, he

If you don't fight back, you may be torn into pieces of flesh and blood by the opponent.

"Behind." Grant gritted his teeth, turned around and took a step back, holding the scimitar in his hand forward.

"Woo~~"

The razor boar, covered with jet black manes all over its body, grunted twice. Its huge body was nearly three to four meters tall, with two snow-white fangs. It locked Grant with its red eyes. It raised its head and grunted, then trampled the ground.

, raising a cloud of dust and rushing towards Grant.

"Come on." Grant took a deep breath, put one foot on the ground, and stretched out his scimitar with the other hand to attack the razor boar's belly. The bright silver sword light drew a silver line in mid-air, and quickly

Cut to the abdomen.

"Snapped!"

The Razor Boar's eyes showed disdain, and he pushed the scimitar forward with his fangs. The huge force instantly caused the scimitar to miss. At this time, Grant's whole body staggered several steps, and the scimitar was also numb and shocked due to the tiger's mouth.

Fly out.

"It's so powerful. It's worthy of being a level 6 monster. Even if I reach level 5, I can't break through its protection with a scimitar. It's too powerful and terrifying." Grant showed a look of surprise and felt numbness in his left hand.

Awesome, a bright red drop of blood slowly flowed down the index finger and landed on the wet soil surface with a splat.

Grant took a deep breath. Regarding the razor boar, which is relatively rare in the game, he also knew that the opponent was a very powerful monster. It was obviously unrealistic to use a scimitar to deal with it.

"Wow~~~"

Grant understood that the opponent's weapon was too powerful, and he didn't have many ideas for the time being. He understood that he had no way to win it in close combat, and could only come from other directions. A black flame appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and a black composite longbow

Suddenly emerging from the flames, Grant held the longbow in one hand and slowly injected a burst of mana.

The milky white mental power merged with the bow of will. Three fine steel arrows appeared from the reserve space on the quiver behind his back. He was holding a long fine steel arrow, closed his left eye, pinched the tail directly, and squeaked

With one sound, he stepped forward.

"call out!"

The stainless steel arrow with golden flames turned into a stream of light and shot towards the Razor Boar's body. With a hiss, the long black arrow penetrated the skin within a few centimeters, but for the Razor Boar, it was just a little painful.

He lowered his head and roared, grunted resentfully, and rushed towards Grant again.

In its eyes, the man in front of it has no strength. The only trouble is the weapon in its hand. Every time an arrow is embedded in its body, it can feel the burning pain, and even the wound does not heal in a short time. The blessing is sharp, for

The wound itself has a destructive effect, and general recovery ability will be affected.

"Two consecutive shots!" Grant retreated and turned into an afterimage among the grass and trees. He quickly dodged, holding two long black arrows with one hand at the same time, aiming at the razor boar that was following closely behind him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two pale golden streams of light streaked through the void, towards the two eyes of the Razor Boar, and there was a pop. Grant, who has excellent bow and arrow skills, has analytical skills and is very good at things like fixed guards. Although it is not as useful as a sight, analysis

Come down and you can always find the best shooting angle.

Two arrows were fired at the same time, and even if the Razor Boar was smart, there was no way to dodge it. The jet-black fine steel arrow shot deeply into the red eyeball, and crimson blood flowed down the long arrow, and it also trampled and trampled like crazy.

Roaring, the gray-black hooves vigorously threw the black soil.

"Two more."

After Grant produced two long steel arrows out of thin air, he shot two more, hitting the belly and the center of the head respectively.

In the end, with the assistance of the Bow of Will, Grant killed the sixth-level monster alone. The only troublesome thing in the whole battle was that one arrow cost him 0.1 mana and mental power. After a dozen arrows, he was gone.

There is no fighting ability.

"Although it is a bit troublesome, under basic circumstances, there is not much of a problem. It's a pity that I don't have advanced swordsmanship now." Grant showed a look of disappointment. After entering this glorious world, he did not have any advanced swordsmanship in his memory.

Only the most basic tricks.

However, the high-level swordsmanship in the Fire City was controlled at the level of barons and nobles. This temporarily left Grant with no special performance in close combat and could only rely on the Bow of Will in his hand.

Suddenly, the surrounding grass was still shaking, and a lot of buzzing sounds were heard all around.

Four razor boars stepped out of the grass, their eyes fixed on Grant, as if they were enemies. Their vicious and scarlet gazes made Grant instinctively wary. He waved his hands, and two jet-black flames ignited in front of his body. At this time

A wolf roar came from the flames and spread throughout the forest.

Grant couldn't help but smile, his eyes sarcastically falling on the razor boars in front of him.

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Chapter completed!
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