Yun Na and Xue were both in the game, leaving Xiao Fen alone and bored. He checked the time and prepared the ingredients for lunch. About half an hour later, he returned to the room and reconnected to the game.

In reality, it is only thirty minutes, but three hours in the underground cave of the young forest forest have passed by in a flash——

Soft white light bloomed from the fingertips, outlining the sharp and angular lines of the underground world - rugged terrain, jagged rocks, gray-black rock formations and stalactites hanging upside down above their heads. The light dragged out thick lines of ink behind them.

Shadow - illuminates a small area of ​​more than ten feet.

The luminous stone was placed at her feet, and the fluorescent light painted a soft picture - Miss Elf hugged her calves with her hands and rested her chin on her knees; she curled up and sat on the edge of a rock, staring blankly in front of her, as if she was thinking.

What.

The cold water droplets slipped from the cracks in the rocks and hit her face, sending a chill through her heart. Griffin shivered. She raised her head and glanced at the thick rock formations above her head with her emerald-green eyes before speaking with a small

Wiping the water drops on her face with her hands, she breathed on her hands and rubbed them to keep them warm. After a while, she coughed softly.

The weak light trembled. Beyond the boundary between light and darkness, darkness was given life. It swallowed up sound like a living creature, so the cave was unusually quiet - only the occasional clear sound of water droplets could be heard.

Griffith became a little scared. In the hotels in the towns of Oras, beside the fireplace, the warm bonfires reflected the faces of poets and sages. They told countless stories about those that were spread throughout the continent.

The story uses exaggeration to describe the terrifying monsters living in the dark underground. Legend has it that they can steal human lives silently.

Normally, Miss Elf would just raise her chin and laugh these stories away. However, she was truly single in darkness and silence. Watching the small light source and looking around in panic, the legends she had heard in the past seemed to suddenly disappear from the depths of her memory.

It appeared everywhere, making her more and more frightened the more she thought about it.

"Damn mage..." The girl scolded Xiao Fen over and over in a low voice. She firmly believed that her judgment would be correct, but now she was just competing to see who was more patient.\***

But the waiting time was too long, and she almost gave up several times, but in the end she gritted her teeth and persevered stubbornly - this had nothing to do with her at first, but it was like a natural curiosity and strong will.

Psychologically, I can’t let go of being called Miss Elf.

There must be something weird about that mage! As for where the weirdness lies, Miss Elf couldn't tell, but she had a hunch that as long as she kept guarding, she would be able to dig out the truth.

After guarding for about another quarter of an hour, or the duration of one unit of spell, the cold light dimmed from the stone, and the surrounding area suddenly returned to darkness.

Griffith coughed and took out the scroll of light spell from her arms; but before she had time to cast the spell, a cold hand pressed down on her wrist, and then someone covered her mouth from behind.

She felt someone sticking to her from behind and quietly bringing her under control - Miss Elf was frightened, her eyes widened and she struggled desperately; at first she thought that it might be a mage, and her face turned red.

The struggle became more intense.

But immediately she heard a low voice saying in her ear: "Shh-"

This was a woman's voice, a little hoarse but magnetic, full of maturity and sexiness; then Griffin smelled a faint body fragrance - like the smell of laurel, rich but not kitsch - applied to herself

The twin peaks on her back were very tall and straight, which made Miss Elf feel a little bit inexplicably unconvinced.

"Who are you?" she asked quietly.

"Don't say anything, or I'll kill you." The voice said. Then the hand that was holding her wrist loosened and moved to her neck the next moment.

Griffith shivered and quickly calmed down. She didn't dare to speak anymore; then she pretended to lose strength and naturally lowered her hand, just in time to reach her bag of spell materials - but before she had time to take any further action, he strangled her neck.

The cold hands on his shoulders tightened obviously.

"Don't make any small moves, don't make any noise," the voice sneered, "You can't fool me.^^^^"

Miss Elf was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe and could only nod her head. She turned her head slightly. What caught her eye was a pair of strange, indifferent eyes - one gold and one purple, with a cold light - Griffin

With a chill in her heart, she actually read the disregard for life in these eyes. They were the eyes of a murderer.

It was at this time that a rush of footsteps came from the other direction, accompanied by some voices of conversation:

“It seems like we’re going this way——”

"Go over and have a look."

"Have it?"

"There is a way, Captain!"

"Go in. You take the lead! Be careful. Don't poke holes again!"

"You can't blame me, captain. Who knew she was so careful..."

"You can keep talking to the lord about this -"

After hearing these conversations, Ms. Mage's mind suddenly turned away. It seems that this woman has a bad relationship with these people, and it seems that she does not want to conflict with these people head-on. There are only two situations: either she is not strong enough.

, or he doesn’t want to kill anyone.

Judging from the lady's previous words and deeds, the second guess should be ruled out, so Griffin came to a conclusion at once.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and a flash of light appeared at the other end of the corner of the cave——

The woman dragged Miss Elf to hide behind a rock, and the latter remained calm, as if she had given up resistance; in fact, only the girl herself knew that she was just waiting for an opportunity.

The footsteps walked all the way to the front, and the light of the torches dragged out several thick and inky lines on the cave - more than ten people.

At this moment, Griffith suddenly broke free from the restraints and rushed forward, wanting to ask for help. However, the opponent moved faster than her. He punched her in the lower abdomen first, causing her to curl up like a shrimp in pain. She almost died.

She screamed, but before that she covered her mouth with one hand.

Miss Elf's face was pale, and there was cold sweat on her forehead. *****net** She wriggled like an earthworm in the arms of this strange woman, and rolled her eyes several times. The feeling was even worse than death.

The subtle noise attracted the other party's attention, and the group stopped and cast their gaze behind the rock.

This move rekindled the hope of the weak mage lady, but this illusory hope turned into a bubble and burst in the next moment; the woman seemed to understand her thoughts, smiled silently, and grabbed her throat with her cold hands in revenge.

Tightening again and again. Griffith's beautiful eyes widened and his mouth opened, but he couldn't breathe. His pale face turned a sickly crimson color due to suffocation.

But she still didn't give up, and used her last strength to struggle and kick the ground. Although she was getting weaker and weaker, the sound still attracted more than ten players.

"Damn it!" the woman cursed.

Griffin's eyesight turned dark again and again, and it seemed as if many light objects were swimming around in her field of vision. She felt that her lungs were about to explode, and she wanted to cough but couldn't. She hoped from the bottom of her heart that the other party would hurry up, but that

Several people always looked cautious and stopped moving forward. The next moment, a soft white light appeared out of thin air in the darkness: a young mage in red robe appeared from the white light, and then he looked at the situation around him.

Xiao Fen was a little surprised——

He didn't expect that he would see more than a dozen players when he went online in this dark underground place - they were wearing dim-colored chainmail and leather armor, and had several sets of weapons hanging on their bodies - long swords, daggers, and flying weapons.

Axes, and more than a dozen crossbow bolts; they were also uniformly clad in a black battle robe, the emblem on which was a desperate hand wrapped in thorns reaching into the sky; behind them was a dark cloak that hung down to the ground.

Knight of Thorns!

"Who are you?" The other party was obviously more nervous than him, and they did not expect a player to appear here.

Xiao Fen didn't reply at all, and he had no interest in replying. He drew out the dark crossbow with his left hand, and raised his right hand to see x5 range flash dust. He spat out a strange byte in his mouth, and his fingertips drew an arc from top to bottom.

——Just like God said: There must be light.\***, so there was light; this deep underground cave was bright, and the darkness seemed to be instantly ignited by the huge arcane power: with the magic explosion point as the center, it was enveloped.

Large circles of snow-gold powder with a radius of 50 feet fell from the sky. They were shining, and countless refractions stimulated tears to flow from every player's eyes.

As for the saving throw, that's a joke. A mage's I-level spell also has a DC of up to 3o, and as a level 7 or 8 character, the Will saving throw can only reach +6. Even for a high-perception character, with specific specialties, the DC is only about +14.

Even if such a character wants to successfully save, he still needs a d2o roll of 17 or above.

Not to mention that this is a very difficult thing to achieve, not to mention that it is obviously impossible for this group of players to have such a wall of will.

Then there was such a spectacular scene: the mage stood in the darkness, chanting calmly and loudly, raising his hand, as if thousands of golden thunderbolts shot out from his fingertips - these thunderbolts tore through the darkness, like sharp swords

Each one stabbed into everyone's eyes, causing them to hold their eyes and wail loudly. Some people even rolled to the ground in pain.

Miss Griffin, who was hiding behind the rock, opened her mouth blankly, her emerald green eyes filled with incredulity. The scene in front of her completely overturned her knowledge of mages in this world; she knew arcane magic.

It's so powerful. But I didn't expect it to reach such a level.

The woman didn't know when she let go of her hand. In fact, neither of them noticed this. However, Miss Elf felt the woman tremble behind her back, which was the fear of oppressive power——

It is impossible for the player to have such a mentality, so she realized for the first time that there was a BSP behind her; for a moment, it seemed that the red-robed mage had gained the absolute upper hand through a sneak attack. But the Hand of Despair was well-trained after all.

Except for a very small number of people who lost their fighting ability due to pain, most people still made the correct judgment immediately.

The effect of the flash dust is to temporarily blind people with strong light, rather than actually damaging people's eyes, so they can still see some things clearly - such as the approximate location of the enemy; although it looks blurry, like a set of phantoms

, but it’s still much better than turning a blind eye...

The knights of thorns with desperate hands all pulled out their swords, and a metallic sound was heard from the ground immediately; the leader held back the sting and tears. ^^Novel 520o^^ reluctantly raised his eyelids and looked forward.

, roared: "One o'clock direction, human beings are fourteen steps away (twenty feet), charge -!"

Xiao Fen saw two looming streams of light within the scope of the flash dust - they were stalkers, which was why he used flash dust instead of darkness. He smiled, and some of his experiences before level five made him

He is very familiar with the so-called tactics of these players.

But these tactics are too old--

It takes 3 seconds to cast a surprise spell for half a round. The black knights of the Hand of Despair use their swords to observe the order being issued. It takes 5 or 6 seconds to complete a round of preparations and charge at twenty feet. Therefore, the time difference gives the mage another chance to take action.

.

He didn't intend to evade it. Because he didn't have the skill of moving spells, that would cause the next spell cast to fail. Although Xiao Fen had many items that increased the chance of success in arcane spells, as mentioned before, mages didn't like it.

Putting success or failure on luck. He stood on the spot and drew a x5 area of ​​greasy spell - but this spell was unsuccessful. Because before he had time to make a spell gesture, a huge pain swept through his body like a tide.

Come on, make him scream, and the spell will be interrupted immediately.

Pain, equipment with a high arcane success rate has suppressed this curse for a long time, but at this moment it finally took effect.

The opportunity was fleeting. First, the two Thorn Knights had already rushed in front of them. Their eyes were closed tightly - there were still two tears hanging from the corners of their eyes. They let out angry roars and each struck a sword at Xiao Fen: long sword.

Passing by the mage's scarlet robe——
To be continued...