After a hurried conversation, the leader of the thieves cursed in annoyance, and then turned his attention to the female player in the encirclement and the natural pet flying in mid-air.
Without speaking, others will know what to do next.
Sherlock, who was hiding in the shadow plane, also saw the movements of this group of people through Lan's perspective. At the moment, he no longer thought about their purpose. He drew out his machete and jumped out of the plane node.
This position was just behind a player. Before his feet even landed, two scimitars climbed up to the opponent's throat.
A lightning strike adds weak point damage, instantly killing this level 26 bard.
"I knew you were still here, everyone, go ahead and explode his legendary equipment." The leading thief was the first to notice that the avatar in the team suddenly dimmed, and he immediately shouted.
How did this group of people know that he had legendary equipment? Judging from the affirmative tone, it seemed that they had already confirmed it.
He didn't use his iconic blue frog form just now, nor did he sense any detection spells such as reconnaissance, so no one should have discovered his identity.
And if they know his identity and still dare to attack him, then you really have to admire their courage.
A group of 25 to 30 level players don't even have a single piece of excellent armor on average, and there is no one who can defeat him under his Lightning Lightning and Crescent Moon.
Even the duration of Shadow Walk had not passed. A total of thirty-seven players fell to the ground one after another, leaving only the stubborn thief who wanted to break through Huayedi's shield.
It's not that Sherlock looks down on the opponent. With those two high-quality daggers, it would take more than a minute to break through the 3,000 shield, even if he stood still and let the opponent slash, let alone face to face.
He turned away from Cindy who kept running with butterfly feet.
Since he had this time, he took a look at the opponent's attributes with the Vision of Truth. There was nothing else to say. The professional talent was quite interesting.
Predator (Level A): When you and your team kill humanoid monsters, you have a 3% chance of obtaining an additional piece of equipment from the opponent. This chance increases to 30% when facing a player.
This talent is simply a natural robber. Although it is only an A-level talent, in terms of financial prospects, it has much more potential than some S-level talents. The second job can be changed to a career such as a red lane exile or a blood devil.
, it is not too difficult for players with better skills to make millions through this.
It seems that the possibility of a vendetta can be ruled out, and it should just be a simple motive for money.
However, this conclusion was quickly overturned. After collecting the fallen items on the ground, Sherlock saw two strange props.
Extraction serve: Killing an elf can extract an additional source of magic power from the opponent's body (if the target is a player, it will deprive the opponent of the ability to cast spells for two natural weeks), and the remaining number of effective times is 1-3.
Not to mention anything else, the special effect of depriving the target of the ability to cast spells after killing it is enough to prove the weirdness of such a prop.
For a pure spellcasting profession, this is a crueler punishment than a drop in level.
As for the source of magic power, he didn't need to guess too much. It should be another kind of black pearl.
Source of magic: magic extracted from elves.
The combination of these two props can only mean one thing. Someone or an organization is secretly stealing the magic power of the elves.
And this behavior has probably been going on for a while, otherwise it would be unexplainable that more than ten black pearls exploded from just thirty-eight players.
"Hey!" Cindy's doubtful voice came from the side, "I seem to have one of these too."
As she spoke, she took out a black pearl from her backpack.
From the appearance point of view, this black pearl is no different from the ones that were exploded from this group of players, and there is no deviation in the item description.
But for some reason, when Sherlock stared at the black pearl, a lion's roar sounded faintly in his mind, and when he reached out to hold it in his hand, a stream of sorrow flowed from above.
Came over.
"Where did you get this?" he asked as he handed it back.
"I saw it when I was shopping. It looked pretty and I bought it."
"Well, you're lucky. This should be a key prop in a certain plot."
With his many years of game experience, he naturally connected these things together at once. He really envied his luck in being able to buy plot props casually while shopping.
However, things like luck cannot be summed up in such a simple way. He himself is unlucky, but that doesn't mean that people with good luck can't share some of this kind of thing with him.
Cindy, a female star, originally had no intention of playing games. Holding this kind of prop in her hand would only destroy the integrity of the plot. Now that she knows that the black pearl was obtained by killing elf creatures, she is even more worried.
Disgusted, I simply gave it to him.
"Thank you very much. If you need any help in the future, just let me know." Sherlock weighed the items and put them into his backpack.
In fact, he only stayed here for three days. In this time, he didn't even have time to get into the plot, and he didn't have time to delve into this quest line. However, there are never too many key props in the plot. Just keep them in hand just in case.
Maybe when it arrives.
The battle here didn't last long, but because there were so many people participating, it still made quite a commotion.
Many nearby teams looked over from a distance, and after seeing the strong performance of the druid who was the minority, they quietly moved the battle further away.
No one can trace the cause of the fight between the two sides. Anyway, it is better to keep a distance as much as possible between such vicious men, who have dozens of them.
Sherlock was happy to see this kind of scene. It didn't matter that he didn't have enough murlocs climbing up the small beach before. The key was that he still couldn't let go.
If an ice mist spell is accidentally used incorrectly, the monsters that offend other teams will be scolded for grabbing monsters at most. If someone is offended, it may not be possible to negotiate. The system determines that you actively attacked and were counterattacked, and there is no reason to explain.
go.
Now it's okay, each side has given him a monster spawning point, which is just enough for him to exert his full strength.
Before the fishmen gathered around him, he silently recited a person's name in his mind, and a breeze blew past his ears, drawing a magic circle in front of him.
In the magic circle, a familiar figure slowly emerged, accompanied by a strong wind blowing in his face.
"Who is calling me? The free and kind Lord of the Wind Element is willing to help all those who are suffering." A woman wearing a green robe said proudly in the wind.
