Then there is Bentifel, a half-orc berserker. His first-level profession should be a warrior with heavy armor. He has two short axes in his hands. He can fight fiercely, but he doesn't know why he doesn't kill many people.
Not to mention Samagar, who is fighting desperately with Lysis, it's a miracle that he hasn't been beaten to the ground yet.
Finally, there is Jinbei, the Zoro fish man. From the previous battles, it can be seen that the monk who has taken up the second-level professional sea knight's output ability is definitely not weak, but he has been protecting Samagaur and cannot let go at all. hands and feet.
So to sum up, this group of ranks are either lords or commanders, and they all work as NPCs with hidden second-level professions. Their combined number of kills is not as high as that of a level 38 player like him.
He had no choice but to say anything to the teammates he chose, even if they all hung up. He could only try his best to fight.
Multiple, super large jade, golden shuriken!
Seven balls of golden light scattered from the same origin and fell towards the places where the sahuagin were the densest.
Boom! Boom!...
Huge explosions sounded one after another, and the murlocs located near the point where the spell landed were directly bombarded into debris. Those further away also suffered varying degrees of damage depending on their distance.
Seven explosions occurred, covering almost the entire battlefield and bringing the entire battle to its second climax.
The sahuagin who were already red-eyed with killing would not be defeated by the death of their companions or even their commander. This kind of creature, which exists just to kill, had blood in its eyes and rushed forward in an even crazier manner.
This development was unexpected by Sherlock. He thought that with the intimidation of dragon power and such heavy casualties, this group of sahuagin would flee in fear of fighting, but in the end it was self-defeating.
Having already exited Dragon Power Mode, he does not have the ability to fight so many mobs head-on. Whether he can even escape is unknown.
Well, actually he had a chance to run out, at least before the group of fishmen around him rushed up.
It's just that he spent the last time escaping to pick up the drops. After playing the game for such a long time, this was the first time that he disliked the boss for dropping too many.
Excellent equipment, skill books, job transfer certificates...
Just as Sherlock bent down to pick up the last thing, Celine's slightly helpless voice came from behind him.
"You really don't want to die."
Then a white light flashed, and the two people and the dog disappeared out of thin air under the fish-man's sword.
"Thank you, Celine. If you have the chance to go back, I will treat you to a drink!" Sherlock said excitedly while browsing the harvest in the space ring.
Different from his painting style, Celine's answer at this time seemed much more serious: "It's not the time to be playful and smiling yet."
Sword Masters have always been the leaders of the Battle Mage Team. In addition to learning how to fight, they also receive rigorous tactical training.
Whether it was her behavior of asking for money or her life just now, or her current lax attitude, they were incompatible with the concepts she had accepted all year round, so her tone unconsciously contained a hint of reprimand.
"Sorry, I'm used to it." Celine reacted immediately. This druid was not her teammate, let alone her subordinate. She could not treat him with the same attitude as before.
"It's okay, the current situation is indeed not optimistic."
Sherlock did not blame the other person. After all, everyone has different codes of conduct. There are always some things that he is accustomed to but others hate. As long as it is not too much, he can understand it.
What's more, his mentality just now was indeed a bit impetuous.
"We should be prepared to evacuate at any time. I also have a group teleportation scroll here. It only takes less than a second to leave this battlefield." Celine suggested.
This sword mage's backup plan is really one after another. It is estimated that if he had not met a senior from the same sect last time, the situation would never be so embarrassing.
"I'm going to persuade my captain to keep an eye on the orc," Sherlock said.
It doesn't mean that they can't leave. The key to their problem is whether they are willing to leave.
The half-orc has been blinded by the rage of revenge, and he probably has plans to commit his life here.
As for Samajar, his behavior is a bit elusive. He has always been very stable. He is not like the average middle school boy who only talks about dreams, but takes active actions with a plan and purpose.
He said that the other party would fight to the death for his beliefs, but when it came to a life-and-death moment, his captain would definitely give priority to saving his life.
This does not mean that Samajar does not care about his beliefs, but it is because he knows that only by living can his beliefs and ideals have a chance to be realized.
Under the siege of the fishmen, he rushed all the way to the battlefield on the other side. Sherlock and Jinbe leaned back to back, but he hesitated to speak.
Facing an NPC like Jinbe, if he directly said that he wanted to run away, his favorability would drop dramatically, so he had to change his explanation.
"Bantifer can't hold on any longer!" The implication is that we should run away.
Before Jinbe could reply, Samagal was struck beside them with a sword.
"Believe me, we will win." After saying something hastily, he rushed forward again.
Having said that, if Sherlock continued to bring up this topic, it would be obvious that he did not trust the other party. After taking a bottle of blue-returning potion, his ice mist technique blew out.
Before the cold air dissipated, a drizzle of light rain enveloped the entire battlefield.
In fact, instead of praying for rain, he wanted Huayedi to use Mist Calling, which together with his ability to blend into the water would greatly enhance his mobility and survivability.
But the thick fog will also have an impact on them, and the other NPCs don't have as strong a sense of perception as him. It would be embarrassing if they were accidentally hacked to death.
Secondly, it was due to Jinbei's needs. Without sufficient water resources, the opponent's second-level profession would not be able to display its proper characteristics at all. The rain should be enough now.
"Deal with those adventurers first!"
When Sherlock heard the sound, he looked at some old friends not far away.
Unlike the other sea elf team, Hui Feng and the others had been hiding behind the sahuagin and had not suffered many casualties.
It is undeniable that they have indeed brought great trouble to Jinbei. It is no wonder that after receiving support, they are the first people Jinbei wants to solve.
Although we are old friends, especially Hui Feng, we can say that we have a close relationship with him.
But when it comes to interests, professional players like them have always made a clear distinction.
