As his strength becomes stronger and his methods become more and more numerous, Sherlock has not experienced the taste of death for a long time.
Such a clean death this time did not make him have any doubts about his own strength.
Because obviously, his opponent is not weak either.
Not only is he not weak, but he is well prepared.
In fact, from the very beginning of the battle, Sherlock had already fallen into the battle rhythm that had been designed by the opponent.
Whether it's Yan returning to the sky, snowfall changing the environment, or escaping to the shadow plane, it is likely that the other party has expected it.
It even includes the resurrection ability of the Virgin's Coffin.
In one-on-one PK, the actual effect of resurrection is far less powerful than imagined.
Since I can kill you once, it will be almost easy to kill you again after you come back to life as long as I stand guard over the corpse or even put a knife directly on your neck.
Especially for a ninja who is good at assassination, he will not give you the slightest time to react, let alone use skills.
Fortunately, Sherlock is not alone, he has two natural partners.
Chirp——
Along with a clear cry, a burst of fire suddenly blocked the sky.
The masked ninja looked up, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but finally left Sherlock's body before the flames fell.
She knew that this druid had the ability to resurrect, but she didn't know exactly how long it would take for him to be resurrected.
As a ninja, she would naturally not be able to resist this seemingly powerful flame and continue to defend it.
The blue flames burst into flames as soon as they fell on the snow.
Lan's Sparks Start a Prairie Fire has the same characteristics as the Black Flame of the Demonic Dragon. It can burn in all materials and environments and will not be extinguished by mortal water.
A shallow layer of snow directly sublimated into water vapor under the high temperature of the sparks.
The water vapor rises up, and when it encounters the falling snowflakes, it instantly condenses into water vapor.
Under such interaction between the flames and the wind and snow, a burst of white mist soon rose in the mid-air.
After a while, two lights, one bright and one dark, lit up almost at the same time.
The former represents the holy light of resurrection, and the latter is the singularity produced by the distortion of space.
Strengthen·Yan returns!
Sherlock's face almost flew away from the two scimitars.
The black body drew a graceful arc in the firelight, and as soon as it touched the water mist in mid-air, it immediately became one with it.
When he appeared again, he was already sitting on Lan's back, yelling and walking away.
"Little thief, I will spare your life today!"
Even if you run away, you still have to let go of harsh words.
Seeing that Sherlock insisted on running away, the ninja did not continue to chase him.
Because I definitely can’t catch up.
She took off her mask, revealed a pretty face, and said softly: "The target person ran away!"
A man's voice came from the communicator next to his ear: "Forget it, just record the video!"
"Is the money ready?"
"Send the video over and I'll send you money if there's no problem."
"I've seen it, no problem!" the female ninja said coldly, her tone unquestionable.
The other end of the communicator was silent for a long time, and finally agreed.
…
At this time, Sherlock also dialed a number in his contacts.
"Old Xiao, help me check someone out."
"id."
"I don't know. She should have a tool to hide her identity. Judging from her figure, she should be a human or a half-elf. She is a first-level professional thief and a second-level professional ninja. Her weapons are two black scimitars and she can summon black snakes..."
"Okay, I almost know who it is."
"Is this person very famous?" Sherlock knows most of the well-known masters in the Forgotten Kingdom, but there is absolutely no such person in his memory.
"Tenth in the combat power rankings, what do you think?"
"Are you so sure?"
"There are many people who fit your description, but she is probably the only one worth asking me about."
"Do you have her details?"
"Yes, I will send it to you later."
After paying the consultation fee of 800 gold coins, Sherlock obtained the information about the ninja.
The information shows that this person seems to be entering the gaming industry for the first time.
Two months ago, she appeared as a killer for the first time and killed the president of a first-class guild while they were conducting guild activities.
Next, her figure appeared frequently.
In just half a month, as many as ten players died in her hands.
These people are either prominent figures in large organizations or among the top 100 experts in the combat power rankings.
After so many attacks, no one has ever been able to discover her true identity, whether it is her ID or her appearance.
Therefore, many people suspect that she has hidden identity items above the legendary level.
In terms of combat, needless to say the professional skills of a thief. As a ninja, she mainly uses sword skills and assists in ninjutsu.
Among her non-professional abilities, the most noteworthy is her pair of red pupils, which are probably SS-level professional talents, but the specific effects are unknown.
After Sherlock studied this ninja's skill system, he also felt a headache.
Head-on combat is fine. If you are well prepared, you shouldn't have much of a problem if you persist for dozens of rounds.
But as the other party is a thief and a ninja, the assassination that he doesn't know when and where is the most troublesome thing for him.
The combination of undetectable concealment ability and multiple shadow clones is really unsolvable.
Apart from using large-scale skills like Catching Fire to cover fire, there is no other way to deal with it.
Because he was worried that the ninja would follow him again, Sherlock did not go back to fight with Cindy and the others. He said they should separate and flew to the Dragon Jaw Mountains alone.
…
Two days later in a mountain forest.
A fog maggot has just completed the most important metamorphosis in its life and evolved into a fog fly.
The body that suddenly grew up was in urgent need of energy replenishment, and a sweet smell drifted over just at this moment.
It has never smelled so sweet, like a pile of golden garbage that has been stored in the cellar for 100 years.
The longing for food in the soul makes it impatient to embark on the road to find this fragrance.
Along the way, it found many fellow travelers.
He has his own brothers and sisters, the sharp-eyed cat next door, and his good friends, the Jingjialang clan...
There's even their natural enemy, the Eichhornia toad.
I just don’t know why, these monsters that are usually extremely cruel are walking on the same road with it peacefully today.
Maybe, it’s because of the fragrance!
As the fragrance became stronger and stronger, a loud sound suddenly came over.
The bright firelight passed through the layers of shade and reflected on its compound eyes.
It instinctively wanted to escape, but its body was like a moth, involuntarily rushing towards the fire.
puff!
-267!
An arrow suddenly pierced its body, and green blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, the roaring flames swept over again.
"Why?"
"I'm just a kind-hearted little fogfly who just wants to take a bite of golden squid. Why do you want to kill me?"
(Okay, I’ve already given you 400 words, don’t add drama to yourself, and hurry up and get your lunch box)
(Okay, author, are there any chicken legs in the lunch box today?)
