However, the ferocious jackal's next move surprised Sherlock again. Not only did it not turn around to attack Sherlock, it instead jumped over his head with a leap, and then ran wildly towards the depths of the jungle.
"So, did it escape?" Sherlock looked at the ferocious jackal in the distance and couldn't react for a moment. Although the monsters in the Forgotten Realm are not low in intelligence, so far, he has not heard of any BOSS that can escape.
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"You know better than to chase." Ann angrily put her swords back into their scabbards and stalked after him. Sherlock immediately followed after seeing them.
In the jungle, the speed of the jungle cat was fully demonstrated. The ferocious jackal, which was suitable for short-distance attacks, could not get rid of Sherlock even if he turned on the violent agility to gain a high bonus. And as time went by, the distance between the two sides increased.
Keep getting closer.
"Druid, why do you want to help a drow hunt the life of nature?"
Suddenly, a rough voice came into Sherlock's heart. He looked around in surprise, and finally focused on the ferocious jackal in front of him in disbelief. There were only two creatures nearby, he and the ferocious jackal.
Even An was left behind in the long chase.
"Why would a druid who believes in nature help the despicable drow destroy natural life? Do you know how many lives on the grassland she has killed in the past month? Are you ready to fall into the arms of the God of Hunting?
, or you succumbed to the lustful power of the Spider Queen." The ferocious jackal gave up and continued to run away, turning around and panting heavily. The weakness after the violent rage made it unable to continue running.
Once again, it was indeed the ferocious jackal talking to him again. Sherlock gradually stopped and returned to his human form. His physical strength was almost exhausted. Moreover, he also needed to carefully analyze the real story of this incident, because now an important
The choice was before him, whether to believe in An or the weak and ferocious jackal in front of him.
Although there were no big flaws in An's performance before, it was indeed a bit hasty to subconsciously regard the ferocious jackal as the mission target of the plot event just by listening to her explanation one-sidedly. Sherlock now thinks about his own journey starting from meeting An.
There is something wrong with my mental state, maybe it is not as simple as being a nymphomaniac.
Drow are a type of elves, but the drow who live underground are natural enemies of the surface elves. What is different from the kind-hearted surface elves is that as followers of the Spider Queen Rose, they believe in power, conspiracy, and betrayal.
If An is really a drow, then nothing she says can be trusted.
"Luna No. 1, is An really a drow?" The authorities were confused. Sherlock knew that he had a certain affection for An. He could no longer make a rational judgment and could only summon the person who had reminded him twice.
Luna One asked her opinion.
"Hey, I reminded you twice but there was no response at all. I thought you wouldn't find out until she stabbed you to death from behind." Luna No. 1, who came out of the heart of the devil, taunted:
"You can't see such a clumsy transformation. Have you ever seen a normal person with this kind of skin color?"
Just as Sherlock was about to continue asking, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and a beautiful figure pushed aside the messy vines and appeared in front of him. An finally caught up with her.
"Xiao De, hurry up, let's take care of him while he's weak now." After saying that, An, who had just arrived, drew his sword and rushed forward.
Sherlock stopped in front of An, looked at her quietly and asked, "An, are you really a drow?"
Hearing Sherlock's question, An suddenly stopped walking forward, raised her head and stared at Sherlock for a long time.
"This stinky dog told you, right? After eating my Man'erkou fruit, he actually evolved wisdom. No wonder he can escape from my pursuit again and again." An did not answer directly.
Sherlock's question, he just looked away and looked at the ferocious jackal and said unexpectedly with a little anger.
"I see." Sherlock finally knew the source of the special pleasure when getting along with An. Drow elves are born with a kind of charming power, even if they use deformation to cover up their beauty, this kind of
The power is still effective.
"It's very difficult for me to handle this." Knowing the truth, he was not angry, but felt a little helpless.
As a player, he has killed countless monsters since he entered the game, but in this plot, as a druid, he cannot allow such meaningless hunting behavior.
Ann was also very angry about Sherlock's decision. If it weren't for the punishment of Sunshine, she wouldn't have the temperament to kill so many creatures. She originally planned to trick this druid, but she didn't expect this person to be so ignorant of current affairs.
In this case, she didn't bother to explain. She turned around and canceled her transformation. Her brown-black skin completely turned into a dark purple, her silver hair replaced the original black silk, and her ears returned to the unique pointy shape of elves.
And long looking.
"If you go away now, I can consider saving your life." An drew out her double knives and slowly walked towards Sherlock.
Realizing that the hostility between the two could no longer be stopped, Sherlock decisively took out his scimitar and wooden shield from his backpack, and shouted to the ferocious jackal: "Smelly dog, if you don't want to die, come here and help me."
As for An's name for the ferocious jackal, he felt that it was quite smooth.
Sherlock did not want to transform into a jungle cat, but decided to maintain his human form. A human form with balanced attributes and equipment blessings is more suitable for containing An, who is obviously an agile profession. Although Sherlock is not proficient in this skill with two weapons, he cannot use it effectively.
It has the properties of a shield, but it can still be used to block attacks.
"Entanglement." Looking at the person who came within the range of his spell, Sherlock's hand flashed with green light, and a weed instantly grew up and entangled An's feet, and then quickly moved forward without hesitation.
He slashed at it with his sword.
With a pop, the body that had been cut by the scimitar suddenly shattered. Sherlock felt a chill in the back of his head. He secretly said something bad and hurriedly waved his shield to protect the back of his neck. Then a huge force was transmitted along the shield.
Coming over, he lifted the wooden shield down and took advantage of the situation to roll forward like a donkey and escape.
However, the two swords behind him had no intention of letting him go, and struck at him again without mercy.
When Sherlock loses the initiative, if he doesn't find a way to counterattack in time, he will easily fall into a passive position where he is tired of parrying. If he is not careful, he may be killed in seconds by a few swords.
Natural Transformation - Jungle Cat. The transformation of Jungle Cat is the form that Sherlock is most familiar with. After understanding the secret of natural transformation in the first trial, he is already confident that he can shorten the transformation time to less than half a second.
A speed of less than half a second makes some previously unimaginable things possible.
Sherlock started his natural transformation while rolling forward, constantly changing from his feet to his head. Just as his front paws finished changing, he landed on all fours again. Blades came one after another behind him. He exerted force on his hind legs and jumped forward with a cat pounce.
After landing, he rolled forward and immediately returned to his human form. Then he immediately turned around and took out the spare scimitar.
"I didn't expect you to know how to clone yourself." Sherlock held the knife in both hands and looked at the opponent nervously. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He almost died in one round. Although he escaped with the skills he had just mastered, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.
His small wooden buckler and fine iron scimitar both fell to the ground when he rolled just now. The spare scimitar in his hand was quite inferior in terms of attributes.
The clone technique that An showed also made him uneasy. The clone technique is a third-level skill, which can only be learned by thieves who have reached level 30. An's clone technique is obviously a bit more advanced, and the main body can enter the stealth state.
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But fortunately, from the previous duel, Sherlock could feel that although An's strength attribute was higher than his, the height was limited, and his agility was not much different. This was the reason why he was still persisting, not to mention that he still had
There is a potential ally - the Dire Jackal.
"Smelly dog, if you don't come here to help me, I will try my best to go against the natural way of the Druid and help this drow kill you first." Sherlock shouted again at the ferocious jackal.
Although the ferocious jackal belongs to the same camp as him this time, the relationship between the two parties is not so harmonious, not only because of the previous conflict, but also because the wolf is a cunning predator.
An also knew that he could not delay any longer, so he attacked again with his sword. Sherlock quickly parried with his sword. He wanted to fight back, but An's two scimitars cooperated with each other, and the sword force was continuous and pressed him down.
He didn't even have time to breathe. The ice attack and poison damage attached to the two scimitars made him complain even more. If he accidentally touched them, he would get two debuffs: poison and treatment ban.
Fortunately, after only a few moves, the ferocious jackal, perhaps knowing that Sherlock wouldn't last long, finally joined the battle group. Although his weak state had not completely passed, he could still block the knife with the rough skin and thick flesh of the wild BOSS.
With the stalemate in the battle, the weak state of the Dire Jackal finally passed. Sherlock and the Dire Jackal's cooperation became more and more tacit, and he gradually figured out An's professional system. The opponent should be a combination of a thief and a warrior.
The profession has both strong attack skills like a warrior's slashing skills, and spellcasting abilities similar to a thief's clone technique. As long as you are careful, it is not difficult to deal with it. Therefore, the offense and defense of both sides have begun to gradually change positions.
After a long battle, the most advantageous one is the ferocious jackal. As a wild BOSS, its physical strength is by no means inferior to that of players of level 30 or 40. Druid is always on the defensive in this natural environment, and his consumption is not the same.
Not much, and An's professional characteristics are obviously not the type of frontal assault and attrition war. Assassination and sneak attacks should be her specialty.
Under the ebb and flow of events, An's decline gradually became apparent. In her eagerness to end the battle, she was already confused and had problems with her judgment. She showed flaws several times and was hit by Sherlock. Unfortunately, the combination of his strength and the broken scimitar
The damage done to An's leather armor was in single digits.
"Entanglement technique." Seeing that An was once again forced back by the ferocious jackal, and staggered on her feet, Sherlock repeated his old trick, with a green light flashing from his left hand, and a weed on the ground instantly grew up and entangled An's feet.
"Good opportunity, let's go." This time it probably wasn't a clone. Seeing An's panicked look, Sherlock swung the knife with both hands and slashed at An's neck without hesitation. Seeing the situation, the ferocious jackal pounced and opened its mouth to bite An.
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With a pop, An's figure was shattered again under the attack of a man and a beast.
Sherlock was sure that his eyes had not left An's figure for a moment, but there was no point in thinking about when she had transformed into a clone. The most important thing now was to block the attacks that would appear from nowhere.
"Hidden Mist Technique." Sherlock turned his head when he heard the voice and saw a black mist spreading from An's side, instantly enveloping the two people and the beast.
In the black fog, he could not see his fingers. As a half-elf, Sherlock had a certain degree of dim vision, but in this black fog, he could not see anything. He could only hold the knife across his chest, ready to resist An's attack at any time.
Since she released this skill, Sherlock believed that she must have a way to see the enemy in the dark.
Sure enough, Sherlock felt that a figure kept trying to get closer to him. He wanted to find someone soft to pinch him, so he killed him first and then dealt with the ferocious jackal. It was a good idea, but it was a pity...
