Soon, a lone corrupt monster wandered to a few steps in front of Woody.
This is a ragged adult, but even so, it can be seen that his clothes are of good quality and even have an inner lining. He is obviously a resident of the trading area or a foreign traveler.
Usually when you come to a strange place, someone will remind you.
Don't go to remote places at night, even in the city it's not safe.
Many people disappear in Palermo every year. In the eyes of some people, the indigenous people and players are actually just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Women with good looks may be taken as slaves and sold to a tavern in another port to serve as call maids. Women with good physiques may be sold to evil wizards and warlocks who need human bodies as materials.
And what is in front of me seems to be the latter.
The traveler who has been transformed into a corrupted aberration has lower perception than ordinary people, but if he takes action, his strength and recovery ability are enough to make anyone who encounters this monster for the first time panic.
Because the weaknesses of each corrupt monster are different, if you rely on your previous battle experience, you are likely to suffer a big loss.
Woody naturally understood this kind of creature, and after careful inspection, he found that the rotten monster in front of him had a sharp black horn on its face covered with pustules and cysts.
The "distortion core" is in the head.
Knowing this in his heart, he slowly waited for the corrupt monster to turn its head, and then slowly followed him until he was two steps away.
The long steel sword in his hand was already quietly held in both hands. The sword was bathed in the cold moonlight and slashed directly towards the head of the corrupt monster.
——"Shadow Ambush Launched."
——"Swordsmanship·Horizontal Slash."
——"Successfully hits the vital point, causing 22 (+3) vital damage to the target."
-- "Target decapitated... death saving throw... death saving throw failed."
——"The target is dead, gain 41 experience points."
…
The body of the corrupted aberration that had lost its head fell limply. This assassination was accompanied by the chirping of insects in the manor's gardens, and did not disturb the other corrupted aberrations that were wandering unconsciously.
This time it was easier to cut off the aberration's head than the last time.
But it's normal. Now Woody has put on the "Stone Shaping Gloves" just now. Coupled with the previous "White Wolf Mask", his personal panel strength attribute has reached 16, which has reached the professional level.
The level of warrior attributes.
Lifting an object weighing two to three hundred kilograms on the spot is no problem for them, let alone decapitating people with a steel long sword that has been enchanted with +1.
As long as the blade is sharp enough, it's not that difficult to split it in the middle.
Putting away his sword, Woody blended into the shadows again without even looking, preparing to ambush another target.
Corruption aberrations are similar to undead to a certain extent, and you can almost tell what loot they have.
Apart from experience, there is no oil or water.
But that's enough.
The night is still very long tonight, and the banquet has only been over for less than an hour. When it is completely late at night, there are still two hours until the intersection in Palermo's aristocratic district is closed, which is enough for Woody to slowly clean up the corruption in this manor.
Strange.
If everything goes well, he can successfully advance to level 4 demon hunter tonight.
It's not too far away before he officially decides to leave Palermo and go to the Northland as a level 5 witcher. At most, he can do a few more commissions and clean up a few gnoll camps or lizardman lairs.
However, when Woody used his long sword to cut off the deformed arm of the seventeenth corrupt monster, and as the corpse fell, his total experience points reached only 2800 points, which was 200 experience points short of level 4.
value.
Woody glanced at the manor garden, which was already littered with corpses, and sighed. It seemed that he had no choice but to go back first.
Let’s think of a solution next time with this little experience!
As soon as Woody stepped out of the mansion located halfway up the mountain, several pieces of data appeared on his personal panel.
——"Negotiation successful."
——"You successfully tricked a cultist into treating you as a companion."
——"Negotiation +3, Deception +5, Performance +3."
…
The first one should be a series of lies he told against Oriana, and the second one is the ensuing battle.
——"The adventure is over."
——"After a difficult battle in the basement, you won and your skills have been improved to a certain extent!"
——"Swordsmanship +4, Stealth +2, Movement +3."
…
Then came the showdown in the third garden.
——"The battle is over."
——"After a relaxing night garden ambush, you easily won and your skills have been improved to a certain extent."
——"Swordsmanship +1, Stealth +1"
——"You have obtained some information about the "Sword Cutting" feat."
…
The two fields of his skills will become the following data.
Woody raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Cutting can be considered a good special expertise, which allows him to gain some strength and sharpness when using sword weapons to cut off limbs.
To put it simply, it means getting used to cutting and slashing, and knowing how to use the inertia of the arm to deliver the most powerful heavy slash.
It is also a prerequisite for the warrior career advancement "Master of Execution", which requires the expertise of "cutting off".
However, Woody doesn't go out of his way to train. Compared to this, he still prefers the specialty of two-weapon combat.
But for the sake of efficiency, he didn't use it intentionally at this time.
After confirming that there were no missing corruption anomalies in the garden, Woody easily climbed over the 2-meter-high wall of the mansion. He felt that there was still some magic power left in his body, which seemed to be able to support him back to the winery.
.
While Woody was sorting out the damage on the lapel of his hunting suit and trying to hold it down with a windbreaker or something like that, he took off the White Wolf mask and put on the spinnaker hat. He also put the gloves back into the ring.
, he got it from Orianna. He was not sure if anyone else in Palermo knew about it, so he planned to take it out when he arrived in the North.
The rich man's mansion halfway up the mountain was quite far away from the trading area, so Woody chose to return the same way.
At his speed, he would probably be able to return to the noble district in less than half an hour.
But just as he was leisurely descending the mountain with the moonlight on his back, he passed by the foothills beside the road. At 17 o'clock, with his keen hearing, he sensed a strange rustling sound coming from the dense forest at the foothills not far away.
It was not like the sound of leaves being blown by the sea breeze, but rather like the sound of some kind of arthropod walking, and the sound was getting closer and closer.
Without saying a word, Woody activated stealth, blended his body into the black shadow, and hid in the shadow of a tree trunk, intending to observe for a while.
Then, through the gaps in the leaves, he saw a creature that was extremely familiar in his memory.
Woody's pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw a spider as big as a horse moving quickly in the rugged mountainous area not far away.
The rustling sound was the rubbing sound of eight legs, but where the spider's head should have been, a half-human body was actually installed.
The dark red round belly, dark jade-colored skin, and long silver hair that shines in the shadows all prove that this is something that can only be seen in the underdark.
——"Spider Drow"
However, what puzzled Woody was that the face of the spider-like drow that appeared out of nowhere did not show a ferocious and cruel smile.
But...
Helplessness and fear.
What is she afraid of?
Woody is still thinking.
Following the subtle sound of a spell coming from the forest, he was just one step away from stepping onto the spider-shaped drow that sprinkled the ground with tiny pieces of moonlight, and he was immediately unable to move.
The lavender magic shimmer combined with the stiffness on the face of the female spider drow, Woody, who had spent some time in the Underdark, recognized it at a glance as a magical spell belonging to the Underdark.
