An arrow was shot, and sure enough, the elf on the left immediately added another arrow.
If I had known better, I shouldn't have given this kid precision magic. Xu Zhi groaned, opened the nomad's black bow again, and shot another arrow at the ghoul that was desperately rolling and running away. This one was covered in green and full of venom. The monster collapsed softly.
Looking at the 268 points of experience that had just arrived, Xu Zhi nodded with satisfaction. This harvest of experience is good.
Standing high and with wide vision, except for the summoners standing very far away, they can basically shoot whoever they want, and the increase in height seems to make the bow and arrow projectile more powerful. Three arrows can kill a zombie monster. Xu Zhi never dared to think about it before. Of course, the Nomad's black bow in his hand exerted great force. This powerful output was extraordinary.
"The power of your bow is very strong. Don't waste any arrows. Just leave the crippled ones to us."
The Elf Archer brother spoke freely to Xu Zhi, which made Xu Zhi want to beat him to death.
The death of the ghoul made a certain summoner in the ghost camp scream, and then he was scolded for driving the ghoul too far forward.
"What should I do if I don't move forward even though I'm covered in poison? If I sting those things of yours, you'll have to fight for me."
Everyone has their own reasons. The corpses that started at the third level are gone, causing a commotion in the ghost camp. It's not terrible to maim them. They can just escape and recuperate. But there's no fun in killing them. Not every creature is like this. The jungle elf, with the protection of the elf tree, can be resurrected three times.
"Well done, you are a great guard. This black bow is smoother than anything I use."
Geralt complimented casually. He saw Xu Zhi's act of killing the zombies, and he was extremely satisfied in his heart. At least he did not disgrace the bow.
The strength of the opponent's advanced archery can only be said to be average, but this guy is very powerful and can also use precise magic, which is very scary. This is enough to turn an ordinary archer into an advanced battlefield sniper in an instant.
The elven archers are not very powerful. They hold elven longbows with two or three attack points. The better quality longbows only have four or five attack points, which is far from the level of the nomad black bow.
Unless elves have specially trained in combat skills, ordinary elven archers are very weak. Their natural strength and lack of physical fitness have brought them to the very extreme in archery. Their skills are almost invincible. Many elves can perform archery masters. The power of the two consecutive shots that he has is weak.
Xu Zhi looked out of the very high arrow tower and saw two acquaintances, Aikens and Servesta below the city gate. In addition to summoning wolves, easily induced creatures, Aikens could also release magic with his hands. Arrow, he finally has an attack magic, which is gratifying. Of course, its power is average, not as powerful as Severasta's bow and arrow.
Several arrows killed many powerful creatures, and the unexpected power of the arrow tower gave the ghosts and gods camp a headache.
"Geralt must be on the arrow tower. Only he can pull such a powerful bow and arrow. We must go up and kill him."
"His grandma's Dogana, as long as we kill him, the death of these summoned creatures will be worth it."
"I'm here for revenge. Geralt will die, and all the nobles and civilians in the City of Rain will die."
"As long as we kill their leader, we can gather the summons and come back next time."
"It is impossible to have so many opportunities. The king of Apollo will definitely not sit back and ignore us. He will definitely surround us. Sansio and Jiyi don't know when they will come back. We don't have many opportunities."
"If you don't massacre the city, the Elf King will do nothing. Many people are keeping an eye on Geralt's position. Maybe many people want him to die. Dogana, you are just a coward. What the hell."
"Those elf shooters shot all our summoned creatures into porcupines. If you don't let the demons come on stage, I will quit."
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There were obviously some minor differences in the camp behind the Ghosts and Gods. There was a dispute over whether to kill the leader of Rain City or to destroy Rain City.
Judging from the size of the legion, it is obvious that the Ghost and God Envoy camp has the upper hand, while Rain City only relies on its geographical advantage.
There is no dedicated summoning target, and it takes a long time to summon the army of summoned creatures from the vast sea of monsters. Compared with the ghosts and gods who have been prepared for a long time, the druids of Rain City are anxious and angry, and there are quite a few druids who want to experience it.
Living naturally, if you go into the jungle, you won't be able to come back for a while, and your combat power will be seriously insufficient.
During the shooting process of more than a dozen arrows, elf archers were constantly being rotated out, including the arrogant elf archer brothers.
Xu Zhi's ears finally became quieter. He didn't have enough strength in his body to pull the bow string too many times. Xu Zhi's eyes began to focus on the ghosts and gods behind him. He pulled the bow and shot arrows several times, and he began to slowly understand his shooting.
The power is even combined with the bonus of the arrow tower height, which extends the throwing distance.
Professional modern knowledge has given him a lot of help. Now he is eyeing the most violent one in the base camp of ghosts and gods. The black-robed ghosts and gods have great differences with Dogana. This guy is dancing around and seems to be
He suffered heavy losses in the summoned creatures, so he thought of launching a general attack and relying on demons and other creatures to behead Geralt.
The nomad's black bow was once again drawn to the full moon state, and Xu Zhi, who had calculated the angle and distance, shot an arrow high into the sky.
"You came too high, young man."
The elf archer who was rotated complained: "You can use such a good bow and arrow, why are your skills so poor? Let me tell you, bow and arrow is a science..."
An arrow thrown from high in the sky fell, and the screaming evil spirit finally closed his mouth. The arrow penetrated straight into his head, leaving half of the tail on it.
The new elf archer shut up because he found that his archery gestures and even his skills were not very good, but the power and effect were surprisingly good. All the ghosts and gods in the safety line were killed. What else could he say?
What about the experience of the old elf?
"Maybe it's just luck"
The elf archer thought silently and began to draw the bow and shoot arrows.
The ghost envoy who yelled the most ferociously was killed at the safety line, which made the ghost envoys shiver and retreat a certain distance. Green light flashed from time to time, and protective natural magic covered their upper bodies.
"That should have been shot by Geralt. He is on top of the arrow tower. We can kill him."
Dogana agreed with the dead ghost and god's opinion. As for whether the guy would be relieved to see the God of Death, he couldn't control it. He raised his toes, and Dogana patted the devil on the shoulder, waved, and made many gestures.
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The demon with an evil expression kept nodding, his red skin became even redder with excitement, and the black wingless bone wings on his back kept shaking. He was finally going to take action. As the highest-level creature, the demon has a crazy love for killing creatures on the battlefield.
, this seems to help them advance. For demons, the more they kill, the greater their promotion, especially killing strong ones, which is addictive.
The short-distance teleportation on the battlefield that the body's instinct possesses allows the demons to be as free as the wind on the battlefield. They can go and come as they please, easily and freely. Even if the opponent is heavily guarded, they still have the opportunity to easily escape with their lives after killing the opponent.
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They are the killers that big shots need to be on guard at all times, and they are the most troublesome existences.
"Use the best protective magic for our lovely Demon Highness."
Dogana gave special instructions, and the ghosts and gods who were good at all kinds of magic performed spells one after another. For a moment, green light suddenly fell on the demon. Dogana looked at the castle with hatred.
"Geralt, your end has come. Let my son die, and you all should die too."