Chapter 69 069

Chapter 69. You've Been Surrounded by Me.

"You still haven't received the signal?"

"No, instructor."

"There's such a thick fog. Could there be a problem somewhere?"

Instructor Doom stood up, his gaze sweeping across the canyon below.

The mist enshrouded the area, like the surface of a lake in early spring or late autumn.

It happened to be early in the morning, and the morning fog mixed with the fog of the mountain stream, as if a young girl's soft hand gently caressed his face, making people feel relaxed and happy.

It also put him in an excellent state.

Suddenly, Doom heard a long and faint cry. It sounded like a cry between a bird and a beast. It sounded like a cry and a roar, but it also made him feel fear in the depths of his soul.

"Leyton, what's that?"

Doom turned around and asked a one-eyed bald man in the team.

"Maybe it's a Wyvern. It's a herbivore, but it shouldn't be here."

Leyton looked for the direction of the sound, his face full of surprise and doubt.

Suddenly, the thick fog in the canyon seemed to be stirred up by a hand from below, as if something was about to surge out!

"Get down! My lord!"

Leyton suddenly rushed forward and pounced on Doom, but he didn't have time to lie down completely. A huge monster suddenly sprang out of the fog and hit his head with its claw. It was like a baseball bat hitting a watermelon. The flesh of the watermelon splashed and the red and white things exploded.

A headless corpse fell limply to the ground.

Doom made a decision the moment he heard the sound. He rolled forward.

As a senior instructor of the Dark Brotherhood, and having trained the new players in various villages for so many years, Doom's ability to escape was much better than that of an ordinary thief.

In an instant, he stood up straight and stepped on the edge of the cliff. The soil behind him fell down.

If the number of enemies exceeded his expectations, he would jump down from here and come back for revenge in the future.

He knew very well that his only chance of survival was to roll into the canyon, into this thick fog.

However, if the number of enemies was small, he would let them understand what cruelty was.

The Wyvern flew past the sky and dropped a person down. Then, it flapped its wings and took off again, but this time, it chose a further position and plunged into the canyon.

Doom frowned. What did this mean? He had to rush out again?

"Hey, don't misunderstand..."

The man that Leyton dropped off approached and raised his hands, shouting, "That thing won't help me fight, so I'm your only opponent for the next ten minutes..."

One person?

Deceive? An illusion?

Although Doom was thinking this, he took two steps forward.

He did not know what kind of medicine the other party had taken to commit such a crazy suicide. However, if the other party was only one person...

Ha! What a joke.

A dagger slid into his palm, and the six men, with Doom as the leader, slowly formed a circle and surrounded the man.

'That's right, that's it. You're the Dark Brotherhood that committed all kinds of evil. You've killed countless murderers with your hands stained with blood. How can you just run away like this?'

Char smiled as he drew his sword. He heaved a sigh of relief as he watched doom leave the cliff.

Instructor doom could be considered a treasure of the novice village. Just like Ksenja, Sonya, Captain Marden, and the others, they were the most well-equipped NPCs. The first few were for close-combat warriors, while Doom was for thieves, and he was the one with the most equipment. Even someone as unlucky as Char would be able to get one or two pieces of equipment from him.

However, this guy had a unique characteristic. He cherished his life, extremely.

Moreover, not only did he value his life, but he was also very good at finding a way out in any desperate situation. His ability to survive was not inferior to the male protagonists in movies. For example, if there were more than two level 20 units on the Dragon's Claw, Doom would not hesitate to jump down. However, he would not fall to his death. Instead, he would hang on the edge of the cliff and hide like a venomous snake. He would observe the battle between the other five and the players and wait for an opportunity to make a move.

Only in this situation, when the other party came up alone, would he be sure that the law of victory had been determined!

Then, just like now, he took out the medieval magical dagger that he had kept for many years.

Instructor Doom had been a grave robber in his early years. He had to take refuge in the Brotherhood because he had participated in an excavation operation targeting the ancestral grave of a high-ranking member of the United Holy Kingdom. This dagger was one of his collections.

Yes, well done...

Char glanced at the dagger that he had wanted for a long time and had a rough idea of what was going on.

He had already corrected his inherent ideas.

In the past, he had always used combat power as the main body of the comprehensive assessment, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

The system did not measure the strength of a team just by their combat power. For example, Rylai was the one who pulled up the most points in his team.

Her skill list was too overpowered, in a place like Howling Rock Canyon, where there were wild beasts, herbs, and all kinds of materials, it could be extremely useful. If she wasn't in a hurry, she would definitely be able to produce a perfect result.

Therefore, the difficulty of the mission this time was mostly due to her, and it was much more difficult.

As such, the spoils of war were more abundant than what Char remembered.

Unfortunately, he had yet to experience the change in difficulty.

The silly vulture was killed by the dark, and the female vulture was killed by Skadi in seconds.

The only thing that could explain the situation was the battle in front of him, so Char wanted to experience it for himself.

He wanted to experience the new thing after 178 rounds.

Char lowered his Misty Sword, and as he watched the encirclement tighten, Char's warlike blood in his bones was gradually awakened, and her eyes became brighter.

He licked his lips and shouted, "I declare! You've been surrounded by me alone!"

Then, he charged forward like a sharp arrow.

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On the second trip, the Wyvern brought up Apple Pie, Rylai, and Evelynn. The Dark Elves could already smell the thick stench of blood even before they passed through the fog.

She frowned and was slightly worried about Char.

When the Wyvern pierced through the White mist and rose to the sky, everyone saw the final scene of the battle.

The five corpses fell to the ground in all sorts of strange positions, forming a large circle. Only Instructor Doom and Char were left.

In his early years, Doom only had three fingers left on his left hand. He could not hold a dagger, so he tied a special blade fist to it.

When the three fingers were put together, the tip would form a sharp blade, and anyone who was not familiar with him would have suffered a loss with this weapon.

He had extremely strong observation skills. He could see that although the other party had killed five of his subordinates in a row like a god who had descended from heaven, he had also exhausted more than half of his physical strength. As long as he used continuous attacks to suppress the other party, he would definitely be able to break through.

With this thought in mind, Doom's movements became even faster. The sharp blade in his left hand and the dagger in his right hand were used alternately, as if they were two drill bits that were moving back and forth. His attacks were like a storm, and they were continuous.

On the other side, Char was trying his best to avoid a head-on clash with the other party, constantly retreating.

The two of them were in a circle formed by the corpses. One of them attacked like a rainbow while the other moved around. From time to time, Char would be cut by the sharp blades, leaving bloody marks on her body. She looked extremely miserable.

He was just one breath away!

Doom's eyes were red, and blood gushed up to his face. He was gasping for air.

The cold air he breathed in had a sweet and fishy smell, and his lungs hurt faintly when he breathed in. However, he firmly believed that he was only one breath away from breaking through the opponent's defense. As long as he held on for one more second, the opponent would definitely fall before him!

Suddenly, a shadow flashed over his head, and Doom's heart turned cold.

The ten minutes ran ran is up?

"Don't be distracted, Instructor Doom."

The Misty Sword followed Char's voice and stabbed out from a strange angle. Doom, who was distracted for a moment, was instantly stabbed in his right wrist, and blood started to flow.

He was shocked, and after this shock, fear and long-suppressed fatigue emerged at the same time, and in just a few seconds, he was completely defeated.

Char seized the opportunity and thrust his sword out like a dragon!

The tip of the sword pierced through the leather armor, nimbly bypassed an iron piece used to block fatal injuries, and went through the heart.

Doom fell to one knee, covered in blood.

Char's body was also stained with blood. He slowly pulled the sword out of his opponent's chest, flicked the blood off the blade, and wiped it on the dew-stained grass.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the approaching Wyvern.

"My hero is so handsome!"

Apple Pie was a little dazed when they saw this scene.

The strong contrast between the green grass and the blood, the mist and dew, and Char's calm expression made him look like a cold-blooded killer.

It was the smell of hormones.