Chapter 365: Silent warning

After confirming his ability to escape for 24 hours, Zhao Xu continued to take out an octopus tentacle, grasped the sticky and smooth section tightly, and began to chant a spell.
　　 "Ava Malicious Tentacle"!
　　In an instant, two black tentacles came out of his shoulder blades and wrapped around his shoulders, and following Zhao Xu's mind manipulation, they flicked directly within three meters.
　　 The swiftness of speed and the might of offensive are not much different from an ordinary one-level or two-level fighter.
　　This round-level spell, after Zhao Xu's spell lasts forever, is equivalent to that Zhao Xu has two more threatening tentacles who can knock the enemy in the next 24 hours.
　　 From then on, he can cast spells in general, generally controlling his two tentacles to attack the enemy.
　　 Zhao Xu frowned slightly, but the picture was not very beautiful, so he immediately let the two tentacles retract his shoulders and cover them with his cloak.
　　 Unconsciously, how could he become a strange tentacle monster.
　　 Zhao Xu did not stop, he immediately followed the same pattern to draw a gourd, took out a dagger from his backpack, and performed another second-ring spell
　　 "The Cloud of Blades".
　　 As Zhao Xu squeezed hard, the entire dagger was instantly shattered, and directly turned into a blade-shaped cloud of mist, hovering around Zhao Xu.
　　 It seemed that there was an invisible blade in the air aimed at the direction Zhao Xu was looking at.
　　 Zhao Xu stared directly at the sparrow flying attached to the corner of the courtyard wall. It was within the range of 9 meters.
　　 Zhao Xu's thoughts moved, and the sword suddenly became angry, and saw the sparrow that had braved the severe cold directly stiffening and fell freely to the ground.
　　 It didn't even know that it died, that he had just withstood the terrible blow of the 18th-level attack power.
　　 Blade Cloud is also a round-level spell.
　　 After Zhao Xu lasted, he was able to condense his own knife energy every round and issue such a sharp dagger extreme piercing blow.
　　 Moreover, the attack power of the dagger condensed by this spell is determined by the addition of his caster level (level 12) and the intelligence adjustment value (6).
　　 Both Zhao Xu are the top players among the players, so they stack up a full 18-tier attack, making it impossible for ordinary people to resist.
　　 Ordinary people who were hit by his sword like this, he himself was no different from that of a dagger, and he fell to the ground and died on the spot.
　　 After the latter two methods, Zhao Xu equivalent to obtain two major attack methods.
　　 Even if he runs out of spell slots next, he can kill him in low-end battles with two tentacle attacks and one sword attack every round.
　　 He used a second-level spell and a third-level spell in exchange for a special offensive ability that lasted 24 hours to make up for the last shortcoming of insufficient battery life after his spell slot was exhausted.
　　 After figuring this out, Zhao Xu directly kicked his legs and walked on a volley. He walked out of the courtyard of Mrs. Betty's house and walked back into the downtown area of ​​Shuanglu Town.
　　 Recently, the town of Shuanglu has become like the source of its name, and frost has begun to appear on the abundant banyan trees from the original condensation.
　　 However, there are still many common people in the small town's market, who are wrapped in cotton clothes that are not thick to sell mountain products or handicrafts.
　　 Everyone is trying to sell as much as possible before the cold night comes, and shout out loud in the evening.
　　Shuanglu Town itself is not the place where the player came from. At this time, Zhao Xu also encountered a few waves of players who came here to do tasks on the road.
　　 "This cold weather, it's too cold." A white-haired soldier, standing in front of a luxuriously decorated shop, said tremblingly.
　　 "You 16 are so cold?" The dwarf poet on the side sneered. He was about a meter tall, with dark brown skin under his blond hair, and a small harp hanging on his chest, which seemed a bit funny.
"I'm with my 16th physique, so I don't wear less. It's like you're almost wrapped up as a hedgehog." The white-haired soldier retorted, "I have to go to Mystra after the is over. Buy a sweater and add it."
　　 "Hey, when do you think we players can enter this kind of auction openly and spend a lot of money." Another halfling rogue on the side also complained, but his eyes kept patrolling the prey on the street.
　　 "Don't even think about it, I heard that several well-known player unions in Mistral have secretly sent people over, but I haven't seen one in my shadow, and I don't know whether it's true or not." said the dwarf poet.
　　 The four of them were in a team, discussing together.
　　 After hearing the topic, Zhao Xu did not expect to be so coincidental. These four players also escorted their employers to tonight's auction.
　　Especially, among the seven races initially selected by the player, he encountered two of the "halfling", "gnomish" and "dwarf" among the three shorts, which made him unable to help but slow down and observe.
　　 Compared with humans who live in disorderly place, most of the other races have fixed residences. Even the elves and dwarves have established huge kingdoms, and their own vocational training is also a self-contained system.
　　 Therefore, Zhao Xu and the others do not often see creatures of other races in human towns.
　　 Zhao Xu can only rely on a few words from the other party to judge the number of people in the auction tonight, which may exceed his imagination.
　　 But he didn't entangle anymore. He put on his "institution goggles" and walked to the temporary booth to "treasure hunt".
　　 The halfling wanderer stood in the shadow corner, watching Zhao Xu just pass by a few of them, and walked to the stall not far away, constantly looking at him.
　　 "Hey, don't cause trouble, the employer is still inside." The white-haired soldier looked at his halfling teammates eagerly and couldn't help but warn.
　　 Fightings caused by players' abuse of "hands-on skills" basically happen every day. It was not until the Mystral Guards Department arrested and imprisoned a wave of rogue players into jail, which slightly suppressed this evil spirit.
"Don't worry, it will be soon. Although the other party looks very simple in a robe, I don't think the gold-plated brass goggles are anything but mortal." This man has a lot of skills and craftsmanship (alchemy). The wanderer licked the corners of his mouth, showing a look of excitement.
　　 "I'll be back soon. Think about it, even the most insignificant glasses can be magical items. Where is the real magical equipment, especially the walking stick, I suspect it is of great value."
　　 Hearing what he said, the dwarf poet who has
appraisal
in his job skills was also in deep thought, and kept reminiscing about the figure that the opponent had just walked past.
　　 Ordinary people want to assess whether the items in their hands are magic items, and they can also rely on "detection magic" or even "identification technique" to distinguish.
　　 But for some suspected "antique treasures" items, if you want to judge whether they are fancy crafts or precious works of heirlooms, most of them will seek advice from poets or wanderers who have "appraisal" of their skills and have been specially upgraded.
　　 After thinking about it, the dwarf poet said, "The priest's sacrificial robes are probably not ordinary things. The density of the needles and threads even exceeds the current level of craftsmanship."
　　 The halfling wanderer next to him was even more excited when he heard it, "Wearing a sacrificial robe without armor, it looks like a fat sheep, probably from the kind of noble family who was sent to the church to serve the gods."
　　 "Don't be planted and wait a while." The white-haired soldier always felt that the priest had invisible murderous intent, and quickly warned the halfling.
　　 "Come on, it's the kind priest of the goddess that I dare to do. I am only punished if I was discovered." The halfling wanderer looked back at the goddess priests he had stolen before, proudly.
　　 Their players have mastered the "hands-on-hand" ability, but it is not easy to use, then what kind of player is it called?
　　 As he said, he lowered his footsteps and lurked over silently.
　　Because of their short size, halflings are inherently flexible and not easy to fall, and they are very athletic. Compared with human players, they have other bonuses.
　　 is the Tier 2 racial bonus of the "sneak" skill, which makes his usual "sneak" skill more silent.
　　 And at this time, Zhao Xu was holding up a bronze statue and looking at it. Once he found a half-damaged bronze griffin statue at the booth of his former friend, and he picked it out and gave it to the other party.
　　 But in Shuanglu Town near Mistral, Zhao Xu glanced roughly and felt that he should be able to give up his thoughts on leaks.
　　 He might as well think about going to a nearby firm to prepare a deposit for tonight.
　　 Although the market price of the +6 intelligence headscarf is only 36,000 gold coins, he can still get the 3,600 gold coins for the mere bid, but he can't make the final price.
　　 Suddenly, the tentacles singing on Zhao Xu's back twisted.
　　 He turned his head directly, and noticed that there was a halfling in front of him who was not much different from his squatting height. His face was ruddy and his eyes turned brown, with long sideburns, but he didn't have the slightest beard.
"Mr. Pastor, suddenly I am a little confused about the goddess' doctrine, and I want to come over and ask you." For flexibility, the halfling wanderer only wears the weakest defensive leather armor, and at the same time wears a rapier and a dagger around his waist. .
　　 While talking with a hippie smile, he couldn't help but glance at his dagger, wondering how to deal with the conflict. But this is also the worst-case scenario. He was sure that the priest would not vent too much.
　　 Kindness can be deceived, he had already grasped this point.
　　 Just now, the wanderer stood in the shadow corner, so Zhao Xu glanced over, but he did not expect that he would become the opponent's prey instead.
　　 Zhao Xu chuckled, "The goddess has a doctrine that stealing is forbidden."
　　 As he said, he patted the halfling on the shoulder, "Little warning."
　　 Then Zhao Xu gently closed the zipper on the side pocket of his backpack, stood up and walked to another store.
　　 The three people in the distance have been watching the situation here and saw that the priest suddenly got up. They thought there was a battle. They were holding their weapons, but they found that the other party left directly.
　　 It's just their halfling teammates who have been standing silently.
　　 "It's a bit weird, let's take a look." The white-haired soldier felt a little bad, and directly carried the giant sword on his back and walked over with the other two teammates.
　　 "What's the matter, Dwarf?" The white-haired soldier taunted watching the rogue still motionless.
I saw the halfling wanderer ~EbookFREE.me~ just turned around so stiffly, "Just now he just looked at me like this after he said it, and it scared me to death. It's the kind of murderousness that really killed people. , I'll go, this shouldn't be an evil priest."
　　 "Then why are you motionless just now." The dwarf poet said irritably, "I thought you were dead."
　　 "This is terrifying, you know, two tentacles just wrapped around and tied my feet, scaring me to death." The halfling wanderer said nervously.
　　 At this time, his expression was excited, and suddenly a small wound less than half a finger's length burst out of his face, bleeding.
　　At this moment, the three of them couldn't help but feel a tingle behind their backs when they saw this scene. After a while, the white-haired soldier gritted his teeth and said, "Fool, you quickly wipe your face."
　　 At this time, the halfling touched his face and realized that his face was slipped silently.
　　 is just as thin as a cicada's wings, so slight that it is difficult to feel the wound open until now.
　　 This is the other's small warning.
　　 "It's really dangerous, this Arthur still has invisible sword energy. If it's a little bit too low, I won't have to be cut." The wanderer said with lingering fear.
"Yeah, if you just succeeded, now I am here to collect the body of your cut throat. The priest is kind and can deceive your sister. Who knows if it is an evil priest? You want the four of us to become zombies and jump behind each other. Bounce?"
"Don't jump these days, this broken town is all Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I guess the opponent should be at least level 10 or above, so that they can cast spells without having to educate you so silently." Said the elf ranger.
　　 After listening, the four of them all looked in the direction where the pastor had disappeared, but their minds were different.