Chapter 87

Although the title of "one Dao Qing Cheng" seems to be common, no matter what the title is, most of its abilities given to players are very practical. It's like xiaotanna. They are more scum than one sword, but their title skill can still bring them a lot of operation space in the battle.

No matter the player's title is weak, weird or even obscene, there is no doubt about the practicability of the title skill. No matter how weak the title is, it will also be accompanied by a skill that conforms to the characteristics of the player and is bound to be useful. There will never be any abandoned moves. Of course, "practical" and "tough" are two concepts. A strong Title naturally has more powerful skills.

Of course, it is the same with the title technology.

When general zarov reached within three meters of his skill limit, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if the boss's head had become a thing in a bag.

A second later, a knife suddenly disappeared in the public's sight, and then suddenly appeared behind zarov, cutting at the back of each other's neck.

Then there was a dull bang.

Zarov, as if he knew in advance where the other side would be, elbowed away, hitting him in the ribs almost as soon as he showed up.

Before the blade of Park Dao in Yidao's hand touched zarov's skin, he was hit by the boss and flew out, hitting the wall, and a large mouth of blood gushed out of his mouth. His eyes were wide open, and his amazement and pain made him totally lose the ability of further action.

Just now, the impact of that blow was so huge that the internal organs of the knife were severely damaged. Although there was no wound on his body, almost all of his left ribs were broken, and the displaced broken bones caused serious internal bleeding, which had an additional effect.

The survival value of one stroke is down to 5, and it's still falling. It's too late for others to save him, because zarov has stopped them and said in an unquestionable, cold voice: "look at your partner, how reckless and impolite he has done." He didn't even look at the fall of a sword on the ground. He knew that the player couldn't stand up.

"If he is not so vulnerable, maybe I will save him, heal his wounds, give him the best food, full rest and exercise, so that he will have the opportunity to participate in my hunting again in the future. Unfortunately... " Zarov made a gesture.

When Ivan saw the general's order, he immediately went to the front of the city, pulled out his revolver, and aimed at the target's eyebrow.

"Save..." It was very difficult for Yidao to speak. He could only spit out a word, and then his head was smashed. His body immediately turned white and disappeared.

All this happened so fast that the impulsive act of making their own decisions left the other four helpless even if they wanted to help him.

His behavior seems to be imperceptible It's like suicide. It is clear to Feng that at the beginning of the script process, any attempt to quickly clear the customs in a short period of time by simple and crude means is impossible to succeed. Unless this man brings the aura of the protagonist, he will surely die if he takes chances to take some smart risks.

The sword saw that his friend was dead in an instant, and his face turned pale. In fact, he just thought that these two bosses were not strong. Compared with those ghosts and snakes in the past script, these two guys with the same appearance as ordinary people are just goodwill ambassadors. That Ivan looks a little bit fierce. General zarov has nothing to fear.

But a sword doesn't have the skill of "head landing", so it doesn't attack directly. Originally, he wanted to discuss with Yidao secretly, and they launched an attack together. Unexpectedly, Yidao wanted to make a surprise. With the support of the title technique, he suddenly rushed up.

What's more, this boss can do "breaking moves" to let the effect of a super high speed skill be interrupted before it's played out, and almost kill instantly with a single hit.

Feng felt helpless and sighed, but he immediately made a plan to use the death of a knife to further fight for intelligence: "yes, general, my companion is really reckless, if it is me..." He said, and took out the m1911a1 pistol from his knapsack, but he didn't raise it to aim, but put it on his hand like a game: " We will try it with more advanced weapons. " He cast a tentative look at the general: "you can't even catch the bullet, can you?"

"Hahaha..." Zarov laughed again. "Of course, my friend, how can one catch a bullet?" He knocked on his chest with his hand, and there was a thick muffled sound under the evening dress: "so I put some protective measures in my coat." He paused for a second and added, "but I know you're an excellent hunter. You're a good hunter. If you shoot me in the head, I'll face death." He said, glancing at Ivan beside him: "but I don't suggest you do it, because Ivan will certainly avenge me at any cost. Without the commander, he is no longer a soldier, but the most ferocious beast in the world. "

Feng didn't feel what he wanted, so he put the gun away and replied with a smile: "thank you for your kind reminding, general. Well, I think it's time we left. "

"Ha ha See you later, my friend. " Zarov laughed heartily. His friendly and polite attitude combined with the cold killing in his bones is also a charming villain image. His performance is so deft that he seems to have no weakness, which makes people shudder.

Feng unconsciously winked at his three teammates who were not over, which means We can withdraw.

Five or six minutes later, the four returned to the stone steps outside the castle. On the way, people dare not even go out of the atmosphere, dare not run or move, or even make a little louder voice.

It can be said that general zarov, who came to the stage after the script started, showed almost desperate strength and suffocating oppression. From a blind point of view, the Lord of time and samodil, who only hears and sees his shadow, are excluded. Of all the NPCs he has seen, only the oenke in the last script can give him a sense of no way. Like Dr. Ashford's variant boss, it's estimated that general zarov can get rid of it with a dagger.

In the end, Feng unconsciously took the lead in opening up in a summative tone, breaking the silence: "it is obvious that general zarov's human appearance does not mean anything. From the perspective of the game, he is a monster, a hunter with more than ten times our physical quality, careful thinking, rich experience and strong execution ability. And we are his goal Or prey. "

"Nonsense, we can see it without you saying it." A sword said.

"I don't know if you realized it after listening to my conversation with zarov, or if you saw it after you were shouted down by an elbow Anyway, brother Yidao must have realized this after that, but it's too late. " Feng Bujue said, "fortunately, we still have a chance. Let's discuss it first..."

"You wait first." "I just wanted to ask," Yijian Qingcheng interrupted. "At first, I thought you were a special type of player, so I just talked with boss. But later, I found that you seem to know what zarov is going to do. What's the matter?"

"Well In fact, it's a waste of time to explain this problem now, but it seems that if I don't talk about it, you won't listen to what I'm going to say next... " This sentence, which is unseen, can be made up by someone else's brain with his expression "Since you asked sincerely, I will answer you mercifully.".

"If you have enough, say it quickly." As if the rain cold in a side way.

Feng unconsciously laughed after being exposed: "well, the plot of this script should be taken from a novel called. The story itself is not long, generally speaking, it's about the protagonist Er... A hunter, designed by zarov, came to the island, then became a prey, and started a three-day hunting game.

The protagonist used his jungle survival skills and hunting knowledge, used hiding, making traps and other means to deal with the general, successfully survived the time limit, and in the third day, he dived back to the castle and won the game. "

He pauses here: "but, from the content of the novel, in fact, as early as the first day, zarov can kill the protagonist. He just wanted to enjoy the fun of hunting and let himself come out to exercise the next day, so he let the protagonist go.

Although zarov lost several hounds, he was able to escape from the protagonist's trap at the critical moment each time, with minor injuries at most. As soon as there is an excuse, he will let go of the protagonist for a while, stop chasing him and come back to the castle for a rest. "

"He wants to make hunting as fair as possible?" Asked the rain.

"From the contrast between the strength of the enemy and our own, it can only be a good wish..." Feng chuckled: "the general just doesn't want his entertainment to end too soon." After a pause, he added: "but zarov is a gentleman indeed. Even if he does something like serial murder, he will not deceive us or repent after failure. The advice about the dead swamp is also sincere. It seems that he sincerely hopes that we can "catch" some, otherwise his hunting will become boring. "

"Well Let me talk about the actual situation. " Feng didn't realize that when he said this, he left the stone steps and everyone followed him to the jungle.

In the open area, the moonlight can achieve the effect of lighting, but near the trees, except for the blind, all three people have taken out lighting equipment. Like rain with a lantern, a sword and not afraid to use a flashlight, but slightly different models.

Feng unconsciously picked up a branch and drew it on the mud ground: "in the study, I stood in front of him. I saw a map on zarov's desk. When he showed us his "ship trap", the lights of the sea made the coastline very clear. After comparing with the map, I can be sure that the island on the map is our island. " As he spoke, he drew an irregular figure on the ground with an olive like Outline: "this island is probably such a shape. The castle is in the middle and built on a high place, which can basically overlook the whole picture of the island. " He suddenly raised his head: "can you find the north?"

"Well..." A sword looks up at the sky, as if it is ready to guess a direction.

Or not afraid to point to one side of the night sky and say: "that's Polaris, right?"