That's a fake elf

Hearing the Siren Banshee's nonsense, the secret archers were all stunned, but the next second they showed incredible expressions.

Li Ang, who was neither dead nor seriously injured in their eyes, actually appeared in front of them alive and kicking.

If it weren't for the holes and blood stains on Li Ang's clothes that proved that he had indeed been injured, the secret archers would have thought they were dreaming.

"Impossible. How could the elf who was hit by the magic-breaking arrow be fine? He must be faking it." A secret archer roared.

"You want to kill me, Dream, don't even think about running away today, just die here!"

Li Ang suddenly thrust the staff in his hand into the ground, and the surging magic power was like an endless wave, forcing the secret archers to retreat.

The powerful magic power was so strong that it made the secret archer feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

【Summon Treeman】

The green light of life almost enveloped most of the Musk Forest. Hundreds of big trees pulled out their roots from the ground and turned into tree men of different sizes, surrounding the shooters.

As a spellcaster, Li Ang disappeared with the others.

"Don't be afraid, they are just some tree puppets. We can destroy them with just one arrow!"

The captain of the Secret Archer, wearing a blue hooded cloak and covering his face with a mask, commanded loudly.

At his command, the [Armor-piercing arrow] shot by the secret archer instantly tore the tree man into pieces.

But even so, facing the endless stream of tree people, the secret archers gradually fell into decline.

As the secret force of Sea Rock Castle, all their arrows are specially made, so they basically use one less arrow.

If the legion is fighting and has logistics supplies, they can also replenish arrows, but this is a field battle, and each of them can only carry 30 arrows.

Facing the approaching tree men, the secret archers, who had few arrows left, could only choose to retreat.

"I wanted to run away after hitting me. Do you think I was made of mud? Gao Shun, Heliste, deal with them."

Seeing these guys trying to escape, Li Ang became furious and immediately pointed his staff on the ground. A large number of thorns broke through the ground and strangled the secret archers like giant pythons.

"Yes."

Herister, whose injuries were treated by Li Ang, jumped on the tree man's body and danced in the dense forest like a butterfly, constantly changing positions, using the tree man as a shield to avoid the arrows of the secret archer.

"Ah ah ah ah, captain, help me."

A thorn wrapped around the foot of a secret archer and suddenly hung him on the tree. Countless thorns inserted holes in it and tied him into a rice dumpling. The sharp barbs instantly pierced his skin, making him wail. .

"cover me!"

"Yes."

The secret archer captain pulled out the dagger from his waist, ignored the trees and thorns around him, and pounced on his trapped teammates.

The next second, the secret archer, who was bound by thorns, was pierced through the head by Helister's arrow.

"I am going to kill you!"

After witnessing the tragic death of his teammates, the captain of the Secret Archer roared and drew out the few remaining guide arrows, intending to avenge his teammates.

"You have no chance."

A sound that sounded like it came from hell came from behind the captain of the Secret Archer, making his hair stand on end.

Take it back.

Seeing his dagger hit the air, the captain of the secret archer felt as if his body had been soaked with ice water that was chilling in the dog days of summer.

Hearing a 'chi' sound, his neck was split open, and blood suddenly gushed out.

When the three secret archers next to them saw this scene, they seemed to be frightened out of their minds and slashed around wildly, as if the darkness around them would reach out with a sharp dagger and cut their throats at any time.

A shooter who has lost his mind and calmness is no more difficult to deal with than a sheep.

The thorns all over the ground mercilessly tied them into rice dumplings and hung them upside down on the tree.

The three arrows pierced the hearts of the three secret archers almost in no particular order, causing their faces to freeze and no longer breathing.

. . . . . . . . . . .

After the battle, the tree people walked back to the pit, took root again, and turned back into ordinary trees.

"Good job."

Looking at the arrows on Linali's wings, Li Ang, who was leaning on a tree trunk and recovering his mana, chuckled.

"Huh, I'm not doing it for you." Linali, grinning in pain, glanced at the five [Secret Archer] corpses on the ground, with a proud expression on her face.

"I know, but fighting alongside someone isn't a bad feeling, is it?"

Li Ang, who had recovered some mana, walked to Linali and began to treat her injuries.

"Ugh, please be gentle." Arrows were being pulled out of the body alive, and even the Siren Banshee, who had a strong tolerance for pain, couldn't help but burst into tears.

"The fact that it hurts proves that your wings are still intact. Although you are a high-level monster with super recovery ability and vitality, if you don't take care of your key parts, it will break sooner or later."

Looking carefully at the bone-deep wounds on the Siren Banshee's wings, Li Ang couldn't help but frown.

He had seen some veterans with mutilated limbs in Cuiting. Even the Druid elders who were the most proficient in healing spells were unable to do anything.

The veterans who have lost important parts of their bodies have their lifespan greatly reduced, and are often tortured by hidden injuries. They can only ask the goddess Asha for favor every year on the Day of the Dead to try to cure their injuries.

But the favor of the gods is not so easy to obtain. Even the former Duke, his grandfather whom he had never met, died young at the age of more than 300 years old due to the recurrence of old injuries.

"Hmph, as long as I return to the sea, I can recover from any injury." Glancing at Li Ang, who was carefully inspecting the wound, the Siren Banshee glanced over and said harshly.

Hearing what the other party said, Li Ang smiled and said nothing.

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

[End of the battle: Gain 1500 experience, and gain an additional 675 experience due to the royal education feature]

[Mission completed: 4500 experience gained, Fanathil reputation 800]

[Obtain bronze equipment: Ancient Vinewood Longbow (strength requirement: 30, attack power +25) X5]

[Obtain bronze equipment: multi-layered leather armor (physical requirements: 20, defense +7) X5]

[Obtain silver equipment: Cloak of the Secret Archer (agility requirements: 60, defense +5, speed +10, dodge +10) X5]

[Obtain the broken secret arrow badge (job change item) X5]

Looking at the equipment seized from these secret archers, Li Ang smiled from ear to ear.

Count Vatra was a money-giving boy. Knowing that he was short of money and equipment, he immediately gave it to him.

Whether it is a bronze-level ancient vine wood longbow or multi-layer leather armor, they are all made of the best materials. If they are sold on the market, they will cost at least two to three hundred gold.

In particular, this secret archer cloak is made of silver-level magic materials and has two enchanting properties. Each piece is worth at least 2000 gold.

As far as Li Ang knows, this kind of silver-level equipment can only be used by senior professionals above level 45.

Nobles and lords from earl to below, if they could get one or two pieces, would offer them as heirlooms and pass them down from generation to generation.

There are very few lords like Vatra who equip their troops with silver-level equipment.

I'm afraid that in the entire Fanathil, there are only more than five people with this kind of financial resources.

The main reason is that if you want to create silver equipment, you need not only a suitable environment, but also ultra-high-skilled craftsmen, followed by materials.

If you want to carry out enchanting, you have to find a legal profession with enchanting technology, and Cuiting is the only one in Fanathil that can do it.

But if you think about it, you know that Cuiting will never mass-produce this kind of silver-level magic equipment for a powerful Earl like Vatra. If they do, it will undoubtedly be a disaster.

Therefore, it is conceivable that Vatra must be secretly cooperating with other countries, the most likely one being the Mage Alliance in the Northern Snowy Region.

Compared with the strict control of silver-level weapons in other countries, those in the Mage Alliance are just blind to money.

As long as they can afford it, they will dare to tinker with it for you, let alone silver equipment, even gold equipment and legendary equipment.

Of course, if you really want to create legendary equipment, the price you need to pay may be difficult for even the Duke to bear.

Because making legendary equipment not only requires extremely precious materials, but also requires a legendary strongman to voluntarily sacrifice and seal his soul into it as an equipment spirit.

Such a legendary weapon not only possesses unique skills, but can also absorb the user's combat experience to improve attributes. It can completely serve as the foundation of a group.

There are very few families in the entire Fanathil who own this kind of legendary equipment.

When he was a child, Li Ang once saw their family's inherited weapon [Phantom Divine Bow] in the secret room of his family's castle.

It is said that arrows shot through it can not only ignore armor, but also automatically seek out enemies, and can greatly improve the user's physical fitness.

The standard equipment [Phantom Bow] used by the [Jungle Warriors] now is an imitation of the [Phantom Bow].

When looking at the last trophy [the broken secret arrow badge], Li Ang frowned.

"This is? Peliano's Kingdom Medal, how can it look like this?"