After transmigrating into a human, everyone thought I was a rookie

The image of a person jumping and running at extreme speed in the forest is a black lightning, easily stepping through the snow, fleeting, leaving only a few shallow footprints on the ground, and being buried by the wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

Holding the handle of the knife nervously, Blaise and his other two companions quickly fled from where Adrian was, and then saw Charles jump over their heads without looking back.

Allen exhaled, clenched his fists tightly, turned his head sideways, looked at the back of Charles rushing to Adrian's place, and exclaimed: "We seem to have chosen a very incredible area. I didn't have any of the moves just now. I’ve seen it before, let alone the devour ability, I’ve only seen explosions.”

"Yes."

Blaise drew back his knife and sighed, inexplicably feeling familiar with the back of Charles when he was running, and became excited again after a few seconds: "But this is the fun, isn't it?"

"Only by getting in touch with the strong can you understand your own shortcomings."

Then he turned his head: "Don must think so too."

"Yes."

I was so surprised just now that Tang still has a lot of abilities that he didn't use.He looked down at the dagger in his hand, recalling Adrian's previous set of actions in his mind, and under the interference of the candle spirit, he simulated what he should do if he could see the other party next time.

"It's your luck this time, who is there!"

As soon as Allen turned around, he suddenly saw the treetops trembling, so he raised his hand and released a fire dragon towards the crown of the tree above his head, then heard a scream, and then dropped a storage bag from the top of the tree.

System prompt: Player r has died (North District).

"sure."

Blaise walked over to pick up the storage bag, poured out the contents, then raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Alan, you are really amazing, this person has collected a lot of potions."

"Let's talk later."

Allen crushed the flame in his palm: "Let's get out of here first, so as not to be fooled by others and not know."

When Charles was dressed in wind and frost and rushed to the destination on snow, Adrian, who had fully recovered his magic power, had just finished his meditation.

The candle spirit was burning with flames, and as the blue ghostly flame fell to the ground quietly, the wooden door covered with vines was knocked.

"Hold on."

Adrian glanced at the map, and the green light spot belonging to Charles had stopped outside the door, and he responded inside: "I'll come out right away."

Then he got up and opened the door, and walked out of the cabin.

Charles took a step back to give way, stood in the snow and looked around the messy scene. Seeing that Adrian came out unscathed, he asked with a smile on his face, "It seems that there was a scuffle just now. How is the situation?"

"It's better to be with you, let them escape accidentally."

While cross-legged in meditation, Adrian stretched out his hands to straighten the hem of his winter clothes, then raised his head, glanced at Charles who was already wearing a coat, and asked casually, "Aren't you cold?"

"Fortunately, when I came here, I opened a box on the side of the road and found a heating pad."

Charles patted the remaining snowflakes on his shoulders, shook his head and shook his short snow-wet hair: "Actually, I'm also wearing a kind of winter clothing, and I think the temperature is okay."

"Ok?"

Not long after he came to this world, Adrian hasn't changed his mind yet, and he doesn't have a deep understanding of mech masters and supernatural beings. He just feels that humans who don't know magic and fighting spirit are very fragile, so he snapped his fingers and pointed at the other party. A drying technique was placed on the head.

"Is this also a kind of magic?"

Charles reached out and touched the short hair on the top of his head that instantly turned up: "This is really amazing."

"It's just the most basic magic. Anyone with a little bit of magic can do it. I can teach you if you want to learn."

Adrian spread out the map: "Where should we go now?"

They haven't even collected a single Star Sand yet.

"Go to the garden in the center of the forest."

Charles came over and pointed to the center of the map: "Anyway, we have to go there in the end, and only four players will be left in each direction to enter the central garden. We can get rid of some competitors along the way."

In fact, winning or losing doesn't matter, he just wants to compete with Adrian and experience the mystery of magic for himself.

"That's it."

Adrian raised his hand, and the candle spirit fell gently on his shoulder in the wind, then turned his head and glanced at Charles: "Let's go quickly, lest there will be too little time."

"it is good."

Charles responded, slowed down a little calmly, and walked side by side with Adrian.

System prompt: Player Loloya has died in battle (Eastern District).

In order to collect all 6 star sands and enter the central garden smoothly, the fight among players is cruel.

The total game time is ten hours, but now less than an hour has passed, there are only 12 people left in the East District, 15 people in the South District, and 14 people in the West District. Only Adrian and Charles are The North District was the calmest, with 22 people left.

"There are some beasts ahead."

Charles stepped on the snow, put away the map in his hand, and with snowflakes on his brows, he turned his head to Adrian and asked, "There is still a treasure chest over there, do you want to go and have a look? Maybe there will be something good inside."

Adrian withdrew his gaze from the treetops, nodded in response: "Yes."

Charles took a few steps forward, turned his head and asked casually, "So are you waiting for me here?"

Adrian thought for a few seconds: "I'd better go with you."

"Row."

Charles kicked the snow away from his feet and picked up a branch from the ground.

Adrian asked suspiciously: "What are you doing picking up branches?"

"I came too hastily, I didn't look for weapons, and I didn't bring suitable props."

Charles broke off the upper branch: "Just use this to make do with it."

"When I rummaged through the box just now, I found a throwing knife."

Adrian opened the storage bag: "The size is okay, and it can barely be used as a dagger. Do you want it? If not, I can donate a bone to you."

"Let's just throw the knife, the bones may not be used to it."

Charles simulated the image of himself carrying a bone in his mind. He felt that it might be too cruel, so he shook his head and threw away the branch, took the flying knife from Adrian's hand, and dexterously danced a few times with his fingertips. Back and forth: "This is much better than the branches. I may have been unlucky, and I have never touched a good thing out of the box."

"Ok?"

Adrian withdrew his hand: "Then you may need to believe in the goddess of luck, maybe one day she will suddenly smile at you, and your good luck will come."

"Goddess of Luck?"

Charles held the back of the knife and felt the sharpness of the blade with his fingertips: "Will it really be useful to believe in her?"

He never thought that there would be gods in this world.

"Who knows?"

Adrian shrugged his shoulders: "I don't believe in her."

Charles became interested, and then asked, "Then who is your belief?"

Adrian lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, then regained his indifferent expression, took a step forward, tilted his head slightly: "Probably me?"

It will always give people a different feeling when an indifferent person suddenly behaves like this.

It's so cute.

thought Charles.

"Okay, let's go."

Adrian called back the candle spirit in the air, and stepped on the snow towards the place where the monster was.

The place where the treasure chest is placed is guarded by a group of demon bears with white and brown fur, there are about 12 of them.Their two forearms are very thick, and they look very powerful, and their nails are curved and hooked. If they slap a person, they will definitely feel uncomfortable.

This time the treasure chest is golden in appearance, and it looks like it is hiding good things.

Charles held the handle of the flying knife, looked in the direction of the magic bear, turned his head to Adrian and said, "I'm going to attract the monster's attention, are you free?"

"Row."

Adrian let go of the candle spirits on his shoulders: "Let them help you, I'll see if there is a suitable opportunity to make a move."

Charles gestured ok, and walked around the side holding the back of the knife. Two candle spirits followed him hidden in the fluttering white snow.

The distance was not too far, and Charles quickly came near the devil bear.

A devil bear was left alone.

Charles moved quickly, Adrian just looked up and saw him appearing behind the lonely devil bear.A flash of silver light was fleeting, Charles held the dagger in his right hand, cut the demon bear's throat cleanly with a horizontal knife, then jumped back on his toes, and returned to the original place in an instant.

The white snowflakes fell to the ground, and the corpse of the devil bear seemed to stagger a step, and fell into the snow without attracting the attention of his companions.As for Candle Fire Spirit, who just broke off a piece of candle oil from his body, Adrian snorted and gradually became interested.

I didn't observe carefully in the last game. I have to say that Charles is the most powerful human being I have seen since Adrian crossed.

A set of moves is clean and neat, the killing is decisive, the timing is excellent, there is no hesitation and the move is fatal.

Adrian lowered his eyes, thinking.If the person standing in the position of the devil bear just now was himself, he would have to expend a little energy to get out of trouble.

Charles' killing consciousness is too decisive, and his goal is clear and definite.Before the blood on the tip of the dagger fell, he had already set his sights on another devil bear that was closer to him.

Candle Fire Spirit couldn't keep up with his movements, and soon, only the last five of the twelve devil bears remained.Among the remaining demon bears, one should be the leader. It was the largest in size. When its companions fell one after another, it waved its sharp nails and slammed head-on at where Charles was.

Yay!

Candle Spirit finally found a sense of existence, and at the same time raised his hand, and threw the candle oil at the devil bear with all his strength.

Ow—

Take a headache!

The burning candle oil just hit the demon bear's eyeballs from left to right. It stopped running wildly, and hooked the candle oil on its face with its claws angrily.

"Thank you!"

Charles gestured to the Candle Spirit in the air, jumped forward with his toes, and stabbed the tip of the dagger into the back of the demon bear's neck.

Hey!

The devil bear fought back angrily with its front paws. At the same time, the remaining four devil bears also rushed to the vicinity, roaring and clapping and hammering at Charles.

Yay!

The candle spirit continued to throw candle oil, the light blue frost was almost transparent, and the ice flowers were sharp.

Holding the handle of the knife in one hand, Charles casually and effortlessly pierced the extremely sharp blade deep into the flesh and cut the back of the leader's back neck from top to bottom, then turned around and kicked back. Kicked the elbow of one of the demon bears, sending it flying several meters away.

Then he retracted the throwing knife, bent his knees upwards and pushed away the leader of the demon bear who was too weak to move. The throwing knife rotated in the palm of his hand, and he threw it at will, easily cutting off the front paw of another demon bear.

The burning candle oil controlled the last two remaining demon bears.

Adrian whispered the language of the undead, his eyes turned gray, his right hand was raised in the air, and his fingertips were lightly tapped.The gray air flow turned into hands along with the wind and snow, restraining the five devil bears in the palm of the hand at the same time, and then clenched his right hand into a fist, as if his soul had been crushed, and all the devil bears died in an instant.

Charles exhaled, pulled out the throwing knife from the demon bear's body, and exclaimed, "This trick is really powerful, and many mid-level supernatural users can't do it."

"It's just a trifle."

The magic power was seriously depleted, and Adrian's complexion was slightly pale, and he slightly pursed his lips and said, "You are so powerful, I can't hold you back."

Charles looked at his face: "Are you all right?"

It looked so powerful at that moment just now, and Charles couldn't help but fell into deep thought, what should he do when faced with the same situation if it was him.

"Fortunately, I'll be fine after a rest, I'm not that delicate."

Adrian took a few steps forward: "Open the box first? Are you coming or me?"

The author has something to say: I originally thought of a very interesting map.

But later I found out that the map is more suitable for the one I received in advance.