The Game of Demon Hunter

The forest under the night contains terrifying murderous intentions. After a frightening afternoon, the pirates had nothing to gain except death.

The pirates who were originally divided into four teams were constantly attacked by the players, and now they had to get together.

They were originally performing reconnaissance missions, but now they have turned into survival in the wild.

Whoosh!

A cold arrow silently hit a pirate on the edge of the camp in the dark. The pirate wailed and fell to the ground clutching his thigh.

The deliberately shortened arrow had a hollow body. Under the control of Ji Wanbing, the ranger, the arrow did not completely penetrate the target's thigh, and blood spurted out through the hollow body.

Injured but not dead, Ji Wanbing tried to use the tactics he learned in the reserve. In one afternoon, he had caused seven deaths and twelve wounded.

Count this, thirteen.

The ranger wore a homemade auspicious suit and lurked on a tree trunk less than five meters away from the pirate camp. After several contests, Ji Wanbing determined that the second wave of pirates was no different from blind people in the forest even though they were led by extraordinary people .

If time is enough, Ji Wanbing feels that he even has the ability to kill them slowly one by one.

The ranger watched coldly as the pirates looked terrified and moved away from their injured companions. No one dared to help him treat the wound, and no one tried to find the attacker.

In their previous experience, they have been taught several times by this method of encircling the spot.

Help me! The injured pirate looked at his companion backing away like a turtle in despair, unwilling to step forward: I still have help, as long as I stop the bleeding, I can live, don't leave me here !

The injured pirate looked down at the wound on his leg, and at the same time pressed hard on the muscles above the wound, trying to slow down the flow of blood.

He had the courage to pull the damn arrow out, but he didn't know if he would have enough time to deal with the wound alone, he might pass out from the lack of blood, or he might not be able to keep his arm steady from the pain.

He needs the help of his companions, although he has witnessed three times such a scene, and everyone who tried to rescue was killed by the same cold arrow.

But he still wants to be different. Maybe the demon hunter has left? Maybe he wasn't hiding in the shadows this time, waiting for his next victim to take the bait?

Bartos, man, don't leave me behind! The injured pirate looked at one of his close companions: Remember, when we were doing that business last time, you met a tough guy, it was me. Help you kill that swordsman!

Please, help me, I can't do it alone! The injured pirate's face was pale. The previous arrows probably cut off several arteries, and the speed of bleeding shocked him.

Boom! He was answered with a gunshot, and the pirate named Bartos gave him a good blow with his musket.

The buckshot shattered the wounded pirate's head and put an end to his troubles.

Crowd. The ranger quietly changed places, intending to repeat the previous actions again.

Assassin Fan Li was also lurking nearby. As the pirates gathered together, the players of the Retribution Battlegroup were divided into two parts. One part hunted down the pirates here, and the other part went to attack the pirate warships.

At this time, Fan Li had already sneaked into the temporary camp surrounded by the pirates. Relying on the shadows created by various objects and the blind spots of the pirates' vision, he wandered freely as if in his own home, like a ghost.

From a third-party perspective, Fan Li at this time seemed to be in collusion with the pirates.

Whenever the assassin appeared in one place, the surrounding pirates who could have spotted him would turn around in coordination, or look away tacitly.

When multiple pirates appeared, Fan Li would always walk right into the shadow of a tent or other things.

This is Fan Li's professional talent, [Misplacement Stealth], relying on perception attributes and predictions, instead of traditional assassins relying on shadow power, and focusing more on physical training.

Of course, Fan Li's keen senses honed by years of facing surveillance equipment in the police system also greatly enhanced this talent.

He can judge the observation angle of the target and find the blind spot of vision without much thinking.

For Fan Li, this was an instinctive behavior, and even his teacher Connor had to admit that Fan Li had already surpassed himself on the point of [Displacement Stealth].

Of course, Master Kong's own skills are all focused on [Unparalleled Stealth], and the demand for this talent is very low. After all, the eyes of a dead person are 360-degree blind spots.

Fan Li looked here and there like he was shopping for vegetables in a vegetable market, but he skipped over a dozen pirates and didn't do anything. He wanted to find a Transcendent with enough weight.

As a people's policeman, he naturally disliked this kind of unorganized and disorderly criminal gangs. In reality, he didn't have the opportunity to express himself. When he entered the game, he found that there were too many scumbags.

Did Mama kick on the iron plate this time? Several pirates gathered around the bonfire were chatting: This trip is too frustrating, those captains have died three or four times, Can't do it anymore.

What's the use of talking so much, you're here, just go back like this, I guess Mama won't let us off lightly. Another pirate was grilling fish by the bonfire: Follow the big team honestly, wait Back at sea, sooner or later we can teach those Siris people a lesson!

It's better to be at sea. Do you still remember the ship that transported slaves last time? Those slaves were trained so well! A strong tattooed pirate recalled endlessly: Especially those female slaves, Knowing how those people from the New World are trained, it’s just like...

Halfway through the pirate's words, there was no movement, and he seemed to be asleep with his head down.

The relatively thin body of the assassin Fan Li crouched behind the strong pirate, a slender long dagger pierced the opponent's forehead along the back of the head, messing up the brain.

Hey, don't talk halfway! What happened to those female slaves? The pirate who spoke before didn't participate in that raid, but he had already heard many of his companions brag: Speak up!

While talking, the pirate stretched out his hand and pushed the other party. As a result, the tattooed pirate fell backwards. There was no one around. The pirates looked at each other, shaking like a sieve.

They don't even know how it all happened.

Assassin Fan Li had disappeared into the shadows ten meters away, and he saw a brightly lit tent, which looked like a place where important people stayed.

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