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Chapter 42

"You can try it too, big brother, it's very cool!"

The surrounding patients with secondary illnesses all eagerly urged them—they want to see the scene of SR-level elves fighting. As for the SR-level buff cards, forget it, after all, high-level cards are only used when saving their lives.

'You want me to commit secondary school with you guys?I'

"Master, we, are you really okay?" Maria's voice interrupted Lott's thoughts.

Just when Lott was about to speak, the mercenary next to him reminded: "Miss Assassin, when you are outside, you'd better call him Mr. Safety first, there may be quite a few bad guys ambushing nearby."

"Bad guy?"

Maria raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to scan around. The undulating grassland was boundless. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot the guards wearing similar optical camouflage uniforms lying on the high slopes in the distance—— If there were any enemies, they would have been dismembered a long time ago. Tier 4 death knights and sorcerers are not vegetarians.

Maria didn't say anything. She just wanted to know what happened to her elder. If possible, she really wanted to knock him unconscious and drag him away to have the therapist at home check him inside and out.

"call"

Lott took a breath and looked up to find that everyone around him was staring at him.

no?Are you really going crazy with these guys?

"."

If he refuses, will everyone be unable to step down?

Thinking again and again, Lott could only helplessly agree: "...Okay."

"Oh oh~~"

Several people cheered and moved out of the way. The giant red wild boar over there, the size of a Tibetan mastiff, had been waiting there without attacking. After seeing Lot and the little charmander in front of him, he immediately lowered his head and raised his head. One front hoof was constantly planing on the ground, as if preparing to attack.

"Are you ready, big brother! Do you know the elf skills? You can check the status on the replacement machine."

Lott waved his hand, signaling the guys behind him to shut up.

There's no way, let's go to Secondary Two.

"Mmmm!"

Lott pondered for a while, and under the nervous gaze of the guys behind, he pointed and shouted, "Go Charmander, use the jet flame!"

Hearing this, the little guy shot a long and violent flame ray directly at the red-haired wild boar in front of him.

The wild boar leaped sideways and dodged well.

"Use a rocket head!"

When the order was given, the little monster immediately put its round head on its head and rushed over like a cannonball, knocking the unprepared wild boar away on the spot.

"Spray flames!"

As soon as the wild boar landed, Charmander's raging flames shot over again and directly submerged the wild boar's body.
The battle was done in one go, and it looked quite exciting.

The corpse of the monster in front turned into spots of light and disappeared, leaving only four crooked fangs. Charmander ran over to pick up those things and brought them to Lott, looking quite pleasing.

"good."

Lott leaned over and touched the little guy's head, put away his fangs and turned to look behind him, only to find that everyone was staring at this side with their mouths open.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing Lott's question, the mercenaries reacted immediately, and then looked at each other, just when they didn't know how to express their feelings that were beyond shock
clap clap~~
Maria took the lead in clapping—she felt nothing, but the current situation had to lead everyone to do what they should do!
clap clap~~
"Amazing! Big brother!"

"I never knew elf battles could be this exciting!"

"Did you see, he didn't seem to have used a buff card just now."

"And in the end I didn't do anything!"

Use the pet elf to fight halfway with the opponent, and then raise the sword to help here. This is a routine commonly used by adventurers here, which can end the battle faster. Not all of them can be remembered and used freely.

Especially when they are upgraded, once they learn other skills, they will replace one of the skills in the already full skill bar, and then they will have to think about the use of that thing again.

Magician adventurers are fine, but fighters and knights who use their muscles as brains are not.

Lott looked at the crowd applauding and rubbed the back of his head a little embarrassedly. He had really been hit twice hard just now. I have to say, it felt quite good. As the saying goes, a person who doesn't hit twice is in vain. Young man.

Just when Lott was about to approach, several people expressed regret that they wanted to watch it again.

"Wait, what do you see that is?!"

In the grassland, a tall one-eyed troll holding a mace slowly walked over.

"The one-eyed troll in the third-floor area?! Why is it here?!" Jill yelled when he saw it.

This thing lives in the desert terrain of the third-floor area. There are some in the second-floor area, but the number is quite rare. It is quite difficult for adventurers in the second-floor area who are only around level 15 at level 10. The entangled opponent, in a sense, can be regarded as a kind of wild little boss.

"Attention all! Prepare to fight!"

With Jill's roar, everyone quickly brought the elf to Lot's side, and then prepared to fight.

Except for Jill, almost no one among them has ever seen such a menacing monster, so everyone looks nervous as hell.

Especially the "little young master" in the middle, who looked completely dumbfounded.

"Are you okay, brother?!" Gil turned to Lot and shouted, which brought him back to his senses.

But then, everyone discovered that the one-eyed troll seemed to be staring closely at the big brother in the middle.
'Is this something Vixster found for me? ? '

When Lott saw the one-eyed troll that was originally arranged in the third-floor area appear here, he guessed it immediately:
The goblins thought that the lord hadn't enjoyed himself enough after seeing his elf operation just now, so they deployed a big man to train him.

Looking at the tense faces around him, Lott knew that it would be very painful to be injured in the face of such a powerful guy, and if the elf died in battle, it would cost a lot of money.

No matter what, this is not a game, everything needs to be stable, let the lunatics do the battles beyond the level, and the ordinary people don't have so much money and energy to squander.

"Hey, step back, let me do this." Lott stepped forward.

When a few people saw it, they were about to say something, but Lott was shaking the black SR-level powerful component card in his hand, and everyone's expressions changed, and they all shut their mouths.

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