Spellcasting Heavens

Old friend, do you feel it? Those damn monsters have regarded me as prey. The shooter sneered and said to the barbarian warrior who was leaning on the tree trunk and drinking soup from the bowl.

The latter put down the empty wooden bowl, pulled out the two-handed sword that exuded cold light, and responded without thinking: It doesn't matter! No matter what tricks they play, just kill all the guys who dare to get close. I'm too lazy. To tell what is true and what is false.”

Haha! You are still as simple and rude as before. But this time, your simplicity and rudeness may help us solve our current troubles.

After that, the archer stood up suddenly, took out an arrow from his quiver, drew the bow to full length, aimed at the back of the woods, and shot.

Whoosh!

Along with the sound of arrows piercing the air, a scream suddenly echoed through the night sky.

Ahhhhhh!!!!!!

Hey! Your archery skills are still as terrifying as before. Especially at night, you can always find hidden enemies. The barbarian warrior grinned and praised without hesitation.

You must know that being able to hit the target with perfect accuracy during the day and being able to hit the target with perfect accuracy at night are two completely different concepts.

The former only requires enough exercise and experience, plus a little talent, and it's not that difficult to do.

But the latter is simply appalling!

No one knows why the shooter can do it, not even the team members who have been adventuring together for many years.

But one thing they know very well is that once the archer draws his bow and shoots an arrow, there is basically no possibility for the enemy to escape.

But what’s interesting is that the shooter’s face showed no joy after hurting the enemy. Instead, he squinted his eyes and stared into the distance. After a full minute, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: “No, I didn’t hit it. At least it was not hurt. The scream just now was a disguise, trying to lure us out of the tree hole. It seems that the insidiousness and cunning of these monsters are far beyond estimation. I even suspect that they are smarter than us.

What? Missed!

The soldier stood up in surprise and walked out of the tree hole, wrinkling his nose and sniffing in the air.

As a barbarian who came out of the mountains, his sense of smell was far less degraded than that of his cousins, and he could smell blood from a considerable distance.

The only thing that can be changed is that this time he did not notice the smell of blood around him.

In order to confirm that he was right, he suddenly took long strides and rushed towards the place where the arrow had been shot. His movements were so fast and urgent that he did not give his teammates time to react.

By the time the shooter came to his senses and yelled to stop, the warrior had been completely engulfed in darkness.

For about two or three minutes, the barbarian warrior held up the arrow he had just shot and said in an unbelievable tone: Guess what I found? There is a curling blade at the end of the arrow after impact. Your arrow is 100% accurate. The opponent who hit it just hit the shield or armor.

Damn! Stop! Stay where you are and don't get closer! The shooter's attention was obviously not on the arrow, and his tone was full of nervousness and vigilance.

Although the soldier had only disappeared for a few minutes and there was no sound of fighting, he always felt that something terrible had happened.

What do you mean? Do you suspect that I am a monster in disguise? The barbarian warrior opened his eyes with an angry expression.

But the shooter had no intention of being accommodating, and answered bluntly: Yes! I suspect you are a monster in disguise! Do you remember the rules we made a few hours ago? No matter what happens,

No one is allowed to act alone. But you actually ran out alone and completely disappeared from my sight. Now, I can't confirm whether you are you or not. Sorry, my friend, you must stay outside the tree hole tonight.

Damn! Just because of two or three minutes? Are you crazy! What monster can quietly kill a powerful warrior like me in two or three minutes? Even if it is a giant dragon, it will take a long time to get rid of me. A lot of effort. The warrior roared angrily.

I never doubted your fighting ability! But the problem is that you violated the rules, and I must keep the danger out of the team. If you heard this, sit down immediately and throw away the weapon in your hand. The shooter tried to dissuade him while drawing out the weapon again. An arrow.

If the warrior dares to take another step forward, he will directly let the arrow in his hand pierce the opponent's knee.

As an experienced adventurer, he would not be emotional and make fun of his own life for the sake of so-called bullshit companionship.

A true group of adventurers either has a common goal or is chasing wealth, fame, and status.

Especially the latter, which accounts for the vast majority of adventurers.

There's only one reason for them to venture out!

Make money, make more money, and enjoy a luxurious life for the rest of your life.

You don’t need to ask to know that for these people, maintaining good friendship is just to obtain wealth faster and better, and they will not make sacrifices for their companions.

No!!!! I want to go in! Don't stop me! Otherwise I won't be polite! the barbarian warrior roared like crazy.

I refuse! I will never allow you to get close to the tree hole before confirming your identity. The shooter gave a decisive negative answer.

While the two were having a tense confrontation, several people who were having sweet dreams in the tree hole were finally woken up.

The woman rubbed her dry eyes and asked in an uncertain tone: What happened? Are you going to kill each other?

Of course not! It's this guy! He actually violated the rules and left my sight for several minutes without permission. I can't confirm right now whether he is one of us or a monster.

What?! How many minutes has he been out of your sight? The woman's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and her mouth opened wide in surprise.

She simply couldn't imagine why someone could be so stupid that they knew something was wrong but still wanted to fight it to the end.

There was no way! He rushed out directly, and by the time I came to my senses, it was already too late. Tell me, what should we do now? How to confirm that he is the person we know, or is it a monster disguised as him. The shooter scratched his hair in annoyance and almost pulled all his hair off.

Damn it! This is why I hate those brainless soldiers! Their actions are always full of surprises. The woman cursed through gritted teeth while opening her bag and rummaging through it.

After a while, she took out a bottle of potion that exuded purple light, threw it directly to the warrior in the distance, and ordered loudly: Drink it! Immediately! Immediately! If you don't drink it in one minute, I will I think you are a monster...