Spellcasting Heavens

What's this?

The barbarian warrior picked up the potion that fell at his feet, pulled out the stopper and carefully put it under his nose and sniffed it. His eyes were so cautious, and he was not at all out of control as before.

Don't ask so many questions! You still have thirty years to breathe! The woman gave the ultimatum without thinking.

Her attitude was so resolute that one of her hands shone with a halo of magical energy, and she might start chanting a fatal spell the next second.

You must know that once the spell chanting starts, there is no way to stop halfway, otherwise not only will the caster suffer severe spell backlash, but it will also trigger a series of unpredictable consequences.

Time passes minute by minute...

Just as the thirty-second countdown is about to end!

The barbarian warrior suddenly dropped the potion in his hand and charged at lightning speed, trying to kill the woman who posed the greatest threat to him first.

But before he could take a few steps forward, the archer who was waiting took the lead in drawing the bow string and shot out an arrow with a cold light.

Whoosh!

puff!

ah!!!!!

With a scream, his left eye was directly hit by an arrow. The severe pain caused him to fall to the ground on the spot, and the skin on his body quickly split open at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the black body hidden inside.

no doubt!

This is a skinner!

Although wearing human skin has a powerful defense comparable to armor, this defense does not cover the eyes.

Damn it! I knew it! The woman cursed in a low voice while quickly completing the spell at hand.

The next second...

A ball of acid with a pungent smell shot out directly and hit the skinned monster hard on the face.

Although the damage caused by the magic acid was far from fatal, it forced the skinned monster to give up the idea of ​​​​breaking in head-on. Like a flexible monkey, it jumped directly onto the tree trunk and disappeared into the vast night in a few seconds. .

Looking at the human skin discarded on the ground, the shooter's face suddenly became solemn, and he asked without looking back: What should we do now?

Don't do anything! Just stay here! Didn't you notice? The monster's skin just now is extremely hard, and it is difficult for ordinary weapons to really hurt it? As for the idiot who rushed out, most of the body is already lying in the woods. Somewhere in the corner. I have repeatedly emphasized that this adventure is extraordinary and we must be extremely vigilant. But there are always some simple-minded idiots who think that the sword in his hand can defeat all enemies.

After saying that, a trace of disdain flashed in the woman's eyes, she turned back to the bonfire in the tree hole, leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

For her, the more dangerous the environment, the more she must ensure a good rest, otherwise she will be unable to concentrate on releasing spells at the critical moment, which will lead to the failure of a battle that could have been won.

The price of failure often means death, or even something more terrifying than death.

But just because she could fall asleep didn't mean the rest of the team could fall asleep too.

Including the shooter, the sleepiness of the remaining members had long since disappeared, replaced by dullness and depression.

They simply couldn't believe that within a few minutes, the barbarian warriors who were skilled in martial arts rushed into the darkness.

He was killed by a terrible monster and even his skin was skinned off.

In this way, with a strong fear of the unknown and death, the group of people managed to stay awake all night.

When the sun rose again the next morning, bringing light and warmth to the world, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, took their weapons and equipment and left the cave, and searched the surrounding trees very vigilantly.

About twenty minutes later, I suddenly saw a bloody, skinless corpse hanging on the trunk of a tree.

There was a sharp arrow stuck in the corpse's eye.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a good thing done by the injured skinned monster last night.

It was provoking the members of the adventure team in this way, hoping that the other party would lose their minds and pursue it like crazy.

In this way, it can rely on its familiarity with the terrain to defeat each one, and then put on the opponent's skin and play with this adventure team until it breaks down mentally just like it plays with other adventure teams.

But unfortunately, this team is obviously different from the previous teams, and it is not obvious how close the relationship between the players is.

The shooter, who was good at observation and tracking, carefully examined the corpse and quickly explained: The cause of death was a heavy blow to the head! The monster's power was obviously very powerful, so powerful that it knocked down a powerful barbarian warrior in an instant. Then I knocked him out neatly. But what worries me more is the skinning technique.

Skinning technique? The woman raised her eyebrows in surprise.

That's right! Look at these exposed muscle tissues! When the monster skinned, it almost didn't damage any subcutaneous tissue, and even the blood flow was pitiful. This means that this is by no means the first time it has done this kind of thing. I It is even suspected that the purpose of skinning it is to put on human skin and pretend to be dead. The shooter explained calmly.

So that's it! That monster can kill a person, then put on human skin and pretend to be the victim. Maybe it can even imitate the voice, movements and habits perfectly. A thoughtful expression appeared on the woman's face.

The shooter nodded seriously: Your inference is very close to the truth! Now, we must find a way to get rid of these monsters once and for all. I don't want to open one eye every night when I go to bed, let alone... I wake up and find that my teammates around me have been replaced by monsters.

Then what do you think we should do? The woman's eyes flashed dangerously.

It's very simple! Since those monsters regard us as prey, then why don't we set a trap to let them understand that in this wilderness, hunters and prey are not always the same. Sometimes, the prey may also become the hunter. , and the hunter will also be killed by the prey. The shooter narrowed his eyes and showed a cruel smile.

Although on the surface, he still maintained absolute calm, the flames of anger and hatred were revealed in his pupils.

Now that you have a plan, go ahead and do it. Don't forget the team's motto. We will not deliberately seek revenge for anyone, but we will not easily let go of any enemy who kills our companions. Death is not terrible, The scary thing is becoming insensitive.”

After saying these meaningful words, the woman winked at the remaining companions, and began to search the surrounding woods in pairs. Only after the potential dangers were completely eliminated, did they start to act in an orderly manner...