My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

The three of them instantly got into fighting posture.

Then three more arrows came straight at their heads.

But they dodged them all at a very fast speed.

Wuling and Luanma chanted a spell, and disappeared from sight in a flash.

Lin Xian had a black line on his forehead and continued to chant the fire spell.

Wuling held the broad thorn leaf knife in both hands and swung it hard towards a gray-white grass covered with tough grass.

"Hide here!"

A trace of blood splashed on the tough grass stems more than one meter high.

The grass was quickly pressed back to form a path.

Wuling pulled out the broad thorn leaf knife inserted into the ground with force, accelerated to avoid the arrows behind, and continued to chase forward.

Puff!

Luanma raised his hand and blocked the arrow stabbing at his chest with his arm.

Then he rolled over, knocked the dagger held by the killer with the back of the knife, picked it up with his backhand and slashed the opponent's neck.

Warm blood splashed half of his face.

"There are four archers in total, and there are two left!"

Luanma calmly reported the situation regardless of the blood flowing on his body.

"No, it's one!" Boring's voice came from the side.

Luanma looked over.

Just saw the blood on his trouser legs.

However, at this moment.

The ground under Luanma and Boring's feet suddenly loosened, and the mud seemed to come alive, tightly wrapping them in place.

There was actually a muddy puddle below!

The mud climbed up along their trouser legs and soon climbed to their thighs.

Luanma's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Magic!"

In addition to the archers, there was also a magician in the dark!

He hurriedly retreated outside the bushes, but ended up pulling out a large section of the mud.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Another arrow with a sound of breaking through the air.

The two continued to catch the arrows with their arms.

"Hiss!!"

Luanma couldn't help but make a sound.

The last archer hiding must be the strongest among the four.

The recoil is really strong!

Then came two fist-sized fireballs, which hit the mud at the knees of the two of them.

The large mass of black mud was instantly dried and cracked.

Luanma took the opportunity to break free from the restraints, quickly moved away from the water-stained grass, and shouted:

"Are you okay!"

"It's okay! Be careful, there's something in the pool just now!"

Wuwu, who also took the opportunity to leave, shook his right leg that had just been entangled with lingering fear.

He ran towards the direction of the last archer while shouting.

"Miss, have you finished vomiting!"

"Here it comes!"

I don't know when the vomiting sound behind the bushes stopped.

Jueliu covered his chest and climbed out panting.

She wiped her face with paper and almost swore.

"Oh my god, why don't you come earlier or later!"

Why would you choose the time when the protagonist is carsick to trigger a special event?

She pushed back Cayman who was about to leave.

"Hide here!"

She took out the coconut melon bomb left over from the last fight with the goblins.

"Next!"

The bomb drew an arc in the air and was caught accurately by Boring, who then passed it to Luanma.

The fireball and the coconut melon bomb were thrown into the mud pit at the same time.

There was a loud bang!

The mud pit behind was instantly blown into a three-meter-high wall of stinking mud.

At the same time, Boring stabbed the broad thorn leaf knife into the heart of the last killer.

Puff!

Everything was over.

In the distance, a flock of birds flew away in fear.

The red tusk horse was frightened and screamed wildly, and the leaves were shaken off like rain.

After confirming that the killer was dead.

Boring let go of the blade with a green glow in his hand as if he was burned.

"Fuck! The blood in this game is too real, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Lin Xian, who was slowly approaching from a distance, laughed dumbly.

"I thought you had been chopping goblins for half a month and were used to it."

"Green monsters and humanoid monsters are of course different."

Boring looked at the corpse on the ground with curiosity.

"Don't mention it, I give full marks to the fact that the pain threshold of the game has a psychological effect of shielding!"

Otherwise, he might not have been able to do it.

"Don't talk anymore, I'm going to bleed dry if I talk any more!"

Jueliu ran over with the bandage and the broad thorn leaf knife he had grabbed, and handed the knife to Lin Xian.

"Brother Xiu, help me disinfect it."

"Oh, okay."

Holding the disinfected blade.

Jueliu picked out the feather arrows with barbs on Boring and Luanma one by one.

Then he tied the bandage and performed the Holy Light Spell in one go.

Except for a few people with pale faces due to excessive blood loss or excessive mana consumption.

External injuries are basically not a problem.

Kaiman opened his eyes wide and stared at the players who seemed to have done many battle cleanup tasks.

Such quality...

A group of novice rookies who are top junior magicians.

They all have a sense of order and bloodiness from having fought on the battlefield many times?

Every time they fight, they aim to kill with one blow.

They learn tactics to kill!

That's not right.

Players have died many times on the battlefield.

They can also pile up experience to figure out which fatal injuries need to be avoided and which parts cause the greatest injuries.

Anyway, they have a pain threshold, so they don't need to be afraid of pain at all, just kill!

As a result, Lin Xian misunderstood the reason for Cayman's shock.

Seeing him in a daze, he thought he had never seen a real bloody scene, so he raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"Don't be afraid, we are safe, these brothers and sisters, uh, are good people."

Looking at the three sand sculpture players in front of him who were half covered in blood and tossing the corpse over and over again.

Lin Xian added with difficulty.

"At least, most of the time they are good people."

After saying that.

Something moved in the mud pit that was blown out in the distance.

The momentum of the four people changed.

Jue Liu threw the bomb, Wu Ren and Luan Ma were responsible for the transmission, and Lin Xian set it on fire.

Bang! !

The originally small mud pit was blown up twice as large.

After confirming that nothing was moving over there, Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's completely safe now."

Cayman: "..."

The archers were all wearing the most common gray-white tough grass clothes among the refugees, with only scars and no tattoos.

I couldn't tell their identities.

Except for the bulging muscles that were inconsistent with the refugees who had been malnourished for a long time, there were no other clues.

The players could only put the bodies of the four archers aside first.

Go and see the magician in the mud pile who was not sure whether he was really dead or pretending to be dead.

Wu Ren picked up the mud covered with weeds on the top layer and was stunned when he saw the figure below.

"Fish tail?"

"What?" Luanma quickly cleared him out.

The other party had completely lost his breath.

This magician who endured humiliation and hid in the mud was indeed not a human.

But a...

"Mermaid?" Boredom racked his brains to describe it, "Uh, no, ugly mermaid?"

The other party's appearance was really not flattering.

I can only say that it complemented the stinking mud that had accumulated in the bushes for who knows how many years...

very well.

Black skin, overly scattered facial features, scales all over the body... and fangs sticking out of the lips.

It looked very different from the mermaid with beautiful appearance and singing voice in the legend!