I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 90: Master of Juggling


The virgin forest in the middle of the night.

Torrential rain.

Outside the hollow of a giant tree with a hollowed-out bottom.

Four faint green revolving lanterns were hung on the branches in the four directions.

The surface of the lamp is made of human skin.

Inside is the impetuous "Ghost Fire".

Necromancers like to use the "wispy fire", which is always on and off, as a lower-level replacement for the gem of knowledge.

Of course there is only one reason-

Poor.

Outside the ghost lights.

The protective barrier outlined with bone meal and apatite has long since been washed clean by the tumbling waterfall.

Even if the treehouse is still backed by the "Medium Negative Energy Shield".

The owner of the house still looks a little uneasy.

Chowdley is standing in front of the treehouse.

Looking silently into the depths of the rainy night jungle.

It seems that a little bit of trouble can affect his nerves.

He held a very thick and ugly staff tightly in his hand.

Swish swish!

A strange sound came from the branches.

Chodley raised his head suddenly, almost, the negative energy rays in his hand were about to pour out——

Fortunately, he pressed the head of the staff just in time.

Next second.

A group of enchanted squirrels jumped happily.

Chowdley watched quietly as they disappeared into the rain curtain.

"I'm so nervous."

Chowdley comforted himself in his heart:

"Since you've made a plan, you shouldn't worry about gains and losses so much."

Thinking of this.

He couldn't help but glance back.

Deep inside the tree house.

The two flamboyant guys are holding up his favorite babe and making comments, which upsets Choudley—

If it weren't for the sudden incident, he would never invite people to come to his home.

Not to mention showing off his long-cherished treasure!

"This thigh bone is really good..."

A necromancer's amazed voice came from the room:

"Presumably she must have been a beauty during her lifetime, right?"

Another added:

"It's really good, it's a pity not to use such long legs as "Bone Car Girl". "

Go to the special white bone car girl!

Choudley cursed inwardly:

The XP of these necromancers is really weird!

Right now.

The necromancer who held the thigh bone suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a smile:

"Chodley, are you in trouble?"

Choudley's expression tightened.

"Don't look at me like that. A guy like you who doesn't fit in, even the "Rainforest Ecology Institute" can't keep you, and suddenly invited us as a guest today - anyone with a little brain knows that there are Unusual, right? "

The speaker is Johansen.

He is a level 33 necromancer and one of the senior managers of the Ecology Institute.

He lowered his thighs.

He strode over to Chodley.

"Tell me what kind of enemy it is."

Johnson lit a cigarette for himself and handed one to Chodley:

"That's all we necromancers are good at."

"Anyway, the speed of tobacco leaves destroying the lungs will never catch up with the speed of negative energy eroding the brain. It is better to have fun in time."

Chowdley smiled reluctantly, then declined.

"I don't know the specifics."

He said solemnly:

"I only know that he has a level 34 elite gargoyle as a servant."

"That's not easy..."

Johnson was smoking a cigarette, and suddenly smiled strangely, showing his yellow teeth:

"What kind of secrets are you hiding? You are unwilling to accept the protection of the Institute when you encounter such a dangerous enemy?"

"If you want me to say, you won't be an undercover agent of other forces, will you?"

Choudley's face turned pale in a flash.

Who says necromancers are elm-headed! ?

He defended with a panicked face:

"How is it possible, I'm just not used to..."

Right now.

Heavy footsteps sounded ahead.

The three of them looked around.

But in the dark rain curtain, a macho man with one hand dragging a giant tree came out!

That's a real purgatory devil!

Although not an elite template, the dangerous atmosphere from purgatory made the necromancers instantly nervous.

On the shoulders of the macho.

A little guy is lying on his stomach, pointing at the tree house.

"I can add money!"

Choudley couldn't help shouting loudly.

But long before he shouted.

Johnson and another necromancer have disappeared without a trace!

He raised his ugly staff tremblingly.

Frightened and desperate.

"What a joke!"

"Our spells are massaging people against pure blooded devils!"

In the rain.

Johnson quickly threw "oil on the soles of his feet" and "rush march" on himself, and started running.

The other necromancer ran much slower.

In the latter's increasingly faint shouts.

The two sides quickly distanced themselves.

Johansson ran all the way in one breath before finding a relatively safe place to stop.

After quickly activating the negative energy shield on the clothes.

He begins to summon "Lower Bone Horses".

"It should be safe now."

When he thought so.

I suddenly felt something flying overhead.

He looked up.

I only saw dense branches and water droplets.

Pearl droplets hit his neck.

He felt cold.

Then he lost his ability to bow his head forever.

"You killed a necromancer (elite/human)"

"You earned 21 XP"

"You have gained 44 points of chivalry"

"The Execution Order reward is being obtained..."

"Failed to get the reward, you can't get the feat from the Necromancer"

"What did I say?"

"Necromancers are bad luck, and they are not very good at killing."

Roger touched the corpse indifferently.

Except for the standard robe with its own "Negative Energy Defense Cover".

The rest like bone meal, blood salts, apatite and the like are pretty much useless.

Reluctantly took out a few rings and necklaces that could be seen, but all of them were driven by negative energy.

Not only is the effect mediocre, but it also erodes the user's body.

It's worthless to Roger.

He stood up helplessly.

In the rain.

Ugu walked over with another necromancer's corpse.

Devils usually have high spell resistance.

Although not as ruthless as Roger, he is still a big daddy in front of low-level mages.

The strength of the Contractor in the early stage was slowly manifested.

The only threshold is the carrier of the written contract.

Poor Capella was probably still looking for "Old Bamboo" or "Stubborn Stone" when she was alive.

Few people know that rabbit skin can be used as a substitute.

"Master."

"The woodpecker was injured..."

Wu Gu's face was a little dignified:

"There's something wrong with that person."

"Huh?"

Roger was slightly surprised.

The woodpecker is a sturdy man who can even hold a female Thunder Dragon!

"But that guy seems to be the culprit who imprisoned the gargoyle."

"It's not surprising that there is something."

Thinking about it.

He shook off Ugu and rushed back as fast as he could.

The battlefield outside the treehouse was chaotic.

The woodpecker angrily waved the giant tree in his hand, razing the surrounding obstacles to the ground!

The edge of the battlefield.

The gargoyle is pinned to the ground by a pale blue mesh, waving its claws angrily.

Every time it moves.

The net on the body will be tightened by a point.

Just a few dozen breaths.

Its stony skin has been strangled with fine cracks!

A shadow quickly drifted off the battlefield.

He holds two daggers in his hands, and he moves like a ghost!

The woodpecker's waist and ankles have been stabbed with several wounds!

The wound is bleeding rapidly, and light green corruption elements appear on the edge.

The dagger was apparently poisoned.

If it weren't for the devil's poison resistance, I'm afraid the woodpecker would have fallen by now!

His health is plummeting.

The opponent didn't give him a chance to fight head-to-head at all.

Whether it is the timing of the shot or the angle of the shot, it can be called a firm, accurate and steady grasp——

It's an old yin.

"I'm overthinking it, and so is the owner of the gargoyle."

Choudley grasped the dagger and used the Shuttle Step skillfully.

This elite assassin's unique skill allows him to successfully turn the horned monster in front of him.

As for the gargoyle.

After being caught in the most notorious "fly net" in the Xilu Woodland, even the highest level of magical beasts must be obediently reduced to prisoners.

"Almost there."

He licked his lips habitually.

The devil in front of him became more and more agitated, and most of the time he lost his mind.

It's time to give him the fatal blow.

"It's a pity I couldn't kill Johansson with this devil's hand."

He thought with some regret.

Next second.

He then appeared ghostly behind the horned devil, dagger in his hand straight to its heart!

But at this time.

A murderous intent bloomed silently behind him!

How alert Choudley is, when he was, he tried to hide with a "quick hide", and then planned to dodge to the edge of the battlefield.

But the unexpected pain still pierced his nerves.

"How is that possible?!"

He watched helplessly as the lower body that was about to disappear into the shadows was wiped by a scarlet knife light.

Then fell silently into the muddy ground.

Icy raindrops hit his face.

The world turns black and white.

It's all down to the end.

"Hint: 'Deadly Fighter' is in effect..." (Note 1)

"You killed Choudley (human assassin/elite)"

"You earned 35 XP"

"You have gained 27 points of chivalry"

"The Execution Order reward is being obtained..."

"You have acquired a feat from Choudley - Bone Breaking"

"Huh?"

Roger glanced at the data column ~IndoMTL.com~ and trotted over to pick up the ugly staff.

"Master of Jugglers (Special Staff)"

"Rating: SS"

"Inlaid: Primordial Stone (Negative Energy)*6"

"Description: You can use this item and related spell scrolls to quickly cast spells and guide spells"

"Scroll space: 4/12 (limited to negative energy)"

"Producer: Choudley"

"Note: Now, the only difference between me and the Necromancer is IQ"

"Huh."

Roger couldn't help but stare at the corpse on the ground:

"I didn't expect to meet someone like me."

(Note 1. Here is an explanation of the mechanism of defeating the enemy.

Undodge means that it cannot be evaded by forced means such as skills, specialties, and moves.

During the move, the target still has room to dodge and parry.

It doesn't mean that as long as I use my eyes to select the enemy, an idea will definitely hit 100% in the past.

It's not a complete gamification after all.

In specific battles.

There will be a concept of move or attack completion.

After the "Movement Completion Degree" reaches a certain level, the target cannot dodge and can only parry or resist)


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