Elf Archer of Life in Another World

The Dark Mage, named the Mage, is actually a fallen alchemist.

There are many dark mages hidden in the city of Usher. The black robes and bone staffs are their most prominent appearance features, their weirdness and paranoia are their character portrayals, and their loneliness and pride are their way of life.

The biggest difference between them and alchemists is that the alchemists’ test containers contain metals, minerals, or the corpses of other strange animals; while their test containers that are polished with human skulls may contain human hearts. , blood and brains.

For the Christmas Clown mercenary group that has been entrenched in the City of Usher all year round, these disgustingly dark guys are very familiar, especially after they personally and curiously raided the laboratories of several dark mages.

So at this moment

"nausea."

After listening to Simil's self-introduction, the twins hid their noses, frowned, and took two steps back.

Nian Nian, who was holding his bow and arrow behind Simil's back, also shuddered. Thinking of the cabinets filled with the smell of sour rot and the scarlet liquid rolling in the test tubes, he quickly pulled Mrs. Morgan's reins and let her go far away. That man in black robe.

Although she had seen Simil dressed like this, she didn't expect that this person was the same as those murderers.

"Simir? Dark Mage?" Si Sui, who was sitting behind Nian Nian, was a little surprised.

He had seen this person twice, but he didn't expect that this was the lucky person who triggered the hidden profession. But judging from the reactions of his sister and others, there seemed to be something wrong with this hidden profession?

"Dark mages are a bunch of lunatics who want to turn living people into stone." Nian Nian turned around and complained. Mrs. Morgan jumped and jumped, and she was about to hit the retreating twins.

"The mild ones train the corpse, the moderate ones train others, and the seriously ill ones want to train themselves." Hyde nimbly avoided Mrs. Morgan and introduced it to the confused Shi Sui.

"That is called returning all things to the essence of chaos, and then gaining new life from chaos." Jekyll corrected the two people's statements pertinently.

"Which freshman is going to turn into a puddle of unknown liquid?" Nian Nian pouted.

"Well... to a certain extent, liquid is really the initial state of life, such as sperm."

click

A large round ice block opened Haide's mouth, and hesitating sounds leaked from the cracks on the edge of the ice block. Although Haide's words could not be heard clearly, Nian Nian knew that this man was very angry now.

Nian Nian shrank his neck, looked at Sister Sarah with a cold face, jumped off Mrs. Morgan and stood at attention.

What Hyde said just now doesn’t sound like a curse word, right? Why was it silenced by Sister Sara’s ice?

Hyde carried the staff like a mallet, smashed the ice cubes in his mouth with two bangs, spat out a mouthful of crushed ice, turned to face Sarah, and glared angrily.

"Watch your words." Sara raised her eyebrows, her earrings flashed, and she tilted her head slightly, "Where are you going?"

The four people present turned their heads at the same time. Simil, who had already walked a few meters away, looked at the two ice picks crisscrossed from the ground and turned around helplessly.

"I just plan to visit the camp and say hello to the leader of this caravan."

Every year, it is said: "The leader is here, he doesn't welcome you, you can leave."

Simil took a step, and Nian Nian immediately became alert, staring intently at this man's movements. If he planned to do something beyond the player's authority, only Nian Nian could be restricted by those present.

"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary player now. Otherwise, if the two of us fight," Simil raised his head and looked at the crescent moon above his head, "there will be a natural disaster nearby, and no one will do it.

If you lose, no one will win."

I don't believe what he said every year.

The rating of Simiel in her heart had long since fallen into the sewers of the City of Usher.

"The mission is over."

As the last word fell, the mission light chain on Nian Nian's right hand suddenly appeared, and the dazzling purple-gold light jumped high into the sky.

Nian Nian raised his arms in surprise.

She remembered that when she received the mission in Mingtang Bagua City, the mission light chain was only red. How come it now turned into purple and gold, symbolizing the highest level?

The cluster of purple-gold fireworks above his head fell like a curtain of rain. In the blink of an eye, Nian Nian's level was raised to level 59.

"Join the caravan to participate in the world mission. This part is successfully completed." Simil said in a calm tone.

"My identity has also changed, and things like issuing missions will no longer be under my control, so I'd better solve your remaining problem as soon as possible."

"I remember that there was another requirement for this task at that time." Nian Nian raised her eyebrows. She guessed that the reward for this task should not have been so generous, but she still didn't want to thank this person.

"He has already left China." Simil lowered his head and paused, "He should arrive in Gaia a few days earlier than us."

Of course, a majestic national master of a country cannot just come and go, but Adam obviously had a plan in advance, and he specifically reported to Simil before leaving China. Simil also used his authority to help with some small favors.

Shi Sui frowned slightly behind Nian Nian. The guess he and Song Qing made at that time was indeed correct.

For the missions received every year, coming to the caravan is the real content, and killing the national master is just an additional condition in the nature of an easter egg.

Now it seems that the person who issued this mission is actually the Simil in front of me?

These two people...

"Are you really just an ordinary player?" Nian Nian asked.

Simil nodded.

"Really??" As if he couldn't believe it, he confirmed it again every year.

"Really." Simil replied very patiently. He knew what Nian Nian was confirming.

With the exact interpersonal information, Albert will find out the details of this data body sooner or later.

Simil has no right to interfere with what Albert will do with her later, and will not interfere.

Therefore, he was telling the truth: "I will never and cannot threaten you again."

While Nian Nian was still hesitating, an arm already held her in his arms.

Looking at the dark blue gemstone bracelet on this arm every year, I gave up all my chaotic thoughts, let go of all my worries, and just smiled and acted coquettishly:

"Nick, let's beat him up!"

"You don't need to tell me, I will do the same." Nick lazily put his head on Nian Nian's shoulder, grabbed her hands and danced, as if he was conducting a piece of music.

"Did Sara say she wanted to teach you some ballroom dancing?"

She giggles and stomps around every year. The dark blue gemstone bracelet reflects her emerald eyes, like the wind-ruffled lake surface in the forest, full of vitality and agility.

The swirling breeze covered Simil's body and lifted him into the air. Several thin wind ropes wrapped around his limbs and neck, tightening them tighter and tighter.

The careless Nick was suddenly startled, let go of Nian Nian's wrist, and pulled her behind him.

The figure in mid-air has broken free from the shackles of the wind rope, flowing down like a melted wax statue, splashing on the ground, and condensing into a human form again.

This vaguely colored fluid humanoid mouth said: "Don't be so violent. If you have something to say, please say it."

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and a huge black flower bud rose under the man's feet.

The petals overlap one another, and the stamens are overflowing with fragrance, blinding Simir's eyes, and the honey-like mucus pulls Simir's bone staff and feet.

In another moment, the buds closed tightly, and the fiery red beast rushed out, like lightning made of flames, and the giant hammer in York's hand smashed the new buds like thunder.

The flower buds shattered into mud and turned into a pool of red and black on the ground. After a while, the red color disappeared and seemed to seep into the ground.

Everyone present looked solemn and looked around alertly.

"As a friendly reminder, I am different from those impostors in the City of Usher." Simiel reluctantly crawled back to the ground, his face a little ugly.

He looked at the dark red stone embedded in the metacarpal bone of the bone staff and felt a little distressed.

The cost of making this kind of gem is still quite high, and it is also very troublesome to make. He had not planned to return to his original job so soon, and he did not have much inventory for the time being.

"I think so." Sarah's voice sounded, and two lines of ice climbed up Simil's calves, freezing his legs instantly.

"Physical attacks don't seem to have much impact on you, right?"

Simil nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Moreover," Dion also walked out, "You should be the kind of alchemist who tries to refine himself, and has already achieved initial results, such as temporarily entering a state of chaos."

Simil could only admit it.

Are these people a little too familiar with the dark mage profession?

Why does he seem to have lost all sense of mystery?

"And I also believe that this ability is not unlimited. For example," Nick flicked his finger, and a grain of sand hit the bone staff, "that broken stone that was clenched in the bone is the Battery Philosopher's Stone, right?"

Nick turned to look at his companions: "The professional composition of our mercenary group seems a bit unscientific."

If there was a high-level fire holy mage here, this guy Simil would be easy to deal with.

Sarah shrugged. She wondered if high-temperature steam might be useful.

With a slight wave of the Simil bone staff, the ice cubes on his legs instantly shattered and melted. He stamped his feet on the spot, still seeming a little cold.

"Then kill until you can no longer recover." Nick concluded lazily.

"...I will fight back." Simil was speechless.

Are these guys a little too arrogant? Even if they are much better than players of the same level, they are not just fools, right?!

"Brother, lend me the people from Mingtang!" Nian Nian grabbed Shi Sui's sleeve. Fire-based holy mage is not the only profession that can set fire.

"Okay." Shi Sui didn't hesitate and raised his hand to send a message to call someone.

"Wait a minute." Simil quickly raised his hand and looked at Nian Nian, "Don't be so resentful. We are old acquaintances after all."

Nian Nian held out a middle finger and turned her head to avoid his sight.

"Okay, I admit that there were some things before..." Simil was silent and sighed after a while, "Actually, I have nothing to apologize for. From a common sense perspective, there is nothing wrong with my attitude."

Nian Nian remained silent and turned to leave.

"Let's talk, let's talk alone."