The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The Falcon Throw skill is exclusive to spear hunters.

Spear Hunter, Archer Rank, B-class profession.

Specializes in long-range lock-on attacks.

This Falcon Throw is a lock-on technique; simply put, it allows you to track your target.

Tracking skills typically don't deal much damage.

But this person was level 30, and the Somersault Cloud itself was relatively fragile.

So, with one strike, the Somersault Cloud's eyes gleamed, its tongue lolled out, and it began a hard landing on the spot.

"Wind Shield!"

Just before making close contact with the ground, Song Gua activated the Storm Knight clone skill.

A whirlwind swirled around his body, slowing his descent, and the shield absorbed most of the impact.

Of course, it still hurt a bit when you fall.

"Somersault Cloud, rest for a while, we'll help you get revenge!"

The Somersault Cloud dissipates, entering a cooldown period.

The escape route we just took was intentional on Song Gua's part.

Even if the somersault cloud isn't knocked down, he'll pretend to have an accident and fall from the sky.

The area where he was standing was now separated from the dungeon area by a slope, perfectly blocking his view.

Those three guys are definitely rushing over at full speed now.

They probably thought they had fallen to their deaths and came to collect the job change medals that had been dropped.

"Brothers, these three knock-offs dare to use our identities to do bad things, so..."

All the clones spoke in unison.

"Send him to meet God! Amen!"

Upon seeing Song Gua shot down, the three bearded men were overjoyed and quickly activated their speed-up abilities, rushing over at full speed.

When they arrived, they found no one at the bottom of the slope.

"That's strange, he clearly fell."

"Falling from such a height, even if you don't die, you'll be seriously injured. You probably won't be able to escape."

"I didn't see any beams of light from teleportation scrolls either."

Just as the three were wondering, people dressed in Taoist robes and wearing headbands with mahjong tile patterns appeared one by one from behind the trees and rocks not far away.

"I heard someone is imitating us."

"They were also involved in murder and robbery."

"Our boss said we bandits don't do this kind of low-level stuff."

"We only do big things!"

One person, two people, three people...

A full hundred bandits surrounded the three men with bushy beards.

Now, the tables have turned; the people who were surrounded are now in control.

"Where...did you all come from?"

The three were greatly puzzled.

How did these bandits happen to appear here?

The clones chattered away.

"We bandits are everywhere!"

"The stage is as big as your heart!"

"Don't ask me where I'm from, my hometown is in Northeast China."

"I am a wolf from the North~"

"I am a white fox who has waited for a thousand years~"

These clones were very relaxed and even started singing.

They managed to stump the three bearded men.

"Huff huff..."

A wave of heat swept over us.

Fire Brother, who breathes fire from both hands and wears a red headgear, hovers in mid-air.

"Stop messing around! Guardian units, get in front! Control units, stun them first! Damage dealers, unleash your attacks! Healers, keep the brothers' health down!"

After saying that, Brother Huozi took the initiative to make a move.

He struck out with his palm and shouted loudly.

"Inferno!"

This is a rare skill obtained in the Monkey Mountain dungeon.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, an area of ​​several dozen meters in radius centered on the three bearded men was engulfed in flames, which roared and shot into the sky, growing ever stronger.

Seeing this, the three bearded men chose the direction that seemed to be the weakest point in the defense and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire.

The skill of controlling sequences has arrived.

"My dear mother is clinging to me!"

"It's you again, you 10,000! Don't just shout out skill names!"

"Why do we have to shout out the skill names? Activating skills isn't voice-activated!"

"That looks more imposing."

"In war, it's all about momentum!"

It's the same problem as when I shaved his head last time.

The difference in level and equipment significantly weakened the control skills when they were applied to the three bearded men.

Either you can't control it, or you can only control it for a very short time before breaking free.

"Push them back!"

Several clones of the Guardian Sequence erected a shield wall and advanced, forcing the three bearded men back into the sea of ​​fire.

"Damn it! A bunch of level 10 newbies trying to take me on?!"

The man with the bushy beard simply took off his hood.

It's too hot.

There was fire all around.

They were wearing such a thick hood that their sweat was almost blinding them.

The other two also took off their hoods; they were also feeling stuffy.

The three gripped their weapons tightly and began to unleash their advanced skills.

"Splitting Mount Hua in two!"

"Charge!"

"Explosive Flame Grenade!"

A level 30 professional's skills are not to be underestimated.

Even with fully armed clones equipped with all sorts of buffs and level-a-half protective sequences, they were completely unable to withstand it.

They were all blasted away, and each of them had their health severely depleted.

Fortunately, their equipment was sturdy, and although their health was reduced by the skills, they were still in good physical condition.

"Holy crap! We can't stop it at all!"

"Level 30 is awesome."

"What should we do then? We've made such a big fuss; wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if we couldn't win?"

It looked like the three men with bushy beards were about to run away.

Blood Brother stepped forward, carrying a long whip.

"The Tide of Blood!"

The Vampire Duke class possesses innate rare-quality skills!

A vast expanse of crimson waves, centered on Blood Brother, rolled and crashed outwards.

Those who get caught in it all receive a severe slowing debuff, making it impossible for them to move an inch.

Each time the sea of ​​blood surges, it inflicts damage on those within it.

For the three level 30 players, the damage was not a concern, but the slow debuff was a real headache.

All three have the means to clear the control status.

However, the Blood Tide skill will repeatedly apply a slowing effect once you are trapped.

Unless we can leave this area.

However, its own speed has been reduced, making it difficult to leave.

Blood Brother kept circling around the three of them.

"Kill him!"

The spear hunter activated his skill Falcon Throw again, aiming it at Blood Brother.

This is a lock-on move; no matter how agile Blood Brother is, he can't dodge it.

"I'll do it!"

A clone of a warrior jumped out to shield Blood Brother from the attack.

He was below level ten and his equipment was poor, so he couldn't withstand the spear's penetrating power at all and was pierced through on the spot.

A bright, gruesome blood hole pierced his chest.

"Bro! You really are... I'll cry my eyes out!"

"Whiteboard, I'm useless now, just pass me over."

"it is good."

"You agreed quite readily."

"No time for sentimentality now. I'll burn you some extra paper money later. Bye!"

The heavily injured clone was bound by Blood Brother's whip, and with a forceful throw, it landed next to the spear hunter.

The clone grabbed the spear hunter's leg.

"hey-hey……"

"court death!"

The spear hunter raised his spear, thinking that a single basic attack should be enough to finish him off.

Suddenly, he felt a chill and sensed that something was wrong.

This guy is steaming.

This seems like... a sign of impending self-destruction!

"boom!!"

A white mushroom cloud rose into the air.

The spear hunter was too close to the center of the explosion and was instantly vaporized; even the things he blasted out were completely pulverized.

The power of the self-destruction was simply too great.

The powerful impact of the explosion sent the two bearded men flying, crashing through more than a dozen trees before finally coming to a stop.

Seeing that the other side was using self-destruction to kill them, the bearded man panicked.

"Madmen...this bunch of madmen..."