Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Avira carried Rhodes away from the goblin camp.

Above the campsite are rolling hills.

After a quick assessment, she headed towards the town of Phil.

"I don't have any elixirs to alleviate mental damage on me. You can close your eyes and rest for a while."

While maintaining her high-speed movement, Avira gave instructions to Rhodes.

"Okay." A weak voice came from his shoulder.

Avira moved very fast, but surprisingly smoothly, giving Rhodes the feeling of an experienced driver on a highway.

Just then, Avira suddenly stopped.

I only felt a colorless, transparent weapon whiz past my eyes and strike the cliff face beside me with a soft sound.

Sure enough, he couldn't shake her off.

Rhodes' heart leaped into his throat once more.

As he watched as Avira drew her greatsword and prepared to put him down, he whispered, "The opponent is a mid-level Soul Blade user."

"If you really can't handle it in a while, you can try using me as a human shield."

"What?" Avira looked closely at Rhodes' face to make sure he wasn't joking.

If it weren't for the fact that the enemy was approaching, she would have at least asked Rhodes if his mind had been damaged by the emotional trauma.

If you're no match for both of them and you'll both die, what's the point of being a shield?

Rhodes' voice was barely audible: "I just have a guess, what if there's a hidden master by my side all along?"

"Heh." Avira sneered. "You might as well pray that I'm a top-tier warrior hiding my true strength."

Rhodes shook his head, not wanting to waste any more time, and just gave a wry smile:

"This is just my personal judgment and may not be accurate, which is why I said it was a last resort when there was absolutely no other way to deal with it."

"Do you think I'm definitely no match for her?" Avira asked haughtily, her voice filled with dissatisfaction, but she still gently placed Rhodes in a safe spot against the rock.

A figure leaped lightly from behind the rocks, her pale pink hair falling beside her cheeks, a sly smile on her face.

He was dressed in dark, form-fitting leather armor and held a spirit blade in his hand.

It was Reese, a mid-level player.

"There's no room for negotiation between us. You hand him over to me, and I'll let you go, how about that?" Reese said lightly.

Avira held the greatsword across her chest, her eyes sharp, her gaze fixed firmly on Reese.

Seeing that Avira remained unmoved, he continued, "I don't really want to kill him anymore. This mage is quite interesting. I've decided to keep him by my side, and then..."

Reese suddenly moved halfway through her sentence, her figure as elusive as she lunged at Avira from the side.

Avira wielded her greatsword, maintaining the advantage of its length to prevent her opponent from getting close.

Just as the greatsword was about to strike, Reese deftly twisted to the side, letting the heavy blade glide past her waist and abdomen.

She roughly estimated Avira's strength and chose to avoid her attack, but her psychic blade darted towards the joint of the heavy armor.

Avira didn't know the length of the psychic blade, so she could only choose the safest way. She suddenly twisted her body, letting the psychic blade glide across the surface of the heavy armor, leaving a clear scratch.

Reese drifted away like a wisp of smoke, moving rapidly around Ivyra and stabbing her from all directions.

But after the attack, Avira realized that this strange mental weapon could not harm her unless it hit her body, so she only needed to be careful not to let it slip through her gaps.

This is where the advantages of heavy armor become apparent.

"Jingle bells."

The crisp sounds of impact continued one after another.

Avira did not choose to launch high-frequency attacks. Instead, she waited for the opportune moment, occasionally swinging her heavy sword to retaliate and conserve her strength.

Reese dodged the sword and attacked again.

She lunged at her opponent from the side, then with a feint, she shifted to face Avira directly.

Suddenly, her red eyes flashed, meeting the eyes inside the heavy armor helmet.

Allure!

To Reese's surprise, the heavily armored warrior in front of her did not lose his composure; instead, he swung his greatsword and slashed down.

She hastily dodged, but was still grazed by the blue-green lightning on the greatsword.

Immediately, a sharp pain shot through my body.

Reese increased the distance and made some adjustments, which relieved the numbness in her body.

She licked her upper lip, somewhat surprised: "The charm didn't work?"

Then, suddenly remembering something, she twitched her nose a few times.

"Are you an elf?"

"And a high elf with very pure blood?"

"Heh." Avira chuckled lightly. "You have good taste, lowly cat demons."

That's how the elves are. In the eyes of most high elves, if all races were ranked according to their merits, the elves would definitely be number one.

The remaining miscellaneous races are tied for second place.

After all, in their eyes, all other races are equally inferior and lowly, and there is no need to distinguish between superior and inferior.

Oh, right, these elves single out the drow and rank it third.

Reese wasn't angry. She glanced at Rhodes and suddenly realized where he had learned his sword song.

Using her agility, she launched another attack, weaving through the gaps in the slashing thunder swords, leaping onto a rock with her fingers spread wide.

A thorn in the heart.

However, this emotional trauma did not render Avira unable to fight. She merely swayed slightly, her eyes momentarily glazed over, before unleashing an even more ferocious fighting spirit.

The greatsword, imbued with the power of thunder, cleaved down, shattering the rock on which Reese was standing.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so resistant to emotional damage too?"

"This is so difficult."

Reese landed lightly.

She no longer attempted psychological attacks, but instead focused on maximizing her speed and agility.

The battle between the two sides seemed to have returned to its initial state.

One is roaming at high speed seeking opportunities, while the other waits patiently for the opportune moment.

Avira's armor was covered in a dense array of scratches.

Reese suddenly appeared behind him and changed her attack, heading straight for Rhodes.

Avira unleashed a powerful performance, making several interceptions.

Reese jumped away easily.

A smile appeared on her lips, and her ruby-like eyes glanced at Rhodes with a playful smile.

She then repeated the process, but Avira once again unleashed her full power to intercept her.

We're going to lose if we keep going like this!

Rhodes frowned.

There was already a gap between the mid-tier and elite tiers, and Avira managed to close the gap by virtue of her heavy armor and resistance to mental damage.

But once Reese turns her attention to her, Avira can only expend her energy to protect her, and she will be the first to run out of energy.

The two players on the field also clearly noticed this.

Unfortunately, Avira was powerless to change the situation and could only watch as the nimble cat-enchantress continued to wear her down.

No, it's too stupid to just sit here and watch the show.

I need to think of a way.

Rhodes sat up slightly, though he had recovered somewhat, every small movement he made was tinged with weakness.

I still have a lot of magic left, but I can't chant sword songs for melee combat.

The explosion of the fire arrow will also affect Avira.

Rhodes's gaze hardened.

[Next enhancement requires 1250/700 Life Essence]

You have one chance to strengthen yourself!

Please select a skill enhancement direction.

[Sword Song - Undead Damage (Normal): Sword Song deals additional damage to undead and undead creatures.]

【Flame Arrow - Shield Breaker (Rare): Flame Arrow can directly penetrate physical shields with weak defenses】

[Abandon this enhancement and randomly obtain one epic enhancement from your existing skills]