Shadow plane, war chess half-plane.
When Søren returned here again, everything in front of him was still the same, but there was no trace of Thaling 13. When he was about to explore this half-plane, suddenly a magic light appeared in front of him, and then Thaling 13 appeared in the teleportation circle. As the manager of the half-plane, Thaling 13 could perceive all the changes in the half-plane. It still looked at Søren with a blank face and said with a metallic voice, "You're back?"
"Do you want to continue the challenge?"
"If you don't pass the challenge, you won't be able to get the permission to enter."
Søren looked around. As the divine perception spread out, he found the traces of many alchemy creatures. A large number of golems were hidden nearby. During the Arcane Empire, they replaced most of the labor force and were also used as consumables on the battlefield. The number of golems arranged here would not be less than the number that appeared in the Battle of Golems. If he could take them all, Søren would not have to rely on the witch council everywhere. These golems could fully meet the needs of Modor City.
Rock golems, steel golems, and alchemy golems.
There was alchemy technology here that was far beyond the material plane. Søren was more and more determined to get it.
"Challenge."
Søren stood in front of Thaling 13 and said in a deep voice, "I'm ready."
As alchemy creatures, Thaling creatures were more like super-intelligent robots. They had their own souls, but they acted according to the soul imprint left by the creator, just like the law of robots. Thaling 13 in front of him was the manager and guardian of this place. Obviously, its creator had left some orders, even if he might fall. After all, even if an arcanist was facing death, he would still want to keep some of his works.
The half-plane was the best work!
Wizards created a world from nothing. Maybe it was not a large space, but it definitely took a lot of effort.
"The challenge begins!"
Thaling 13's eyes lit up, and then the teleportation circle opened. Søren's figure disappeared.
It was still the beginning.
When Søren opened his eyes again, he was already standing at the entrance of the village. In the distance, the sky was filled with flames, and he could vaguely hear the roars of demons.
He didn't stop at all.
Søren instantly slipped into the darkness and carefully hid.
A group of Dretches appeared. They did not notice Søren and just destroyed everything in front of them excitedly.
"Very good!"
Søren took a deep breath and murmured, "The first step is a success. Now we need to find a suitable weapon and see if there are any other survivors in the village. "
Without power, one could only rely on wisdom.
This was probably the original intention of the creator, because it seemed that no matter who appeared, they were just ordinary people at the beginning.
Weapons.
This was what Søren needed the most right now.
This time, he didn't go to the blacksmith's shop. Instead, he carefully moved forward in the shadows, looking for a big house that was more eye-catching. There were usually militia guards in such a village. There were no weapons in the blacksmith's shop, but it was possible to find some with the militia. Many places nearby were already on fire, and there were sounds of fighting on the other side of the village. Søren quickly found a good house.
"Boom!"
The raging fire burned down a house, and the sound of it collapsing was heard.
Søren also took this opportunity to quickly rush into the house. There were a few wandering Dretches nearby. They noticed the noise here, but they didn't care.
Because they only heard the sound of the house collapsing, and they were excited because of the destruction.
There were no swords.
Søren just glanced inside and found that there were no swords, but there were other weapons.
A hunting bow that was in perfect condition!
There were only seven arrows. The number was not enough, but it should play a big role. The requirements for archery were quite high. A sharpened wooden shaft was not useful at all. A complete arrow should be composed of three parts: the arrowhead, the shaft, and the feather. If the quality of the arrows did not meet the requirements, the shooting accuracy would be reduced. The quality of the arrows in front of him was probably very difficult to recycle.
Seven arrows.
Soran took a deep breath, held the hunting bow in his hand, and equipped the quiver with arrows. Then, he carefully walked out of the cave.
Three Dretches.
One was lying on the ground gnawing on something, the other was jumping around in the fire, and the last one seemed to be looking for something. Through the light of the fire, they could see that it was holding a small silver-white object, which seemed to be silver jewelry.
Demons also liked to collect trophies!
Søren held his breath and quietly approached. The lethality of the hunting bow was not enough, and it was difficult to cause fatal damage to the demons. It was not easy to penetrate the demon's skin. He needed to get closer and increase the penetration of the hunting bow. It was best to shoot directly in the head, so he could kill one of the demons first.
"Swoosh!"
An arrow flew out from the darkness.
Søren still had his archery skills, and the Dretch that was eating something was shot in the head. The arrow was directly nailed into the head, and it died on the spot!
Success.
After killing a Timurid Demon first, Soran immediately aimed at the second one with an arrow on his bow.
The death of their companion alerted the other Dretches, and they all rushed toward the place where Søren was hiding. But at this time, the second arrow was shot and hit the chest of the Dretch that rushed in front.
"Swoosh!"
Søren did not hesitate and shot five arrows in a row. Two arrows hit the enemy's head, and three Dretches were killed in one breath.
"Phew!"
At this time, Søren relaxed a little, and he actually felt a sense of exhaustion.
He had overexerted himself.
This ordinary person's physical fitness was really low, and his physical fitness was not up to his combat requirements at all.
Kitchen knife!
He needed a kitchen knife.
Søren quickly glanced around, then took out the kitchen knife from the blacksmith shop and quickly came to the body of the Dretch.
"Dang!"
He raised the kitchen knife and cut the Dretch's fingers. The hard bones were difficult to cut, but he still cut off the longest finger. Next to it was the body of a woman. It seemed that the Dretch had just eaten her. The nature of demons was evil. Søren was not surprised by this, but he was a little shocked by everything here.
He had a weapon.
And it was an extraordinary weapon!
As an ordinary person, Soran's brain was also working quickly. Tactics, skills, and command were all indispensable. It seemed that he had rarely encountered a battle that required such a comprehensive ability to test his own abilities.
The claws of the Dretch.
Because of its demon bloodline, its claws were regarded as a '+ 1 natural magic weapon'. This was an extraordinary weapon that was difficult to find in the entire village.
A dagger.
Soran spent five minutes crafting the dagger into a simple dagger.
This poor + 1 dagger was enough for him to break through the defense of any demon nearby. As long as he could break through the defense, there was a possibility of success for him!
After all, his experience and skills accumulated through countless battles were not just for show.
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"No injuries, no hunger, and my stamina is enough."
Søren took a little rest and then began to move forward. He thought to himself, "I have a weapon now, and I can fight against a small group of demons. Now I have to explore the surroundings and find the key to break through the situation."
"This challenge seems to be a test of my comprehensive ability without strength. There should be a way to defeat the demons."
"Everything here is so real."
"I don't know if I can use it to train my subordinates in the future. Such a real battle may be able to train some elites."
Flames jumped.
Søren moved forward along the dark corners. Many corpses began to appear nearby. There were old people, women, and children. Adult men seemed to be rare. It could be judged that they were summoned in advance to defend, and the demons broke in from other places and slaughtered the old, weak, women, and children. If this was the case, then there should be militia fighting against the demons.
Two more Dretches appeared.
This time, Soran went up to the Dretch directly. Facing the aggressive Dretch, he rolled to the side and swung his dagger.
"Plop."
The demon's claws cut open the enemy's throat, and the + 1 rare weapon easily killed one.
"You want to run?"
Facing the Dretch that was frightened by the sudden death of its companion, Søren quickly rushed up and killed it.
Very good start.
Except for not being able to level up in this challenge, Søren had gradually adapted to this kind of battle.
Defeating the strong with the weak.
It was a battle of momentum and explosive skills in a life and death battle.
There were more and more corpses on the ground.
Most of them were human, but there were also demons. Søren found a different corpse. His ears were a bit pointy, and he looked like a half-elf.
Next to the corpse, there was a damaged hunting bow and an ordinary dagger.
Søren put away the dagger and looked at the corpse. He found a quiver with eight wolf fang arrows in it. This half-elf should be a hunter in the village because he was wearing animal skin.
A + 1 rare dagger, an ordinary dagger, a hunting bow, and ten arrows.
These were all Søren's equipment.
In front of him, there were other demons. This time, there were not only Dretches, but there were also middle-grade demons.
He was challenging middle-grade demons above level 5.
It was almost impossible for him to win with his current ability. There were more and more sounds of resistance in the distance. It seemed that the casualties of the villagers were very serious.
"How do I break out of this?"
Søren frowned. He glanced around, and suddenly there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. He quickly sneaked to the side.
He found a military crossbow.
The corpse next to it seemed to be a guard. It seemed to be a member of the village guard. In this case, if there was a military crossbow, then it would be very useful.
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