No matter how good a hunter was, there would be a day when he would become the hunted. This was the only unchanging law of nature.
"… Perhaps I will become the hunted one day, but definitely not now. I definitely won't fall at the hands of a bunch of youngsters. To think that they would be the first to treat me as a pushover. Are you youngsters who haven't even been on the battlefield so arrogant, or am I, Rorschach, so old that I can't hold a sword anymore … You want to stand out by stepping on me?! "
The instant that Rorschach saw that he had been targeted, he was somewhat surprised. But the next moment, Rorschach understood what was going on. Then, he found it funny and a little angry.
In Star Knight Academy, although Rorschach kept a low profile, he still had quite a reputation.
From the very beginning, other kids would say, "Look, Rorschach in other people's classes has already become a Descender, and he's even made a name for himself." But recently, people would say, "Interact more with Lord Rorschach as he might be of help to us in the future." Rorschach probably had quite a reputation in this small circle.
But for hotheaded youngsters who were eager to stand out, having a good reputation was a good thing. Only by stepping on others would they be able to get something out of it.
What if they couldn't beat him?
"How is it possible that we can't beat him? We're all 6th grade graduates. How big of a difference is there? Even if he's slightly stronger, we have the advantage in numbers. "
In the dark forest, invisible sound waves were communicating with each other.
"His physical body limits his stats. Just look at him and you can tell that he definitely can't fight in close combat. With a bunch of burly men descending from the sky, how is he going to fight? Is he going to use his small arms and legs to massage us? "
This guy was quite confident. He was probably imagining himself as a group of Spartan men descending from the sky and becoming famous in a single battle.
"That's right. We even spent a large sum of money to obtain his coordinates and ambushed him, giving us an absolute advantage. His nickname of 'Ghost in the Fog' came from chasing after long-range enemies. He's definitely trash in close combat. As long as I can get close to him, I'll be able to kill him in a single second. "
This young warrior monk … was trying his best to prove that Rorschach (Sword Saint) was trash in close combat. As long as he was given a chance, he would be instantly killed.
"If we can't beat him, we'll just run. Now, a lot of people are watching him. As long as we perform well, we will be able to shine. Heh, this is such a good opportunity to show off. Everyone, relax a little and do your best to show off. There will definitely be people who want to recruit us. "
This was a little more realistic. He was already considering what would happen after he "bid farewell".
But to the owner of nothing, it was not a loss.
A small team, two unaffiliated players, and two magic armors were waiting in the forest, preparing to ambush Rorschach, who was bound to pass by.
It had to be said that as a pure rookie team, their choice was quite good. It was indeed easy to gain an advantage by scheming against the unsuspecting.
Since this was a "show" to showcase one's abilities, it would be better to shine in the middle of the stage for a short period of time rather than working hard at the edge of the stage.
More and more people were watching the match from the spectator seats.
After all, this was just the beginning. There were no signs of fighting in other places, and the one fighting was Rorschach, who was very famous on a certain level.
However, they were not only spectators but also ambushers. They were destined to be disappointed.
"% … &"
A strange whisper suddenly echoed throughout the entire forest. Everyone was startled by this whisper, but they soon realized what had happened.
The forest had come alive.
The ranger who was standing on top of a tree and had locked onto his target suddenly felt the ground beneath him break.
He nimbly somersaulted. Just as he was thinking about how many points he would lose from the spectators' impression of him, a hole suddenly appeared in the tree he had stepped on.
"Ah!"
The ranger didn't even have time to scream before he slid into the hole.
Since the game "Child of the Forest" was already so pitiful, the others were even more unlucky.
The spellcaster was directly dragged into the bushes by the magic vines that suddenly appeared. The monk, who was in a hurry to rescue the spellcaster, stepped on the noose and was directly hung horizontally into the sky. Before he could struggle to free himself, a sweeping tree trunk suddenly hit the back of his head and knocked him unconscious.
"Activate the magic armors!"
Their companions' voices rang out as the two players on the magic armors began to move.
But no matter what they did, the magic armors didn't move at all.
As the temporary team leader, the swordsman was also dragged into the air by the magic vines. He could only sigh helplessly. In his field of vision, the magic armors were already covered in grass.
Roots and magic vines had already crawled into the gaps between the magic armors. Perhaps even the magic armors' core engines were now green.
Just like that, a small team that exceeded the standard was annihilated without knowing what had happened.
While everyone was struggling in their predicament, a figure that should have been far away suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Rorschach's expression was rather strange. He was truly puzzled.
"What gave you the courage to ambush a wood spirit ranger blessed by the forest in the middle of the forest?"
In a way, the newbie team that ambushed Rorschach had indeed accomplished their goal — to become the focus of the spectators and leave a deep impression on all the employers.
They probably didn't expect to accomplish their goal in such a manner … They became the first contestants to leave the stage. At the same time, they left a deep impression on all the spectators with their stupidity and recklessness.
From the perspective of the magical world, the connection between the physical body and the soul was absolute. The physical body would affect a person in all aspects, including personality, interests, and job classes.
In the Ansorenne world, Rorschach was a mage by profession. His job class was a dark ranger. But in reality, Rorschach really didn't learn the dark ranger's combat techniques that could be described as "despicable foreigners." He didn't even consider the dark elf's traditional poison and dark magic.
In the end, the physical body of a Gold Elf allowed him to become a relatively pure Spell Caster. Yes, a Spell Caster with the title of Sacred Swordsman.
And Aishi's half-wood spirit physical body had a completely different bloodline attribute from that of the Gold Elf.
Just as that warrior monk had said, Roxia's weak physical body limited his foundational power. No matter how powerful his sword techniques were, there would be a limit to how much damage he could do if he didn't have enough strength. It was basically unrealistic for him to take the path of a warrior. After all, Roxia's wood spirit bloodline wasn't one of the Seven Virtues of the Wood Spirits that specialized in melee combat.
And the wood spirit bloodline was a silver bloodline. It wasn't weak at all. Their natural affinity with nature made them very suitable to become users of nature's power. For example, nature mages and rangers.
The pulse of the soul would in turn affect the physical body. After Rorschach successfully advanced into a Legend-ranked mage in the Ansorenne world, he returned to Aishi and discovered that he had also become a mage here.
Although nature mage was very suitable for his talent, it was a pity that he didn't learn it at all before. Fortunately, he was a forest ranger who also cultivated nature magic. Thus, naturally, a forest ranger who was more proficient in nature magic than bow and dual swords was born.
Professions were originally paths opened by seniors. Although Rorschach's path was a little crooked, there was no right or wrong in itself. In the past few years, he had been trying to catch up on nature magic. Unfortunately, the speed of his improvement wasn't fast enough.
After all, Ansorenne was the focus of the Game Church. Rorschach didn't have much time in Aishi to begin with. The time he had to train and learn was even less. In addition, that strange talent of his was constantly dragging him down.
But fortunately, or perhaps it was fate, the wood spirit race was indeed a little special.
The wood spirit race was the race that didn't need steel the least. Their city was in the forest. From their houses to their daily necessities, everything was made of wood — living wood.
Not only daily necessities, but military equipment, including the wood spirit airships and aircraft carriers, were also made of towering trees. Their magical plant exoskeletons were their special magical armor equipment. The wood spirit race's wooden equipment formed a strange pattern that was similar to other Aishi races.
With the help of a certain powerful wood spirit, Roxia also successfully changed the way he cast his spells while in his wood spirit state. Now, he was using the same method of controlling and controlling the steel elemental. The only difference was that he now controlled trees and forests.
Alright, the situation was clear now. Ambushing a pure nature element wood spirit ranger in the forest was something that newbies like them could only come up with.
From the moment they sneaked into the forest, all the trees were trying to locate Rorschach and the others. They were like bats ambushing in the night.
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