It was like riding a roller coaster with ups and downs.
Mr. Snève gradually recovered from a trance state. He suddenly found that he had nothing to say. He felt calmer than he imagined.
He had never felt like this for many years. After his emotions were partially vented, it turned out to be like this.
The small forest elves that could be seen around him gradually disappeared in front of him. His vision became clearer, and even his breathing became smoother unconsciously.
"What is this smell?"
He moved his nose, only to feel that he smelled a tangerine-like fragrance at this time. He saw a bottle in Luoqiu's hand that had been unscrewed at this time. The fragrance seemed to come from this bottle.
"Antidote." Luoqiu smiled slightly, "It was dropped when we were fighting monsters. The description said that it can effectively dispel the negative effects of the miasma and some detoxification effects."
"It seems that even the poison damage I was originally inflicted with …" Mr. Snève couldn't help but be startled again. He was surprised to find that his declining HP had stopped.
The reason for the continuous injury was from Mr. Varley's servant, Cadillac. He didn't even get hit by the arrow. He was already poisoned just by passing by. This showed the power of the poison on the arrow.
This was obviously not something that could be dispelled by an antidote dropped by a monster. How could there be such a coincidence?
While doubting in his heart, Mr. Snève, who was cured of the poison state, quickly opened the small bag on his body. He grabbed various herbs, fruits and other things from it, then he mixed them together, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed them directly into his stomach.
This probably had an immediate effect. His expression also began to ease up … His HP was slowly increasing.
"Thank you." He suddenly said solemnly.
"Mr. Snève, do you want to team up with us?"
"I'm afraid this is not my decision." Snève shook his head. "I've trained the black dragon for many years, but I still can't make it understand the meaning of words … For such a prompt, the chances of it choosing the right one is only fifty percent."
Generally speaking, if one side made a request to form a team, the other side would naturally choose to accept or reject … Choosing one out of the two, there was indeed a fifty percent chance.
As for Black Dragon, it was obviously the name of Mr. Snève's black dog.
"We have to give it a try," Boss Luo laughed, "It's okay if you refuse, just try a few more times."
"You …" Mr. Snève looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously. "Do you really think you can win this game?"
Boss Luo shook his head and said, "In most cases, winning is definitely better than losing. But if the process is more interesting than the result, I don't mind losing."
Mr. Snakel opened his mouth. He subconsciously looked at his surroundings, as if he was trying to make certain things clear … .To make certain that the little light shadows that appeared beside him just now, did not appear at all.
After a long time, Mr. Snève nodded and sighed, "So be it. Anyway, the worst ending is to die here … This time, I didn't intend to leave the chessboard space."
His luck was pretty good. The black dragon successfully chose to accept on his first try.
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Suddenly, it began to wag its tail — stood up from its prone position, and then came to Miss Servant Girl's side and wagged its tail.
It seemed to be fawning — but obviously, Miss Servant Girl didn't have any reward in hand, or she didn't intend to give any reward at all.
At the same time, those messy function cards that belonged to the black dragon were transferred to Miss Servant Girl's preparation area.
There were not only Miss Servant Girl's function cards, but also the function cards that belonged to Tiff and Chef Nelson. Now, counting the function cards that were randomly placed by the black dragon, the number of function cards in Miss Servant Girl's preparation area was magnificent.
"Perhaps one-third of the function cards are here?" Mr. Nelson couldn't help murmuring at this moment.
He glanced at the card box with the function cards on the chessboard … According to the number of function cards that Miss Servant Girl had now, it was almost one-third the height of the card box.
But in fact, no one knew how many function cards there were in the card box — at least now, the card box was still full.
"First it was Tiff, then it was Nelson, and now it's Snake …" Mr. Varley squinted his eyes and smiled. "I feel like I'm being condemned. In addition, too many function cards may not be a good thing. Too many choices will only make the originally suitable card combination more difficult to choose. "
Miss Servant Girl suddenly chuckled, "Mr. Varley, if we meet, will you accept my team application and pass the level together?"
"Why are you in such a hurry to decide the winner?" Mr. Varley said at this time, "This is not a game to find a way to beat the last keeper … Ah, it's my turn to roll the action point again. I hope there will be an ideal point."
As he said, he threw the die on the chessboard, it spun slowly and finally stopped … Mr. Varley looked at the point that appeared and a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "This is what I want."
Action point, 3: 00.
On the chessboard, the distance between the servant Kaledi and the current Boss Luo and Mr. Snève happened to be three squares away. At the same time, the position of the servant Kaledi and Dr. Görs was also three squares away.
However, one of the servants, the twin maid Tina's card was moving … Yes, it was moving irregularly. The land was moving closer to the edge of the [Roaring Forest], and it was easy to touch the edge of the circle of light. However, as long as the circle of light on the chessboard did not disappear, the servants in Miss Autopsy's party could still move freely.
As for the servant card of Mr. Butler, it was also in the [Roaring Forest] at this time, but it was outside the aperture, waiting for the next action point.
Miss Gong Linna's servant was still motionless, but Mr. Varley had vaguely guessed what means she used to create this situation.
The function cards in the card box were actually endless. In theory, they were endless … but the types of function cards should be limited. Since he had the [Chessboard], he basically knew the contents of most of the function cards. At least, until now, there was no new card that he had never seen before.
At this time, Mr. Varley glanced at the servant girl Tiff, who was motionless like a corpse. After he chuckled, his servant card on the chessboard began to move.
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"Are you feeling better?"
Mr. Snève's face became better. After a short rest, not only did his physical strength recover, but even his HP had returned to a relatively safe state.
Mr. Snève stood up, moved his hands and feet, and nodded, "Since we are a team, then tell me what you are doing in the [Roaring Forest] now … Black Dragon can't provide me with this information."
Boss Luo briefly explained that they met a woman who was shot by an arrow on the way.
Mr. Snève frowned and asked with a slightly nervous look, "Does the woman who was shot by an arrow have pointy ears? Is she very beautiful, wearing clothes made of vines … like an elf?"
"Probably so." Luoqiu asked curiously, "Sir, do you know her?"
"I think … I've seen her before." Mr. Snève took a deep breath at this time and said, "Not only have I seen her before, I even encountered the same thing as you … It was also a woman who was shot by an arrow! As I said, when I was in the game last time, I was about to meet up with my companions, but I encountered a problem and was delayed! How long have you been out? "
"For some time." Boss Luo thought for a moment, "But the time here is not easy to calculate, but probably a round has passed … After all, HP has been reduced once."
"I'm afraid Görs is in danger." Mr. Snève frowned at this time and said, "You … we'd better go back now, maybe we can still make it."
"Is there a problem with the woman who was shot by an arrow?"
"She's fine, but her … be careful –!"
In a split second, Mr. Snève pushed Boss Luo to the side. At the same time, a black arrow brushed past Boss Luo's shoulder and nailed to the rock on the side.
The entire arrowhead had sunk into the boulder, which showed the power of the arrow when it was shot.
"It's [Rapid Reaction] again. For an archer, this is really an annoying skill." A man with an arrow at this time slowly walked out while talking … Cardille, Mr. Varley's follower. "Found you … and it seems that there is an additional prize."
The black longbow with an arrow was raised at this time, and the sharp arrowhead was pointed at Luoqiu and Mr. Snève not far away.
The 3 action points that Mr. Varley threw out were obviously used here.
Mr. Snève gritted his teeth at this time, and his body bowed slightly … Tense, he was ready to fight at any time. "So anxious … this is not like that guy's style. I think he might have to wait a little longer before he makes a move to pick the so-called sweet fruits of victory. "
"This is the master's thought." Cardille was expressionless, "I just know that this is the battle command, and I didn't follow this command. I have no choice … I have given you a chance before."
Mr. Snève said, "Your action limit should be this place, but we are now free to move in the area … The battle doesn't have to be carried out to the end. If you want to avenge your companion, you should want to see that guy lose the game and then be punished! "
Cardille said indifferently, "If the heir of the Tzimisce Family loses, it means that I, as a follower, have to accept the same punishment … Revenge can wait until I leave the [Chessboard]. Although it's ironic, obviously what I need to do now is to obey. Be careful, this time I'm not going to remind you where my arrow will shoot. "
The moment the word "place" was uttered, Cadillac's fingers had already loosened, and the arrow on the bowstring instantly shot out. It actually made a rapid sound in the air.
Mr. Snève's pupils suddenly contracted. With the effect of the [Rapid Response] function card, he could barely see the direction of the arrow at this time — it was aimed at him!
His whole body reacted at this moment. Just as he was about to dodge, he saw that the rapidly shooting arrow suddenly split into two. One was aimed at him, and the other was aimed at … Luoqiu!
Sh * t, he can't dodge —!
This thought flashed through Mr. Snève's mind. While he was moving, the arrow that was shot at him narrowly missed him because of his early precautions. Because of the poison damage on the arrow, Mr. Snève once again received the warning that he was poisoned.
But he didn't care about this — because in his mind, the arrow that Cardille shot had hit Boss Luo, who was the temporary leader of the follower team!
The arrow was directly nailed on Boss Luo's chest at this time.
"You …"
Mr. Snève only felt that the world was spinning … His lips trembled slightly. The moment he was about to pounce on Cardille, he saw that the arrow that was supposed to be nailed on Luoqiu's chest suddenly fell to the ground.
Boss Luo touched his chest at this time, "It seems that the arrow didn't pierce through my armor."
"Armor …" Mr. Snève opened his mouth.
"Armor?" In the distance, Cardille's eyes narrowed, as if he couldn't believe it … What kind of armor could block his arrow … This arrow even had the attribute of penetrating armor. It was specially made, and could even be retrieved after it was shot!
At this time, the arrow that fell to the ground disappeared in an instant and then appeared directly in Cardille's palm. He looked down subconsciously.
He clearly saw that the sharp arrowhead of the arrow that fell to the ground was blunt … blunt?
"Yes, armor … leather armor or something like that, don't you have it on you?" Boss Luo nodded, "I saw that the armor was a bit gaudy, so I chose not to show it. You should also have it on you, armor."
As he said, a bright light flashed out.
Luoqiu, who was wearing a banquet dress, had a set of shining colorful light on his body. The light was enough to illuminate this area, almost blinding people's eyes.
At this time, there was a small shallow mark on the chest of the golden armor. This was clearly the place where Cardille's arrow hit.
— I don't have it! I don't have such armor!
— I don't have it either! I don't have such armor!
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