"Isn’t he a bit too extre?"
Alice twitched her mouth as she glanced at William.
William wore a sowhat awkward smile, unsure of how to explain Louis’s actions.
In the dark sewers, occasional screams echoed.
The interplay of the curved saber and the single-handed sword ford a bloody light, accompanied by Louis’s hoarse breathing, resembling the footsteps of the Death God.
Louis’s combat strategy was straightforward.
He started off by using the succubus tail to release paralysis toxins and illusion toxins.
What?
You’re asking why he doesn’t use aphrodisiac toxins?
Get rid of it!
Anyway, as the magic caster, he had high resistance to these toxins, with almost no effect.
What followed was a full set of combat techniques.
[Hunting Sense] dispelled the interference of the dark environnt on his perception.
[Perfect Spirit] [Clear Mind] provided high-intensity focus, locking onto the two enemies at the forefront, ignoring the other giant rats, finding their fatal flaws.
Then, [Fierce Leap] to close in.
Using the dual-wielding technique of [Wolf Bite] to drive [Nightmare Sword: Erald] into a lethal strike.
[Bloodthirst] was activated, plunging into madness, but the hit rate continuously increased...
This entire set of tactics was the best group combat strategy Louis could currently employ.
His footsteps echoed in the dark environnt, as if he was burdened with a heavy load.
Another slash intertwined, piercing through two giant rats on the spot.
Louis’s lips held a warming smile, as if sunlight shone upon his face.
But beneath his feet were the corpses of one giant rat after another.
The contradiction between reason and madness was vividly displayed on his face.
The fear in his heart, overwheld by the frenzy of the [Bloodthirst] state, was suppressed like a scared child eting the neighborly uncle Schwarzenegger, never daring to raise its head again.
"The physique of a succubus, it’s really amazing!"
Feeling his exhausted body recover more than half of his stamina within a few breaths, Louis finally understood why Captain Jino said he was lucky.
This body that could almost endlessly drain others in bed was truly a good seedling for lee combat professions.
What bullshit sewer rat horde, not even as terrifying as a guillotine!
You still think you can kill ?
Under the hunting sense, he sensed more intruders in the mist.
They were even larger giant rats.
Compared to the ordinary sewer giant rats, these newly arrived ones had healthier-looking fur.
They weren’t sullied by long-term life in the sewers.
Alice furrowed her brows upon seeing them:
"Prairie giant rats? Aren’t these guys usually burrowing under the Dragonbone Prairie?"
William was also a bit puzzled: "I rember prairie giant rats are generally quite docile, wouldn’t attack people, and seldom move in packs."
In the Adventurer Guild, they were seldom listed in the hunt lists.
On the contrary, many gourts liked to hire people to specially capture prairie giant rats.
It’s said that it’s because their at is tender and tastes excellent.
So much so that for the past decade Adventurer Guild almost never made specific missions for them.
After all... after all, the gourts have nearly eaten them all.
But now, sothing contrary to their knowledge has occurred.
A group of prairie giant rats mixed with sewer giant rats charged at Louis.
But Louis was faster than them.
The blood aura around him surged, and the curved saber in his hand fell like a waterfall.
The entire head of the prairie giant rat in the front row was directly cut off, kicked by him a dozen ters away.
"How terrifying..."
Louis couldn’t help but complain about the danger of a porcelain-level task.
Alice previously said he wasted skills by treating them like simple attacks.
The intensity of the task made him feel sowhat strained.
Louis thought the culture of the Imperial City Adventurer Guild wasn’t good.
He didn’t know how many tis he had complained today:
"Even in the Imperial Capital, this level of competitiveness is a bit excessive!"
But!
He still had to keep killing!
Louis raised his sword and charged again.
Beside him, Alice patted William on the shoulder and spoke softly:
"You’re right, Caesar indeed needs a one-track-minded Iron Guard like you."
William’s expression was a bit amused.
He quietly refreshed the [Damage Transfer] effect on Louis, coughed, and said:
"Protecting His Highness is my duty."
The next mont, the heavy hamr in his hand fell, and a lightning bolt struck the charging rat horde.
The ground ended up with another puddle of rat paste.
Now, only over twenty giant rats remained on the scene.
Louis’s heavy breathing could no longer be suppressed.
Even with the succubus bloodline that mastered sit-ups and breathe-to-heal skills, there is a limit.
To be fair, using skills like basic attacks and exchanging blows for over sixty giant rats, the succubus bloodline is feeling a bit wronged.
"Get ready to move,"
Alice slowly drew another curved saber from her left leg, her eyes narrowing slightly.
William gripped the sword in his hand tightly and once again cast the [Damage Transfer] skill on Louis, then looked at Alice.
Alice showed a bloody smile, "No need, it’s all the sa."
William nodded.
A level 9 Celestial Punishnt Sword wielder against a horde of rats indeed needs no protection.
Typically, White Porcelain ranks are at 1-3 levels.
Mountain Bronze ranks at 4-6 levels.
Steel ranks at 7-8 levels.
Mithril ranks at 9-10 levels.
Radiant Gold ranks are above level 10.
Normally, the upper limit for the Radiant Gold rank at the Adventurer Guild is just level 13.
This is why adventurers are sotis looked down upon by certain groups.
At this mont, the level 11 Royal Guard William Sean gave a thumbs up.
Level 20 Sword of Martial Arts Captain Jino expressed that this was quite reasonable.
Strong associates are truly terrifying!
Still, as they say, it depends on who you compare with.
To ordinary civilians, adventurers are actually a very powerful group.
The Rider Hawk was soundly beaten 2-16 against other professional chess players, illustrating that when faced with professionals, it might seem lacking.
But that doesn’t an just anyone like little Karami can defeat her easily.
At most, level 3 prairie giant rats and level 2 sewer giant rats really think they can hurt the two of them?
Now, it’s ti for them to act...
Damn, what’s that?!
A brilliant light suddenly burst forth in the dark space.
Three orbs floating beside Louis fired three dazzling rays at the remaining twenty-odd giant rats, scorching a fiery path on the ground.
Alice returned the curved saber poised to taste blood back to its sheath.
"Early-stage Light Priest’s strongest damaging spell, Scorching Ray?"
[Scorching Ray], a 2nd-circle evocation magic, can directly launch 1-3 rays with significant damage.
In the 1-10 level of hero tier, Scorching Ray is the strongest offensive spell that a Light Priest can wield.
Even soone like Alice, who rarely collaborates with mages, has long admired it.
Three rays arced in a semi-circle, instantly charring the prairie and sewer giant rats without fla resistance.
——Fast forward to you take a bite, I take a bite.
Slurp.
Alice wiped the corner of her mouth; she was already drooling.
Damned, she actually got an appetite in the sewer.
But... this spell shouldn’t be sothing a succubus bloodline can control, right?
Looking at the blood-filled scene, she felt a headache coming on.
She looked at William with lingering fear: "To want to protect him, you must be having a hard ti too."
But no matter what, the sewer journey has temporarily co to an end.
...Half an hour later...
The entrance to Sewer No. 3, a Mithril-level adventurer took the investigation task and arrived at the scene.
"Celestial Punishnt Sword combat marks? Oh right, it’s that Canghong, I heard she’s about to be promoted to Mithril level."
"Wait, why is there an Iron Guard’s Electro Hamr? Isn’t that a skill only Paradigm classes can master?"
"Damn, the place is full of at paste."
"Why are there so many Nine Sword basic skills traces here?"
"It seems like it’s not the sa group as before, a newcor? Why are there magic burn marks too?"
"Holy shit? Where did this murderous rookie co from, killing so many! Hasn’t the guild been notified?"
The adventurer spoke for a long ti before stopping, scratching his head:
"Sothing doesn’t quite add up, prairie giant rats are used to living alone or in families, why have so many left their habitats?"
"Has sothing changed on the prairie?"
His expression began to grow grave.
This matter needs to be reported to the guild.
Puff!
A sharp sound echoed.
He looked at the blade piercing through his chest in confusion.
Just as he was about to turn his head to look.
The next mont.
His head spun, falling into the sewer’s water flow.
"What’s the point?"
A shadow in a mage’s robe standing behind the adventurer spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Everyone, clear the scene."
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