Why are all your skill bars full of weird moves?

Gauss held up the torch, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed monsters in the square.

Cannibalistic Darkborn

Rating: 1

Power: 7

Agility: 8

Physical condition: 6

Intelligence: 5

Perception: 5

Charisma: 0

Note: The ugly Darkin are naturally antagonized by fire.

These monsters have no special attributes; even an old farmer could easily fight them with a machete.

However, the advantage lies in the sheer number of them; Gauss counted a total of 68.

But it's not unsolvable.

Gauss looked again at the center of the square, where the missionary in the long robe raised his arms, his voice sharp and piercing.

"Hehehe!"

"I felt it...it was God's guidance!"

"By consuming this boy, each of us can gain greater power!"

The monsters dug at the ground with their black claws, their bone spikes trembling, and their panting breaths mingled together.

In their eyes, the allure of Gauss's body was incomparable to that of the three beneath them.

"Brother! Run! Don't worry about us!"

Balk tried to get up to protect Gauss, but the excruciating pain from his internal injuries prevented him from even sitting up; he could only shout at the top of his lungs.

There are just too many of them!

As soon as he finished speaking, the monsters charged at Gauss.

Gauss calmly placed the torch at his feet, freeing his right hand to draw an arrow from his quiver and nock it to his bow.

With his lips slightly parted, he uttered the newly learned incantation.

Draw the bow, aim, and release the string.

"call out--!"

The arrow missed the monster and instead embedded itself in the stone floor.

The missionary laughed, thinking that Gauss was nothing special, even his arrows went astray.

"It seems your ability to kill Karl was purely..."

The mocking voices stopped abruptly.

Where the arrow landed, a sharp-edged purple square magic circle suddenly lit up on the ground.

hum-

The light patterns along the edge of the magic circle rapidly expanded outwards, enveloping 68 demons in an instant.

Purple light rose from the ground, transforming into fine threads that pierced through the monster's ankles, knees, and waist.

The light threads tightened and straightened, locking each monster in place.

The monster at the front froze in its pouncing stance, its right claw extended forward and its mouth wide open.

The missionary's smile froze, his jaw muscles twitched, and he made intermittent sounds.

"What...what did you do...?"

Balk turned his head away, his eyes wide, the pain from his injuries gradually replaced by shock.

"My brother... he's really hiding his true abilities."

Ula got up from the ground, his mage armor completely shattered, and his pupils contracted violently the moment he saw the square magic circle.

Does the arrow trigger a group immobilization effect?

This is something that no known magic can do; even high-level mages cannot achieve large-scale instantaneous immobilization.

Ula's hands began to tremble.

From the luminous arrows to the Night Watchers, and now to mass immobilization.

In a daze, Ula fell into deep self-doubt.

While others are growing, I'm stuck in the same place.

At this moment, the missionary also recovered from his shock and saw that the magic circle only immobilized him and did not cause any actual harm, so he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Ha...haha!" The missionary chuckled dryly, pointing at the monster within the magic circle. "Even your immobilization period has a time limit, right?"

"When your time is up, it will be your death day!"

"Don't rush."

Gauss replied with only two words, his tone devoid of any urgency.

He then drew an arrow from his quiver, silently recited a familiar incantation, and then thrust the arrowhead into the flames.

The arrowhead was not burned, only showing faint charred marks.

The arrow was nocked onto the bowstring, the bow was fully drawn and slowly raised, aimed at the night sky above the magic circle.

"call out!"

The arrow streaked through the night like a streak of light, disappearing thirty meters above the magic circle.

None of the three people present, including the missionary, knew what Gauss was trying to do.

It seems that a single arrow cannot determine the outcome of a victory.

until……

Whoosh whoosh—

A dense series of whooshing sounds filled the air as rockets, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, rained down, precisely hitting their targets within the magic array.

Puff, puff puff—

The rocket pierced flesh, sending up a spray of blood and a muffled thud, accompanied by the monster's screams echoing through the night sky.

Flames spread along the monster's wound into its body, igniting the oil beneath its skin. Boom—a ring of fire exploded from the point where it was hit by the arrow, and a half-meter-diameter orange ring of fire engulfed the entire body.

One, two, five, ten...

The fire rings exploded one after another, and the magic circle instantly formed a new bonfire.

The immobilized monsters cannot dodge, split, or struggle; they can only be consumed by flames in place.

The skin was charred black, bone spurs shattered and flew off in the high temperature, and black blood boiled and evaporated, emitting thick smoke and the smell of roasted meat.

Hiss hiss hiss...

The towering flames illuminated the night sky, and the immobilization spell ended.

But at this moment, all that remains of the monsters are their twisted and struggling shadows, reflected on the stone buildings.

It twisted and faded along with the flames.

Mia covered her mouth, feeling as if what she was witnessing was not a battle, but a judgment from hell.

Balk opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it.

The horde of monsters that had just swarmed across the land is now being wiped out by a rain of fire.

Is this something a newcomer could do?

The difference is that others were simply shocked.

Ula's staff slipped from his hand, and he collapsed to the ground.

She didn't understand who the real sorcerer was.

At the same time, she also knew that compared to Gauss, her strength was separated by an insurmountable river.

The missionary collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

His gaze, peering through the flickering firelight, fell upon Gauss, who was breathing rapidly, and he could no longer utter a complete sentence.

"Impossible... How could this be..."

"Your aura... isn't that of a high-level adventurer?"

Sweat dripped from Gauss's temples, sliding down his jawline and into his collar, his breathing quickening.

Even though he only shot two arrows and didn't do any rolling or running, his physical exertion far exceeded expectations.

It seems that this new combat technique will consume a lot of physical and mental energy.

Gauss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, rested his left hand on his knee, and took a few breaths to catch his breath before returning to normal.

Seeing that things were not going well, the missionary lifted the hem of his robe and ran towards the back of town at a speed that was completely unlike that of an ordinary person.

"A spell to freeze humans!"

A silver light shot out from Mia's palm and landed on the missionary's ankle.

At this moment, his legs were stiff and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

Having dealt with the culprit, Mia rushed to Balk's side, knelt down, and pressed her hand against the wound on his shoulder. A pure white light seeped into the torn flesh from her palm.

This is a basic healing technique used by priests, mainly for stopping bleeding, relieving pain, and quickly healing external injuries. It is not very effective for people who are near death.

"Hiss...be gentle," Balk gasped. "Are you not drinking enough water? Why is the healing spell so hot?"

"You're lucky you're not dead, and you're complaining about the heat."

Gauss approached and began to tease the kobold warrior.

Disobedient teammates can be quite a headache sometimes.

But then Gauss changed his mind.

He turned his head to look and saw that Ula's expression was extremely strange.

She was standing in front of the campfire, her staff planted on the ground, her hands raised.

Because several little boys were burying their faces in her long legs, sobbing.

Ula untied the ropes from the children's wrists and removed the black cloths covering their eyes.

When the first child saw her, he thought it was his mother and rushed over to her.

Then the second, the third...

More than thirty children rushed up, their cries deafening. Some tugged at her sleeves, some grabbed her skirt, and some just stood there crying loudly.

A little girl, her face streaked with tears and snot, looked up and shouted to Ula:

"Sister...I want to go home..."

Ula remained rooted to the spot.

Ever since she was old enough to understand, she has disliked children.

Noisy, messy, and illogical, it was completely at odds with the rational order she sought.

While at the college, she even applied for a dormitory that was far away from the nursery area.

But now, thinking of these children tied to the ground, hungry, blindfolded, waiting to be eaten, I feel a pang of sadness.

Ula slowly lowered his arm, hesitated for two seconds, and finally gently placed it on the back of the girl's head.

"No...it's alright now."

Her voice was soft, lacking her usual arrogant tone, and even carrying a hoarseness that she herself was unaware of.

Seeing this, Balk couldn't help but joke:

"Hula, have you ever been a mother?"

"Balk, if you say another word, I promise I'll turn you into jerky."

"Shut up! Shut up right now!"

Mia chuckled, but the healing light on her hands didn't stop.

"By the way, how did you know the children were here?"

……

Through questioning, Gauss realized that his teammates were not naive youngsters, but had come for the sake of these children.

Therefore, right now, we need to figure out the ins and outs of this matter.

Gauss walked up to the frozen missionary and activated his Eye of Fate and Heat Source Perception to investigate.

That's normal; it's human.

Gauss got into a logical problem.

Previously, the town was sealed off, and the townspeople were restrained. In theory, as long as Karl was alive, they should not have been able to eat the children.

The question now is, why did they bring the child here?

Did the townspeople know in advance that Karl would die today, and thus prepare accordingly?

Gauss, with a question in his mind, began to speak:

"Tell me about how these children were kidnapped."

The missionary's lips trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he made a dry, gurgling sound.

"explain."

"Yes...yes..."

Before he could speak, the missionary's pupils suddenly dilated.

Puff p ...

Gauss turned around abruptly and saw dozens of black bats swooping down from the night sky.

He reacted quickly, lunging to the side to avoid the attack.

But the bats' targets seemed to have been predetermined, rushing straight for the missionary's face and throat, with none of them paying any attention to Gauss.

Dozens of mouths snapped shut at once, and before the missionary could even scream, he collapsed to the ground.

It took less than three seconds.

The bats released their prey, flapped their wings and scattered, leaving only the missionary's bloody skull.

"Oh dear, did I make it in time?"

The languid, slightly upturned, and playful female tone sent a shiver down Gauss's spine.

He looked up abruptly and saw a woman in a black, tight-fitting robe, her neckline plunging below her collarbone, floating high in the sky under the silvery moonlight.

The woman sat on a staff, her legs crossed, her left hand resting on the staff, and her right index finger slowly twirling a strand of black hair.

She manipulated her staff and slowly approached, allowing Gauss to make out her appearance more clearly.

Her long hair reached her waist, her nose was straight, and her captivating fox-like eyes had slightly upturned corners. Her fiery red lips made her skin appear as white as porcelain, and her crimson pupils were so alluring that they were breathtaking.

A night breeze wafted by, carrying a faint scent of roses.

Gauss's heart raced, and he wanted to step back, but his legs wouldn't obey him.

It wasn't that I was nervous seeing a beautiful woman; my body was sending me a warning.

Gauss hadn't reacted like this before, whether it was fighting the goblins or against Karl.

But the woman in front of him was just sitting there, doing nothing, yet her body was already warning Gauss.

Danger!

Gauss snapped out of his daze and quickly activated the Eye of Fate.

Name: Tilia Volsius (Vampire)

Occupation: Necromancer

Level: 17

Power: 10

Agility: 12

Physical condition: 16

Intelligence: 20

Perception: 14

Charisma: 15

equipment:……

Talents: Bat Transformation MAX, Shadow Walk lv5, Blood Bat Control MAX.

技能：物理抗性lv3、毒素免疫MAX、疾病免疫MAX、恐慌免疫MAX、睡眠免疫MAX、麻痹免疫 MAX、法术抗性lv3、光耀抗性lv2、火焰抗性lv1、法术反制MAX、庇护结界lv5、亡灵支配lv5、死亡凝视lv2、灵魂牢笼lv4、物体浮空术lv5、敲击术MAX、秘法锁lv3、亡灵对话lv5、血月天灾lv1、死亡凋零lv1。

Note: Having lived for three hundred years, I am still curious about everything.

After reading the descriptions of the equipment, talents, and skills, Gauss swallowed hard.

What?! A max-level boss has descended upon the newbie village?!