How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

“Gawugawu!”

I was slightly stunned and keenly caught the sharp sound of wind breaking through the air behind me.

It is too late to dodge normally at this distance, but there is no need to use flash to avoid it.

A grey light appeared on his body and he narrowly blocked the attack, or to be more precise, he returned the damage and effects of the attack to the attacker.

Although the visible damage was obscured by the bushes and trees and the direction could not be seen clearly, the screams coming from a corner of the woods completely exposed the location of this inexperienced attacker.

Chapter 107 Bait Trap

Next to a low slope made of stones and soil.

An archer holding a longbow was frantically trying to get rid of the abnormal state on his body. He originally thought it was a successful sneak attack, but he did not expect that the long-prepared attack not only failed to hit the opponent, but instead caused damage and negative effects on his side.

Even though he didn't know exactly what happened, he knew that the sneak attack had failed and he needed to retreat immediately.

But he didn't think about whether the other party would agree.

Just as the archer used his skills to remove the dizziness and bleeding effects on his body and was about to hide in the low slope next to him, using the surrounding trees and grass to leave in secret.

A dark shadow came, accurately predicted the trajectory of his movements, and turned into a black mist that trapped him.

The confrontation between ranged professions is an interaction of killing moves.

If one of the parties is hit by a control skill and has not yet used the purification skill to remove it, the result can be imagined.

The Dark Word Blast combined with the Shadow Impact had already reduced his health to a sliver, and he was hit by a dark magic ball that followed. This sneak attacker turned into white light and dissipated, completely leaving this ancient forest with dark currents.

"We really can't be careless."

I asked Ahri to be alert to the movements around me, while I walked to the place where the opponent's body disappeared and picked up the nameplate dropped by the opponent.

Just as I put the nameplate into my backpack and was about to leave the woods to continue looking for prey, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a shining light on the grass not far away.

Looking closely, it turned out to be another nameplate.

I was stunned for a moment to make sure that I was not seeing things. I looked around and saw that there was no movement before I reached out to pick up the nameplate. However, the expression on my face was a little weird.

In more than twenty minutes, he had eliminated four players. It was not strange for the shooter to kill an enemy and get the nameplate, but this was not the strange thing.

"Only five or six yards away..."

I looked towards where the shooter's body disappeared and frowned.

Even if he had just defeated his opponent and then launched a sneak attack, the opponent could have clearly picked up the nameplate before attacking, to avoid the sneak attack failing due to an accident while picking up the nameplate. Moreover, he had not heard any other sounds of fighting around him before.

Unless... this nameplate was placed there intentionally by the other party and has other uses.

Something suddenly occurred to me, and I looked at the grass where the nameplate had fallen.

The grass there didn't seem to be anything strange, but if you look closely, it looks like it has been taken care of by someone, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed the fallen nameplate at first glance.

"I see."

My eyes lit up.

Although this shooter's strength is slightly inferior, his ideas are unique and provide a good reference for myself.

……

As time passed, dusk dyed the sky a deep yellow.

After a day of noisy killing, the forest seemed to become much quieter as the sun set.

The losers have already abandoned their credentials and been eliminated, and the winners also need to find a safe corner to recuperate and comfort their tense nerves, because a long night is waiting for them.

Under the calm surface of the Ancient Forest, there are actually turbulent undercurrents. No one knows whether they can safely spend the long night, make the most of the protection time, or hunt enough nameplates in the dark forest.

An ice mage took advantage of the dim sky and quietly entered the banyan forest on the mountain.

Here, several huge banyan trees form a small world. Their extended canopies cover tens of thousands of square meters of forest. Countless vines rely on the trees and hang down from the canopies, like ribbons in festival parades, fluttering in the breeze.

The Ice Mage looked around warily. The woods were completely silent. Not to mention people, there was not even a shadow of an animal to be seen.

But he did not relax at all. After a whole day of chasing and fighting, it was not easy for a fragile mage like him to hold on until now. He survived until now entirely by relying on his own skills, caution and excellent equipment.

However, as a reward for his efforts, he also accumulated enough nameplates as points to make others covet them.

But it was not easy. He was ambushed not long after the qualifying round began. He killed the attacker in a thrilling way and immediately discovered the problem that he had overlooked before the game. He could only use mud to paint his conspicuous blue-green robe black, and simply painted camouflage on his face with the juice of weeds.

Although it looked extremely dirty, and he, who was somewhat of a germaphobe, always wanted to use cleaning techniques to wash it off, he forced himself to suppress the thought. It was this simple disguise that helped him avoid danger several times.

Now that he had finally made it to the end of the day, he planned to take advantage of this relatively calm moment to find a hiding place, log off to have dinner to relieve his mental fatigue, and also prepare for the night.

He was eyeing the stretch of mountains in the distance. In this kind of terrain, one could basically find caves and grottoes. If one covered the outside with grass and vines, they would not be discovered. This was very suitable for a fragile profession like him to hide in.

The Ice Mage held the scepter tightly in his hand, held up a magic shield, and groped forward carefully along the edge of the bushes. If any unexpected situation occurred, he would immediately use Flash to leave.

Just as he moved forward thirty or forty yards, the situation in the small open space in front caught his attention.

It seemed as if there had been a brutal battle there. Many of the hanging vines were chopped into pieces, and the bushes and grass on the ground were trampled all over the place. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the mist and treetops, casting dim spots that looked colorful and sad.

But among these spots, the Ice Mage suddenly discovered several familiar objects.

There were seven metal nameplates, placed in different locations in the open space, and three of them had fallen on the muddy ground next to the tree and were covered with a few fallen leaves.

The four pieces fell into the bushes in a very strange situation, as if an explosion had occurred. The grass leaves next to them fell down, and a small hole was dug out in the middle. The four nameplates lay quietly in the small hole.

Bing Fa was startled, and the corresponding scene suddenly appeared in his mind -

Two people were fighting here, and one of them defeated his opponent, but before he could be proud for long, he stepped on a trap set by the opponent and died. Rangers, thieves, fire mages, dark mages, earth mages, and warlocks who have transformed from archers can all make traps or skills similar to traps, not just props.

This assumption is not impossible. Maybe the battle happened just a few minutes ago, so these things have not been picked up by others, or no one has noticed this place.

After a day of fierce fighting, the Ice Mage felt that this was his luckiest moment.

However, despite his excitement, the Ice Mage did not rush forward immediately. Instead, he looked around again and made sure there was no danger before he walked forward and picked up the three nameplates beside the tree. He then used a few stones to confirm that there were no other traps in the bushes before he quickly approached.

He was in a very happy mood and decided to collect the spoils and hide somewhere, survive the night and take action tomorrow morning.

But just as the Ice Mage bent over to pick up the nameplate from the small pit, he suddenly felt a tingling chill on his back, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly swept through his mind.

boom--

Chapter 108 Harvest

A glimpse of darkness.

The black shadow fell like the gaze of the god of death in an instant, and with just one skill, the ice mage's magic shield was shattered, taking away more than 2,000 blood points.

The emergence of dizziness made the Ice Mage fall into despair. The scene in front of him was brought into an endless abyss by the Shadow Spear following closely behind him. All his hard work for the day was wasted.

Logically speaking, with someone's magic damage, it is impossible to kill a shield-raising mage with just two skills, not to mention that the ice mage has good equipment.

The reason was that this Ice Mage had just experienced a battle seven or eight minutes ago, and his health had barely returned to about 70%. He didn't use the health bottle to recover, but he didn't expect that his carefulness would have turned into a disaster. If he had 30% more health, maybe the Ice Mage would have a chance to operate.

But this idea can only remain in my mind and there is no maybe.

On a banyan tree on the west side of the woods, a petite figure put down the staff in her hand.

"It's time to find a place to stay."

After giving Ahri an order through telepathy, I put away my staff and jumped lightly down from the tree canopy.

The idea of ​​using nameplates as bait to set up a "trap" was learned from the shooter brother before, but the latter's arrangement obviously lacked some skills, so I specially improved more details to make it indistinguishable from the real thing.

This can be seen from the ice mage who was killed.

Even if the other party is very careful, he will still be tempted by the immediate benefits and fall into the abyss.

Although it took him a whole morning to set it up, the effect was undoubtedly outstanding. Including the Ice Mage, more than a dozen opponents fell in this trap.

There are many melee professions among them. Even the shield warrior with thick health and high defense, and the paladin with blessing and blood recovery, will suffer from their own connected control skills and high spell damage.

However, this trick can only be used in suitable terrain, and it will lose its effect if used too much.

And now with the night falling, there is an added risk of uncertainty. Otherwise, I would like to use this fishing method to safely get enough points to advance.

After leaving the banyan forest, I slowly moved towards the top of the mountain ahead. The lush woods and bushes concealed my tracks well. Not long after Ahri picked up the spoils, he caught up with me.

The sun was about to set and the entire forest would be shrouded in darkness. It would undoubtedly be very dangerous to carry out any activities at night. Fortunately, I found an excellent hiding place on the upper side of the mountain in time.

It was a gap formed between several stone walls, surrounded by shrubs and bushes half a person's height, which was more than enough to hide me and Ahri. About 20 yards down was the forest belt on the mountainside, so we could leave calmly if something happened. There was also a cliff protruding not far away, which provided a good view, so we could basically notice the movements below.

I asked Ali to bring a few stones from the nearby to cover it up. Looking from the outside, there was no sign of anything hidden inside.

I couldn't help but sigh a little, "The traditional method is still the best, you can hide anywhere."

Most of the skills of the local method can change the terrain. Basically, as long as you find a place that is not too obvious and make a slight modification, you can create a hidden hiding place. This is also one of the professional advantages of this qualifying round. However, it is not easy to make good use of this advantage. After all, the artificial traces of the skills are sometimes very obvious.

It can be said that survival in this qualifying round is the most challenging aspect for players, while competition is secondary.

After entering the gap, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and stretched my stiff body.

Although his strength was superior to that of most players, the situation on the battlefield was ever-changing and no one could predict whether some unexpected events would occur.

For example, when he was using the nameplate to find a location to set a trap, he had a fight with a Paladin player who was very well equipped and powerful, and also attracted several level 130 magic horned lions in the forest. If he hadn't used the temple magic to quickly resolve the battle, it might have attracted the attention of the lions and attracted other players, adding to the risk of unknown consequences.

Therefore, after so many battles, even I can't help feeling a little tired. The same thing happened to Ahri next to me. She rubbed her eyes with her hands and yawned a little.

I smiled and took out some meat strips, dried fruits and water from my backpack and fed them to the little guy.

After the latter had eaten and drunk enough, I let her go back to the pet space to have a good rest. I also went offline to have dinner, set an alarm to take a nap for an hour, and when I went online again, my energy had been restored to a great extent.

After coming out of the pet space, Ahri also became active.

After checking the surroundings and making sure that there was no difference from before I came online, and nothing happened, I patted Ahri's head as she came up to me and acted coquettishly, "Okay, stop acting coquettishly, and see what we have harvested."

In order to facilitate operations, I asked Ahri to keep all the nameplates dropped by trap hunting in the afternoon. I also asked this little guy to use telekinesis to restore the scene around the trap after each hunt to avoid being seen by others.

After hesitating for a while, Ahri finally released the metal nameplates from the telekinetic space.

Behind each nameplate is the blood of a loser. What is particularly surprising is that the last ice mage who was killed actually dropped 23 nameplates. It was obviously the result of expending huge energy and going through many battles. Unfortunately, he ended up making a wedding dress for himself.

The further you fight, the easier it is to get nameplates. However, those who survive are mostly experts, and they are also more difficult to deal with.

I looked at the number on the nameplate and it showed that I had 168 points.

The number of people from major empires participating in the qualifying round is over 10 million, and finally 100,000 qualifiers will be decided. It can be said that the probability of qualifying with this score is still very high.

But I am not satisfied with this. After all, more nameplates will give me a better chance of getting the products out.

Besides, I think my father has already started the publicity and promotion plan, so I still need to perform more.

Pushing aside the brush and walking out of the cave, I saw that darkness had completely enveloped the forest. The sky was filled with dark clouds and a lingering mist that blocked most of the moonlight, making visibility quite low.

But a few white spots can be seen in the distance.

Just as I looked up curiously, I suddenly heard several dull noises.

Many trails of white light rose from the forest and finally bloomed and hovered in the sky. Although these flares could only illuminate a small area, a dozen, dozens or even hundreds of flares in succession would illuminate the night sky as bright as day.

It seems that I am not the only one who thinks so. There are many people who can't stand the loneliness in this long night and plan to study late into the night.

The forest, which had originally fallen silent as the night fell, with only the roars of beasts and the faint chirping of insects to be heard, now began to boil again like the rising and falling tides, and even in the mountains one could faintly hear the ups and downs of movement.

"It's really lively. It seems I can't be left out."

I stretched my body and smiled.

However, if you want to fight at night, it is better to change your profession.

Chapter 109: The Two Thieves

A corner of the woods under the mountain under the night sky lit up by flares.

A warlock looked around nervously, and after confirming that there was no danger, he leaned against a tree and took a few breaths. He also used a bottle of blood-restoring potion to slowly restore his blood volume.

Just now he had experienced a thrilling battle. Fortunately, he relied on his strong strength to successfully kill the soldier and became the final winner.

The victor will naturally enjoy the fruits of victory.

While waiting for his health to rise, he checked the nameplate he picked up in his backpack.

"37 nameplates, a big profit."

The heartbeat that had just accelerated after the battle had not yet completely calmed down, but was stimulated again by this number.

The warlock was extremely excited at this moment.

After all, if he counted the gains during the day, his current points were almost over 100. Although he didn't know the situation of other players, this amount of points at least made him feel a little relieved. But no matter how excited he was, he would not let his guard down. While waiting for his health to be restored, he also paid attention to the movements around him.