() A terrifying aura burst out, and this fear swept through the surroundings like an erupting volcano. At this moment, whether it was the man in black robe who was so proud just now, or the four people lying on the ground and being beaten into the bushes, they all felt...

Feeling this bloody and terrifying aura, this fear suddenly pierced their hearts like a sharp arrow.

"What!" Looking at the man standing not far away, the man in black robe felt fear for the first time. This was a fear from the heart. As a powerful illusionist, he should not feel anything at all.

fear.

"How could I be afraid? I am Cliff Warner, the great dark illusionist. How could I be afraid of this ant?" Cliff roared in his heart, and suddenly waved his left hand forward in a feint.

"Critical distress." An invisible ripple hit the scavenger directly at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

The scavenger who had just stood up suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain, a kind of unspeakable pain. This pain made him feel as if he had eaten an appetizer dessert. This pain gave him strength and even made him become...

Extremely excited.

"Pain! Pain! Pain is the source of my strength. I need it just like a person needs water."

With a smile, the scavenger who had been hit hard was not injured at all. He licked his chapped lips with his scarlet tongue and looked at the man in front of him with interest.

"What!" Looking at this man with no expression of pain at all, Cliff once again felt a chill on his back. Not only did this guy not have any expression of pain, he even had an intoxicated expression on his face. This expression was...

It's like the way people get intoxicated when they eat something delicious.

"Let you try my wood-burning knife." He waved his hand, and three flaming sharp blades instantly appeared in the air, slashing at the scavenger not far away like the wind.

"Actually, your strength is not as strong as it seems on the surface." Dodging the incoming sharp blade, the scavenger chuckled and said, "The reason why the other person in front of me couldn't dodge your attack is because you are just like me.

Even the attack has an illusion, making that person feel unable to evade, and that's how you succeeded."

After dodging another scorching sharp blade, hearing the explosion of the sharp blade piercing the trees, the scavenger smiled slightly, and charged forward arrogantly like a raging bull.

"Do you think you'll get carried away after dodging a few ordinary attacks?" Cliff sneered and waved two more flaming blades.

"Where to run!" The scavenger rushed forward in an instant, and the six-edged hammer in his hand hit the man in black robe on the head.

"Poof" again, the attack on the man in black failed again. He actually deceived the scavenger's senses and let him attack the illusion.

"What an interesting prey, it seems I have to take it seriously." Cliff in the dark showed a look that was indeed the case, and immediately sneered triumphantly. He stared at the scavenger coldly and said: "I will let him

You experience the terror of the illusionist, and I want you to know what real fear is."

"Really?" The scavenger scratched his head and looked around, but he couldn't seem to find the enemy.

Suddenly the scavenger's blood-red pupils shot out a flash of blood. He quickly took out a flute-like object, put it to his mouth and blew it gently. He heard a whooshing sound and a cold light shot away.

This cold light cannot be noticed if you are not careful. It is a slender flying needle. The needle part shows a dark green luster. This is the poison of the poison dart frog, which seals the throat when it bloods.

The action of the scavenger was very subtle, and Cliff, who was hiding in the dark, didn't see clearly what this guy was doing.

Suddenly Cliff felt a pain in his chest. He lowered his head and discovered that there was a long, slender needle inserted in his black robe. This needle was as thin as a human hair. If an average person was shot by it,

I don't feel like I'm being attacked at all.

This is the poisonous needle attached to the poisonous blow dart dropped by Wang Lie when he killed the troll hunter. This blow caused 60 points of damage to Cliff regardless of defense. Cliff was in this moment.

There was a moment of astonishment, not only because this poisonous needle made him feel that there was a problem with the control of his body, but also because the guy who almost died in his own hands actually hit him, which was obviously impossible.

matter.

"These people all have some special abilities." In an instant, Cliff changed his image again, and at the same time he activated his signature skill - deception.

"Skill name: Blind."

"Skill effect: blinds the enemy's eyes so that he cannot distinguish between true and false illusions."

"Duration: until the mental value reaches zero."

This is an ancient skill that Cliff discovered during an expedition in the wild. This skill seems to have no effect, but it is the magic skill of illusionists. There are many people with special abilities on the continent of Azeroth. They

You can tell which illusions are real and which illusions are fake, and you have their own methods to deal with powerful illusionists. Although illusionists are powerful, sometimes they inevitably fail or are killed.

This skill is simply the magical skill of illusionists. After Cliff obtained this skill, he specially found a few people with the skill to distinguish illusions and carried out a life-and-death struggle. At every critical moment, he activated this skill and the enemy

Like a headless fly, it is impossible to detect his illusion.

"Hey, hey, boy, now is the time for you to enjoy it." Misty voices came from everywhere, and there was no trace of the enemy at all.

Cliff launched his signature skill - despair.

"Skill name: Despair."

"Skill effect: Make the target feel extremely desperate, reduce the damage caused by 15%, and reduce the chance of resisting spells by 8%, lasting for 30 seconds."

"Note: This skill must make the target fall into despair before it can exert its effect."

The terrifying thing about this skill is the sudden rebirth of fear, which is followed by a significant weakening of the enemy's attack power, and then the weakening of the resistance and defense of magic attacks such as illusions. Each time it is defeated,

After Reeve uses this skill, his next attack will be his ultimate kill, striving to kill the enemy with one hit.

As soon as this skill was activated, an invisible subtle wave was transmitted into the air, and it suddenly hit the scavenger who was still looking for someone.

"Ah" the scavenger who was hit suddenly shouted, and the voice revealed an aura of despair. At this time, the scavenger's eyes were dull, and his pupils were full of despair.

He was like a walking zombie, constantly shouting and walking around.

"Hahaha, it's really interesting." Cliff couldn't help but feel very happy when he saw the look of despair on the face of the man who once frightened him. He especially liked to see people fearful and desperate. This made him

Feel the perverted pleasure.
Chapter completed!