There is no doubt that as undead creatures driven by negative energy, these wild boar zombies are born with a strong instinctive hatred for living creatures, and can even feel the existence of living people from a long distance.
But the problem is that the team is currently more than 150 meters away from these wild boar zombies, and has not yet entered the opponent's perception range.
According to normal people's thinking, it is definitely better to keep quiet and go around quietly. It is best not to break into a fight with these low-level undead without any wisdom and thinking.
After all, zombie boars are not as easy to deal with as zombie humans and skeletons.
The weight of one to two hundred or even two to three hundred kilograms, as well as the thick layer of tough fur on the body, as well as the rotten flesh, cysts and unknown black and red bugs that may carry deadly plagues, no matter from which angle you look at it
They are obviously difficult to deal with.
Especially the one at the head looks a bit like a ferocious wild boar that mutated under the influence of magical energy. It is so huge that it looks like a strong bull, with two protruding tusks as sharp as horns.
If it is accidentally pushed up, even the steel armor will inevitably dent.
It's a pity that the sorceress Caroline's ear-piercing scream made the "avoid battle" option disappear immediately.
When the wild boar zombies wandering aimlessly heard the sound, they immediately turned around and stared at the team's location with two pale eyes.
"Ugh - I think we're in trouble..."
Wu Sheng held his forehead and couldn't help but sigh.
Although he had long expected that bringing this timid girl with him might cause some trouble, he never expected that the trouble would come so quickly and suddenly, leaving no one mentally prepared at all.
In contrast, Jack's reaction was quite simple. He threw the backpack behind him on the ground, quickly raised his hammer and shield and shouted: "Don't panic! It's just a pile of rotting corpses! There's nothing to be afraid of!"
Everyone is ready to fight!"
The words have not yet been spoken!
He began to raise the flame-like Holy Emblem in his hand and pray to the Phoenix God, and then a ray of golden light fell on everyone around him.
In just a few seconds, because they were about to fight a supernatural creature for the first time, the originally panicked team quickly calmed down.
Even the sorceress who was frightened just now and let out a piercing scream returned to normal after being alert.
One-ring divine spell [blessing spell]!
This is the most frequently used by low-level priests in team battles, and it is also the group-blessing magic spell with the best overall effect when the professional level is not high.
It not only gives people the courage to fight against fear, but also fills the body with strength.
Especially in a sudden encounter like this that causes teammates to panic, a [Blessing Spell] can immediately restore their calmness and allow them to display their strength beyond normal.
Just look at the two warriors who have finished setting up their shields and guns, and you will know that they are at least mentally prepared to fight.
The thief climbed up to the top of the tree as quickly as possible and pulled out the powerful crossbow in his hand that required a winch to be cocked.
Although most thieves on the continent of Faerûn have a functional profession, their main roles are to sneak and explore, unlock, pickpocket, inquire about information, and find, set up and dismantle various traps.
Only when they are confident, they will sneak behind the target and launch a sneak attack, killing the enemy by causing fatal injuries to vital parts.
This is why most thieves who pursue strong personal strength will work part-time as warriors, rangers, assassins and other various professions like Entreri.
Because if you don’t have these part-time jobs and just upgrade the thief level, it is impossible to have a strong frontal combat capability.
But players are obviously not subject to this restriction.
To be precise, the relevant professional training they received on earth and the various skills they mastered will not be displayed in their professional levels.
This means that each of these carefully selected elites has one or two things that can be called "unique skills".
Just when Jack and two other soldiers formed a shield wall with an inclined surface, preparing to withstand the first wave of zombie boars, the thief on the treetop finally pulled the trigger.
Whoosh!
Accompanied by the sound of the arrow piercing the air, an obviously modified arrow flew towards the group of zombie wild boars that had begun to charge at extremely fast speeds.
But what is incredible is that the arrow did not hit any wild boar, but pierced straight down into the ground.
Just when Jack and others thought that their fellow thieves were too nervous and missed their shot, the end of the steel crossbow bolt inserted into the ground suddenly popped out in the opposite direction with a sharp blade glowing with cold light.
What a coincidence, the next second the wild boar that was at the front waded over this sharp blade.
As expected, the sharp end directly opened a wound as deep as a finger on the wild boar's bulging fat belly, and the stinking and ulcerated intestines and other internal organs flowed all over the floor in an instant.
Although undead creatures like zombies have no pain nerves at all, and there is no special feeling for them to have their intestines ruptured, the long string of intestines that have become extremely tough under the erosion of negative energy is entangled the moment it falls.
On the arrow.
As a result, before the wild boar could take more than two steps, its intestines dragged the arrow high into the air, fell down, and finally got stuck on the branch of a tree. This produced a sudden pulling force, causing its limbs that were not particularly coordinated to begin with.
Stumbling together.
Before anyone else could react to what was happening, this large wild boar zombie, which definitely weighed more than a ton, rolled over and hit a nearby tree with a bang.
This was a big deal, as it blocked the path of the wild boars behind it.
Since low-level undead creatures have no intelligence in the first place, and the wild boar can't stop itself when it rushes, more than a dozen wild boar zombies were tripped one after another, like a serial rear-end collision and fell all over the ground.
“It’s simply amazing!”
Wu Sheng was completely amazed by the archery skills of his fellow thief, with expressions of shock and disbelief on his face.
Because this arrow not only accurately calculated the speed and direction of the wild boar's charge in a very short time in advance, but also made full use of the wild boar's staggering weight and high inertia when charging at full speed.
As a ranger who also plays with long-range weapons, he may be able to use his innate talent for aiming and shooting to pour arrows into the eyes of wild boars, but it is absolutely impossible to replicate the scene just now.
Not only Wu Sheng, but everyone else in the team also showed similar expressions.
Without him, the effect of this arrow is really exaggerated.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that such outrageous things could exist in the world.
"Well... don't get me wrong, everything you just saw was actually a coincidence. At first, I just wanted to use the modified crossbow bolt to cut off one of the wild boar's legs and hinder its forward speed. I didn't expect it at all.
A series of reactions followed."
The thief himself quickly recovered from the brief shock, scratched his head with an embarrassed look and explained.
Although it was really satisfying to be stared at in his heart with such eyes, he knew very well that this situation, which was caused entirely by luck and coincidence, would never be replicated successfully again.
Instead of other team members having unrealistic fantasies and expectations for themselves, it is better to tell the truth directly.
"Is it really just luck?" Jack's eyes flashed with suspicion.
The thief smiled bitterly and nodded: "It's really just luck. Otherwise, if I really had this ability, I wouldn't need to climb up the treetops and hide."
"Okay, that's true. But your arrow has done a great job."
As Jack said this, he rushed forward side by side with the other two soldiers, and hit the wild boar lying on the ground with a blast.
Needless to say, the latter was armed with a sharp spear, and he stabbed him randomly from a long distance.
As the saying goes, an inch long is an inch strong.
Spears, long-distance piercing weapons such as spears, have originally been known as the "King of Weapons" and are more practical in real combat than short weapons such as swords, axes, and war hammers.
Many times just a flat thrust can make it difficult for people to parry and get close.
In contrast, sword weapons require years of training, guidance from famous teachers and accumulation of practical experience.
Heavy weapons such as axes and warhammers place very high demands on the user's strength and endurance.
Therefore, unless you are an extreme person like Jack who stacks his strength attribute to 20 points, many players often carry an extra long-handled weapon with them while carrying short weapons.
At this moment, these two spears played an extremely important role. They stabbed four zombies to death before they got up.
There were four more whose heads were smashed one by one by Jack's hammer swing.
A hammer weighing 30 kilograms would be extremely terrifying for any creature to accidentally get hit by, let alone swing it and hit it hard.
Just look at the deeply dented skulls of the dead wild boar zombies and the plasma that splashes when they are smashed, and you will know how destructive this thing is in close combat.
Fortunately, Jack wore a fully enclosed helmet, so others could not see his bloodthirsty, ferocious and ugly face when he was angry, otherwise he would have had nightmares for a month.
But the eight were obviously not all of this group of wild boar zombies. The remaining ones quickly struggled to get up from the ground and crashed into the nearest player at extremely fast speeds.
"Be careful!"
Wu Sheng hurriedly spoke to remind one of the soldiers who had not noticed the warrior behind him. At the same time, he quickly drew an arrow from his quiver and shot it with his innate unique feeling.
Whoosh!
Before the former had time to react, he saw the sharp arrow flying past his cheek and slamming into the eyes of the wild boar zombie at a tricky angle that cannot be described in words.
This big guy, weighing more than 250 kilograms, was stunned on the spot by his fierce momentum. Then he deviated from the original direction uncontrollably and hit the tree trunk next to him with a muffled sound.
To be continued...