Anyway, the three skeletons would surround the weaker mercenary to buy him time, and he would deal with the sword-and-shield Shurima Mercenary first.
Thinking this, Durin silently drew the spiked mace from his waist and then assumed the posture for a thrust.
He knew very well that he couldn't clash head-on with the opponent. Because any enchanted weapon has a fixed property: no matter what runes are enchanted, it will make the weapon incredibly sturdy and indestructible.
If ordinary weapons collided with it, they would be damaged after only a few clashes.
Therefore, this situation must be avoided during combat.
Watching the burly mercenary charge forward, he became a blur. The curved blade reflected the cold light under the pouring moonlight, creating a thundering visual effect.
Durin was very calm. Without haste, he took out a revolver from his storage ring, held it in his left hand, raised it, and pulled the trigger without needing to aim.
With such a large target, Durin, even if he were blind, could hit him.
Bang!
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, a yellow flame flashed in the dark night, and a bullet shot out from the barrel.
The rapidly spinning bullet cut through the air, its sharp tip tearing through space, heading straight for the burly mercenary. It was upon him in the blink of an eye.
The burly mercenary was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected a Mage Apprentice to also use a gun?!
But he had no time to think. He could only instinctively tense his muscles and swing the enchanted scimitar directly at his left palm. The fierce and decisive blade tore through the air, and the blade's gleam accurately struck the incoming bullet.
Bullet and blade collided, erupting in fiery sparks.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the bullet was actually split in half by the burly mercenary. The hot bullet grazed his body, passing by on both sides.
Just as the opponent felt pleased, Durin continuously pulled the trigger again, firing three bullets at once.
Splitting bullets with a sword, huh!
Showing off, huh!
Let's see if you can split three bullets at once!
The revolver's 9mm bullet could easily penetrate a 5L water-filled bucket at a distance of fifteen meters, and it would explode it, let alone a human body.
Moreover, bullets hitting a human body usually cause an explosive effect internally, creating a small entry wound but a large, wide wound inside.
All three bullets struck the large Shurima Mercenary, and even with his cowhide soft armor as an obstruction, it couldn't stop the 9mm bullets from penetrating due to their strong kinetic energy, causing blood to spurt out from his body.
Crossbow +2, Current Proficiency: 7/25
Crossbow +2, Current Proficiency: 9/25
Crossbow +1, Current Proficiency: 10/25
"Ah!"
The large mercenary let out a miserable cry. He never expected the opponent wouldn't cast spells or engage him in close combat, but instead pulled out a gun and shot him from a distance.
The intense pain and the tearing sensation caused by the bullets piercing through his muscles made his mind momentarily short-circuit.
It was that brief moment of mental short-circuiting that Durin seized. He immediately adopted the Tooth Thrust stance and, in the blink of an eye, charged in front of his opponent.
The space was narrow, making sweeping attacks difficult to execute, but Tooth Thrust was absolutely top-notch.
However, this large mercenary clearly had some tricks up his sleeve. He endured the pain and actually used the rawhide round shield in his left hand to block Durin's flail.
Moreover, he immediately swung the enchanted scimitar in his hand, roaring with a ferocious expression.
Clang!
The flail and the enchanted scimitar collided, and the flail, which was originally of decent quality, let out a slight cracking sound, and its iron spikes actually fell off.
Feeling the surging power like a tide from the enchanted scimitar, Durin could only endure the soreness in his right arm.
Because a subsequent barrage of chops followed like a downpour.
The large mercenary was completely enraged. He let out a roaring shout, continuously swinging his blade at Durin, but Durin dodged each one, even managing to land a backhanded left elbow strike to the mercenary's cheek mid-fight.
The explosive force of the elbow striking the rough, sand-like cheek only made the large mercenary spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and then he continued his assault.
Hearing the sound of the blade cutting through the air, Durin could only keep dodging.
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