Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

"There is an enemy attack! Everyone is on alert!"

The expected pain did not come. After the female professionals from China heard the noise, they slowly opened their eyes.

What made her pupils shrink suddenly was that the blond man who was originally in front of her had fallen to the ground.

The giant crossbow in his hand had fallen to the ground and was stained red by the blood that continued to spurt from his wrist.

The person who screamed just now was not her, but the blond man.

An arrow carried by the strong wind was shot from behind a huge broken pillar, and then with lightning speed, it broke the wrist of the blond man who was about to shoot the crossbow.

But the most ridiculous thing is that after the blond man was injured, none of his nine teammates were willing to step forward to help him.

The nine people quickly formed a circle, looking around vigilantly, paying careful attention to any place where enemies might appear.

As for the blond man with broken wrist, he was holding his right hand that was constantly spurting blood and twisting his body crazily.

He was losing blood rapidly, and he was frantically calling for help, but he couldn't get any response from his companions.

The two people from China looked at each other and saw a glimmer of hope in each other's eyes.

Although he didn't know whether the strong man in the dark was specifically here to help him, at least for now, this person should be hostile to their enemies.

The person in the dark may want to keep everyone here.

But in this way, these bastards who have been chasing them for a few days will at least die earlier than the two of them.

When the two of them entered the secret realm, they were already prepared to sacrifice, but they just didn't want to die in such a worthless way.

But now, they feel that it is not so unacceptable to see their enemies die in front of them.

The blond man's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. His storage ring was on his right hand, which had been shot off.

Fortunately, his severed hand fell a few meters away and was not carried very far.

Seeing that his companion had no intention of helping him, the blond man gritted his teeth, quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the severed hand.

He had to use some healing tools quickly, otherwise he would probably bleed to death.

But just as he was running that way, another arrow suddenly flew out from behind a pillar.

The trajectory of the arrow is not a straight line, but an arc!

The blond man was hit by an arrow in the chest again, and his body was knocked down directly. He slid on the ground for a meter or two before stopping.

But his teammates still ignored him and rushed towards the direction of the arrow with bright eyes.

"Let's go together, this person hasn't come out yet, there's probably only one person!"

They shouted angrily, and rushed towards the place where the arrow flew out in a surrounding manner.

But at this moment, a scream came from behind.

One of them recognized the voice of the blond man and subconsciously stopped and glanced behind him.

He saw a blazing flame igniting in the hands of the woman who had fallen to the ground, and it hit the blond man's head directly.

This scene made him feel a little chilly, but his first reaction was not to feel sorry for his companion.

He was a little lucky that it wasn't him who died.

But soon, he felt a chill coming from the top of his head.

Being a little slow to react, he looked up and saw an arrow wrapped in strong wind, shooting towards his head with lightning speed.

He instinctively wanted to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, an arrow was shot directly into his mouth. His body trembled and he lost his breath.

Kill instantly with one hit!

He was originally running at the back of the team because he was a long-range squishy professional, but at this time, he was caught off guard and was directly drained of his health.

He didn't even have time to issue a warning or scream.

When he fell, he looked at his eight remaining companions, and his vision gradually fell into darkness.

He saw the eight teammates quickly turning back from behind the pillar, with obvious anger on their faces.

It seems... they haven't found the enemy...

"Damn it! I clearly saw the arrow shooting from here!"

One of the eight people shouted angrily, but the next second he saw his companion slowly falling.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

If the blond man was sneak attacked because of their laziness, the death of the second person already explained the problem.

The person watching them secretly has extremely strong combat experience.

The second arrow was deliberately seen by them, and the purpose was to make them rush towards the previous position.

In this way, there will be holes in the original formation, and the person in the dark will have the opportunity to reduce their numbers again.

For a moment, the remaining eight people felt a chill in their hearts.

At this time, they have been able to determine that there is a high probability that this mysterious archer is only one person.

Otherwise, if the other party has such terrifying strength, they will never use this method to slowly wear them down.

But the most powerful blond man among them was dead, and only a few epic professionals and a few lower-level professionals were left.

Their goal was not to kill the monsters here, but to rely on their numerical advantage to kill and plunder the lone professionals.

Therefore, when they entered the secret realm, they were forced to do so, and there was no awareness of death.

But now, they have become alone.

They were not good people to begin with. They were only temporarily united into a team for profit reasons. There was no unity at all.

It can be seen from just sitting and watching the blond man die that these people actually only care about their own lives.

Under the threat of death, each of them felt a chill down their backs, but at the same time they were also afraid that they would be the next to be abandoned.

Suddenly, a professional coughed slightly and said to the people around him:

"I know everyone is afraid of death now, but I am willing to take the initiative to stand up and withstand the next few attacks.

I will expose my flaws and attract the archers in the dark to attack. You will find an opportunity to kill him!

You must be quick. Although my profession can use a shield, I can only withstand such attacks three times at most! "

His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for his teammates around him to hear.

Everyone's eyes flashed with various expressions, but they all responded softly soon.

They understand that this may very well be their only chance.

As time passed by, it seemed that everyone ignored the two injured professionals on the ground.

Suddenly, one person in the eight-person team shouted and ran towards the distance as if he collapsed, shouting loudly:

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

His voice was hoarse, even a little crazy, and his back was completely exposed to the attack range of the archers in the dark.

Several wind-breaking sounds sounded, and it seemed to be the same sound, causing a sneer to appear on the lips of the escaping professional.

A shield half a man's height suddenly appeared in his hand, with a silver-white light shining on it, and he squatted down.

But instead of the arrow he expected, he heard several screams in succession.

Suddenly, a chill rushed straight to his brain, causing goosebumps to appear all over his body.

The arrows fired by the archer in the dark are not aimed at him!