I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

It was night, and Roger went on a killing spree.

He walked between the tents like a god of death, quietly taking away the lives of one monster after another.

Until dawn.

He reluctantly left.

This was the first time he wished he could have 72 hours a night, so that he could save some evil duergars.

...

Daytime the next day.

The gray dwarf camp was indeed a frying pan.

First, the guards belatedly discovered a large number of corpses, which caused severe panic among the gray dwarves.

It was mid-afternoon.

An overdose of laxatives begins to show its power.

Every gray dwarf camp is filled with an unspeakable smell.

The wily Roger didn't go back to sleep.

He prepared several masks for himself, blocked his nostrils with cotton wool, and waited quietly outside a gray dwarf camp.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Chaos is growing in the duergar camp.

Finally, someone couldn't help but rushed out, and ran outside into the reeds to have a good time.

Roger, who had been waiting carefully for a long time, would naturally not miss these monsters delivered to his door.

Ti Yun started leisurely.

The Qingfu Sword was like a dragon swimming in water, easily taking the lives of one gray dwarf after another.

Under the action of strong laxatives.

The tenacity value of these gray dwarves has dropped significantly, which makes Roger's operation easier.

All day he wandered outside the six duergar camps.

reeds.

Between the bushes.

Down the grassy slope.

Wherever there is a sign of the gray dwarf's convenience, there is the sword light of the Qingfu sword.

In the evening.

When Roger returned home and took off his mask, he always felt that the Qingfu Sword had become a tasteful sword.

at night.

He washed the Qingfu sword dozens of times with water from the pool at the bottom of the cave.

That smell still seems to linger.

Roger made no further attacks that night.

On the one hand, his energy and physical strength have reached their limits, and he must rest well to ensure his combat effectiveness.

on the other hand.

Roger estimated that with the reaction speed of the gray dwarf leader, it was time to deal with it.

Tonight, I will rush into the gray dwarf camp again.

Maybe he was caught in the urn.

Single-person assassination, that is, the first time it is used, the effect will be better.

So this night.

In the panic of countless gray dwarves.

Roger instead fell asleep soundly.

At dawn, he yawned and ran outside to have a look.

There was no trace of the gray dwarves on Huangshi Island, only the empty camp and some pickled things remained.

Experienced the double torment of dragon's breath and laxatives.

The duerwarves finally retreated.

...

In the following days, Roger embarked on a long hunting trip in the swamp.

The gray dwarves only temporarily withdrew from Yellowstone Island.

In fact, they did not give up their ambitions for Longya Village.

Ever since.

In the swamp near Huangshi Island, guard posts have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

I don't know where these gray dwarves transported so many materials, but they actually sealed Huangshi Island with dense walls.

Fortunately, Roger has a ladder, and these floating walls can't stop him.

Sometimes he started killing inside the fence, and sometimes he went outside the fence to stir up trouble.

It made the gray dwarves miserable.

In the blink of an eye, many days have passed.

...

Seven months later. Near the wall.

On a floating haystack, a gray dwarf was running away in a panic.

It's a pity that in front of Ti Yunzong, his speed is really not enough.

Whoosh!

A flash of sword light flashed, and with Roger's unrestrained soaring into the air, the tip of the Qingfu Sword was lifted lightly, and the gray dwarf's neck guard was pushed aside.

Then stabbed him to death with a sword.

The gray dwarf's body twitched violently, and after a long time, he fell down on the haystack with his eyes wide open.

Roger bent down and quickly packed up the spoils.

After a dozen breaths.

Continuous warning signs came from the field of vision of the qi-watching technique, and there was a noise not far away——

A large group of duergar soldiers is approaching!

Roger didn't hesitate any longer, and jumped.

Between the ups and downs of the rabbit, he disappeared into the mist of the swamp.

The large army of gray dwarves who were still long in coming could only look at his back helplessly and furiously.

...

"You killed 1 swamp gray dwarf and killed 8,409 swamp gray dwarves in total. Your milestone - race butcher set a new record"

"You gained 2 XP"

"Your 'Toughness' has been slightly increased."

...

"The distance becomes stronger and closer."

The progress bar of the evil mark is close to 90%, which means that the "tenacious physique" that has undergone multiple strengthenings will soon usher in a real transformation.

Look at the prompt in the data bar.

Roger felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He likes this down-to-earth sense of progress.

Just like when he was hunting frogs in Yuntai Mountain back then, his toughness was cut by one gray dwarf and one gray dwarf.

No one can take this credit away.

For more than half a year, he has been fighting wits and courage with the gray dwarves in the swamp.

In order to hunt the duergar, he tried almost all means.

And the gray dwarf leader who never showed up also tried many methods to counter Roger.

The "neck guard" on the neck of the gray dwarf who died just now is a great invention.

This made Roger have to remove these "neck guards" before killing people, which greatly affected the efficiency.

In addition, the other party also designed several traps, trying to lure Roger into the bait.

It's a pity that Roger has always maintained a cautious heart.

Not only did the gray dwarf leader's strategy fail, but Roger made several tricks

The result is naturally that he lost his wife and lost his army.

on the other hand.

The gray dwarves also launched some attacks on Dragon Tooth Village.

These offenses more or less paid off.

Especially that night two days ago.

They successfully shot the Emerald Drake with a newly modified ballista!

If it wasn't for Cindy who suddenly stood up and lost a third-level spell, Longya Village might have been breached.

that night.

Although the gray dwarves were persuaded to leave, the spell overdrawn Cindy a lot.

When Roger saw her again, he was already in bed.

At that time, Cindy told him that Longya Village had decided to move.

This is not a hasty decision.

Facing the day and night attacks of the gray dwarves, they really couldn't bear it.

The Jade Drake's injury was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

They decided to move their clan to the east of the swamp.

Cindy invites Roger to join him on the road.

But Roger declined.

He knows his goals well.

He wasn't going anywhere until he had hunted enough duergar.

...

The departure of Longya Village must be bad news for Roger.

Although I don't know how they plan to migrate.

But since Cindy dared to say it openly, it is probably a wonderful means that cannot be stopped.

After all, it is a village favored by real dragons, so it is not surprising that it has some heritage.

And once the emerald drake disappears, Roger will become the number one target of the duergars.

One can imagine the pressure on him during the introduction.

So in recent days, Roger has stepped up his hunting efforts, and the number of gray dwarves hunted has exceeded 300 for three consecutive days!

This caused a violent counterattack from the duergar.

Now the vicinity of Huangshi Island has become very unsafe.

The duergar soldiers almost cleaned up the grass and puddles.

Roger's living space is shrinking little by little.

Worse.

This morning, he suddenly discovered a pitch-black eye appeared on the back of his left hand!

The air hope technique shows that this is a very terrible curse!

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"Curse of blood relatives: your bodily functions are failing, every 72 hours, you will suffer an instant death judgment"

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