I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

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Chapter 2. Baiting

The small path had its advantages.

For example, there were not many people.

Of course, there was also the disadvantage of being a small path.

For example, there were not many people.

There was a price to pay for fighting in Astan City. If one was not familiar with the city guards and was witnessed by them, they might have to squat in there for half a day or pay a fine before they could come out.

However, if there were no witnesses, they could fight as they wished.

In "Fantasy World", there was no such thing as a red name after killing someone. The game was free, and so were the players. As long as you had the awareness to pay for your actions, you could do whatever you wanted.

Although Nelwin had failed repeatedly in his assassinations, he had become more and more skilled at picking places to carry out his assassinations after paying a few fines. Thus, even though Shaya had taken a detour, she did not walk out of the guards' blind spot.

In other words, they could fire at will here.

The three people in front were two men and a woman. They were dressed as Swordsman, Thief, and Mage. Although it was still a bit off, it was still a classic configuration.

They were all Light Elves without exception.

He did not know if the race had any effect on the player's character, probably not. However, the three in front of him were extremely arrogant. They did not say a single word of nonsense. The two sides only confronted each other for a moment before their movements became uniform.

"Attack him!"

The f*ck?

Char picked up Nelwin and ran off.

A large fireball came from behind, but Char did not dodge it. When the heat behind her was almost burning her hair, she took a slight step and just missed it!

"A bullet?"

A cry of surprise came from behind.

"What kind of skill is this? It can dodge the fireball?"

"Aren't mages' skills supposed to automatically lock onto their targets?"

"Do you have any special tools?"

'What? You guys are too noob.'

Char could not help but complain.

This batch of players was not good enough. It was better to focus on her for a week.

This was what the mage mentor NPC had taught him-after the skill was thrown, it would roughly lock onto the position, but it would not lock onto an individual, but an area that included the individual. The lower the level of the skill, the larger the area, and the more inaccurate it would be.

In other words, the fireball was aimed at a spherical area with Char as the center. After many tests, Char found that the radius of the area was about two meters.

In other words, when a fireball was two meters away from him, it would be thrown at him. It was the same for other low-level spells.

They would understand this after being tortured by high-level NPCs once or twice. There were similar cases of blades cutting big fireballs, leather whips whipping icicles, and the most perverted one was the Barbarian leader Muru, who could extinguish the burning hand with a piss from three meters away. He was indeed worthy of the reputation of Steel Kidney.

This was allowed by the rules.

Char felt that this operation was very normal, but it was terrifying in Nelwin's eyes.

What was this? Dodging skills?

Even though she had always thought that Char was a very powerful player, she suddenly felt that she was looking down on her.

This was simply cheating!

However, although he was surprised, he felt that it was time for him to pay his debt.

"Let me down, I'll hold them. You find a place to log off."

"Ha? What the hell are you doing? What do you rely on? Your legs?"

"Do you want to die!" I'll say that you've already died once," said Nelwin angrily. "I'll go back and get my reward. This is the only mission, and the rewards will change later."

Char could not help but exclaim, "The more beautiful a woman is, the better she'll lie,"

"Eh? What did you say?"

"Oh, sorry, my mouth is swollen. Women like to lie."

Nelwin could tell that he was changing his words on purpose, and she was very pleased.

"But I don't want to go offline. What should I do?" Char said.

"Are you crazy? I'll go offline and hide for a while, then come back later! I don't care, I have to go down anyway, don't worry about me!"

Nelwin was probably eager to return the favor, so she struggled hard, and Char could not hold on to her long legs. She could only watch her jump up and down against the wall.

It just so happened that she was at a corner. Char looked up at the building behind her and took a few steps back to hide behind another wall.

"Then take care."

"You too,"

It was rare for Nelwin to say something nice.

Seeing Char disappear just like that, she let out a sigh of relief.

A sense of loss welled up in her.

If she could hold on for ten minutes, as long as she logged off, they would be even.

She shook her head hard to get rid of the distracting thoughts. She leaned her head against the wall and waited quietly.

This was a long detour and there were many obstacles along the way. The three players were not as familiar with the terrain as Char, and it took them a long time to arrive.

As soon as they turned the corner, they saw Nelwin. The three of them were so scared that they took a step back, thinking that she was lying in ambush.

"I don't have any ill intentions." Nelwin opened her arms, indicating that she did not even have a weapon.

"You guys also accepted that bounty mission, right?"

The three of them looked at each other, and finally, the mage said, "That's right, the man who was hugging you just now was Char? What level is he? Where did he go?"

Nelwin wanted to explain that she was not an NPC, but a player, but after some thought, she decided to continue the misunderstanding.

"He is a special NPC, at least level 25, dual-class." Nelwin explained, "I received this mission three days ago (in real time), but I didn't succeed. He has the ability to teleport when he's dying."

"Alright, stop lying. Do you really think we'll believe you?"

The Thief laughed, pulled out his dagger, and walked forward.

The other two also showed a mocking expression.

"I have a friend who met Char in the novice village, and they have a bit of a history. What a bullsh*t NPC, are you two on the same side? He's still around here?"

Nelwin was startled and was about to take out her weapon to counterattack when the Swordsman smacked her body with a shield. Her body flew a few meters away, and at the same time, the mage's wand lit up.

As soon as he thought about how this buff that she had worked so hard to maintain was about to break, Nelwin felt despair.

To others, this was just a game, but she had put all her stakes on it.

She had already wasted three days here, and her initial lead had been caught up in the blink of an eye.

Not only did she not make any progress, but she also lost her most important buff because of a trivial matter.

Although the players did not fear death, it was like a domino effect. All the depression and frustration of the past few days surged up like a tide.

She was instantly drowned.

Maybe it was a mistake to bet on the game. She should be like his father who fell from the sky and listen to her arrangements, being a good person like her brother.

However, why?

He was unwilling to accept this.

Suddenly, she saw the approaching Thief stop and turn around in a panic.

Behind him, the mages did not release their attacks, but instead turned into white light.

Was she dying?

To Nelwin, this moment felt as long as half a century.

She saw Char appear behind the white light, and the swordsman's angry attack was aimed at him, but he easily dodged it. Then, he placed his prepared burning hand on the nail-embedded shield, and the shield instantly burst into flames. As the Swordsman could not stop in time, he swung the shield and hit his ally.

The Thief's lithe body was pierced through by a sword just as he was in mid-air.

The dagger...

When everything was settled, the three of them turned into white light and disappeared. A hand reached out in front of her.

It was as if someone had pulled her out of the deep water.

"Let's have a happy high-five."

Nelwin looked up in a daze. Char was smiling brightly, and the light on her face shone into her heart.

'That's great, I don't have to die.'

She felt a lump in her throat and took a deep breath.

'But don't expect me to say thank you!'

She reached out and gave Char a high five.

"Hey, we're even." She sniffled and turned her face away.

"I've successfully pinned them down!"

"Of course, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to get a triple kill."

Char picked her up, and Nelwin did not struggle.

In addition to the debuff, she had also been paralyzed by the Swordsman. She could either find a Priest herself or go offline in town for four hours to recover.

If it was any other time, she would undoubtedly choose the latter.

However, she suddenly wanted to stay a little longer.

Enjoy the feeling of having someone to rely on for a while longer.

Ten minutes later, Char was about to walk out of the block.

"Put me down."

Char did as he was told.

"Goodbye."

With her back facing him, the Elf chose to go offline.