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The three choices of skills given at level 20 are Shield Block, Mortal Strike, and Heroic Leap.

Among them, the heroic leap has appeared for the second time, and no further explanation is needed.

The barrage focuses on explaining shield blocks and lethal blows.

"Shield Blocking is a typical defensive skill. You first need to have a shield to use it. It can stably and effectively enhance your defensive ability."

"Death Strike is one of the main damage skills of fighters. The effect in the game is to reduce the healing effect received by the enemy. There should be some changes in the real world."

Let's not mention shield block, a skill whose function can be guessed just by looking at its name.

As the barrage said, the skill description of Mortal Strike is not to reduce the healing effect, but to inhibit the enemy's self-healing ability.

"Um~ That is to say, besides its own good lethality, this skill can also have an additional effect on trolls, a race with strong self-healing ability?"

"Actually, strictly speaking, the effect of the fatal blow still reduces the healing effect."

"In this real Azeroth, the principle of healing spells is to stimulate the body's potential and enhance the subject's self-healing ability, rather than a single skill in the game to draw blood."

"Defense, attack + healing, mobility, should I choose heroic leap this time?"

"+1, I think there should be a reason for the same skill appearing twice, maybe the system is implying to choose Heroic Leap."

"Don't make random conclusions to mislead Sarlayan. The choice should be left to the parties to decide. All we can do is give suggestions. Try to maintain an objective attitude."

Sharlayan's point of view is the same as the previous barrage, the same skill should not appear twice in succession for no reason.

"I choose the heroic leap."

The skill card representing the heroic leap is integrated into Sharlayan's soul, giving him how to use the skill.

As a practical person, Sharlayan couldn't wait to start trying out a new toy.

Ordering the dragon eagle to descend, Salayan suddenly jumped out of the dragon eagle's back when it was more than ten meters away from the ground, making the dragon eagle look bewildered.

"Fuck, I guess Long Ying is speechless, Valeera jumped off the plane in the same way before."

"Longying: What's wrong with each of you? Can't you land properly?"

In the state of free landing, the whistling wind continued to come from Salayan's ears.

Looking for a clearing in the forest, according to the knowledge given by the system, Sharlayan gathered his anger in mid-air and forcibly stepped on the air to take off.

"boom!"

Stepping down from a height of more than ten meters, the subsequent impact caused some tiny cracks to appear on the ground where Sharlayan landed, and the surrounding wild animals were also frightened by the loud noise and ran away.

Sharlayan is very pleased with the effect of Heroic Leap.

"It's very easy to use. It can actually borrow power in the air, so that it can effectively improve the mobility."

A warrior in heavy armor is both offensive and defensive, but this combat role has one of its greatest weaknesses.

In the words of barrage, the legs are short.

If charge and heroic leap are sealed, it is almost impossible for fighters to catch agile occupations such as ranger and thief by relying on their own mobility, and there is a high probability that they will be "kite-flyed".

With the combination of heroic leap and charge, Sharlayan can burst out with impressive mobility in a very short period of time, and can catch the enemy by surprise under certain circumstances.

However, the heroic leap puts a greater burden on the legs, and the higher the jump, the stronger the recoil, making it difficult to use it continuously in a short period of time.

At this moment, Sharlayan's legs felt a burst of numbness, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

When Sharlayan led the somewhat irritable Dragonhawk back to the temporary camp where the ranger troops and farstriders were stationed, Li Reza, Sylvanas, Lor'themar and others were packing their bags and preparing to set off again.

Sharlayan asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

Li Reza: "Go to Silvermoon City to learn more about the situation first, and then follow the Sun King's order to wipe out the trolls who fled to various places in the forest. Now is not the time to rest."

Lailas still needed someone to take care of her. As always, Vereesa was ordered by her mother to take her little brother back to the southern part of the forest with the traveler, resettle the people of Fengxing Village, and take care of the territorial affairs on her behalf.

By the way, Vereesa also needs to assist the Farstrider to clean up the Amani trolls still entrenched in Sunscar Peak and other places, and regain the territory in the southern part of the forest.

"Time is running out, we're leaving now."

"Vereesa, I will leave the territory to you for protection during this time. I should send Cirvanas back to the southern part of the forest to help you in a short time."

Li Reza's eyes did not have the slightest warmth: "This time, we must teach the trolls an unforgettable lesson, so that they will never dare to resist again."

Under the leadership of Lirethar, the ranger forces have crushed the Amani trolls for nearly 3,000 years.

Unexpectedly, with the help of the orcs, they turned Xianyu around this time, which is undoubtedly a shame for Li Reza.

Before leaving, Cirvanas brought a young human ranger to Sharlayan, and thanked him solemnly.

"Thank you for your prompt message, if I arrive a little later..."

Sharlayan shook his head indifferently: "Don't worry, since the conflict with that apprentice ranger, no ranger has ever made things difficult for me."

"I know that Li Reza specially greeted his subordinates and strictly prohibited them from discriminating against half-elves and foreigners. This time, let's take it as my repayment to her."

Cirvanas looked at Sharlayan with weird eyes, as if looking at a rare creature, which made Sharlayan feel a little nervous.

But she didn't say anything in the end, just nodded indifferently.

"I still have a task ahead of me, so it's inconvenient to stay longer. You and Nathanos should say goodbye too, and we will meet again when everything calms down."

Sharlayan and the human ranger behind Cirvanas simply hugged each other.

"Stay safe and take care of yourself."

"You too."

Nathanos Marris was the only human in the ranger army, and his daily interactions with his colleagues showed that he was more ostracized than Sharlayan, who was a half-elf.

This is also the reason why Sharlayan and Sharlayan can become friends, and the two have a common topic.

"The Blightcaller licks the dog. It turns out that he is just a random soldier in the ranger army."

"It's normal. Nathanos' brightest period can only be traced back to the Third World War at the earliest."

"Looking at his face, he is probably in his early twenties now, far from growing up, a proper large miscellaneous soldier."

The barrage's unabashed malice towards Nathanos made Sharlayan very helpless.

Due to their endless discussions, Sharlayan still doesn't understand what the human ranger will do in the future to provoke so much resentment.

Nathanos, who is still very young now, has long been accustomed to the ignorance of his colleagues. Most of the time, the expression on his face is very flat, as if he is indifferent to everything around him.

But Sharlayan knew that this was just his self-protection.

In the dead of night, the lonely human ranger reveals his true self to his friends.

Sending off the ranger troops in a hurry, Sharlayan and the farstriders are also preparing to return to the southern forest.

He planned to go home first, and tidy up the messy furniture made by Samuro, so as not to get angry if his father saw it.

When passing the Arendar River, the melodious sound of a musical instrument suddenly reached Sharlayan's ears, and his long ears, which were slightly shorter than those of ordinary elves, trembled subconsciously.

"This is…"

Following the sound, he began to search for the origin of the sound of the instrument, but Sharlayan was surprised to find that the other people around him didn't respond at all, as if they didn't hear the music floating in the air at all.

"Lylas, do you hear the sound of wind instruments?"

Lailas, who was maintaining his short bow, shook his head blankly.

"No, the war is not completely over yet, and the people are busy escaping to save their lives. How can they be in the mood to play musical instruments?"

Sharlayan asked the busy Vereesa and Halduron successively, and their answers were similar to those of Lyras.

Halduron asked with some concern, "Are you okay? Have you been hallucinating from being too tired recently?"

"Speaking of which, you haven't slept well in the past two days, have you? After returning home this time, don't think about it patiently for a while, don't tire yourself out, a good body is the foundation of everything."

'Illusion? No ~www.novelmt.com~ Absolutely not. '

Even when talking with Halduron, the inexplicable music still echoed in the forest.

"Halduron, I am here to bid you farewell. I have some things I want to deal with alone."

Halduron patted Sharlayan on the shoulder encouragingly: "Okay, but you must pay attention to safety."

"There are still many scattered trolls hiding in the forest. If you encounter them, don't be impulsive. Safety first."

Under Vereesa's rather unkind gaze, Salayan bid farewell to his friends, went into the forest alone, and strode forward in the direction of the music.

"Vereesa is still angry..."

The long day was coming to an end, and when Sharlayan left the main force, a crescent moon had quietly hung in the night sky.

Under the cold moonlight, a strange elf wearing a blue robe with a slightly different appearance from the high elves appeared in Sharlayan's sight.

He stood alone on a small **** in the forest, playing the short-pipe bone instrument in his hand contentedly.

"Um?"

Noticing Sharlayan's arrival, the male elf with his blue hair tied into a short ponytail showed obvious surprise in his eyes.

"This is really...unexpected."

The blue-haired elf put down the vertical instrument in his hand, and waved friendlyly to Sharlayan with a meaningful smile on his face.

"May Elune bless you, young fellow half-elf."

"What the hell?"

Just as Sharlayan looked at this strange elf in a daze, countless interjections and question marks suddenly appeared in the barrage.

"Night elf? Why did this guy appear in the Eastern Kingdom, and in the hinterland of the kingdom of the descendants of the old enemy, the Highborne!"