Just when Heather's thoughts arose and she relaxed her vigilance slightly, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in the grass on the left!
The next moment, Heather's hair stood on end and she hurriedly retreated!
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound like a firecracker exploding. Heather's pupils shrank sharply, her feet accelerated, and she quickly retreated!
The attacking figure in the grass quickly caught up with him, but not as fast as Heather. Seeing that Heather was out of the attack range, the long-haired man walked out of the grass, but his lower body was different from that of a normal person, but like a horse. There was a flash of unwillingness in his eyes, and then he quickly got into the grass and disappeared in an instant.
With lingering fear, Heather touched her throat, her hands were wet and bleeding.
The opponent made a surprise attack and nearly pierced his throat with an arrow.
The throat is one of the fatal weaknesses for anyone.
Cold sweat dripped down from Heather's head, and then she became furious. The opponent should not have reached the late fourth level, and he almost killed him with an arrow!
"I want to run!"
Heather was angry in her heart, and the next moment, she quickly chased him into the grass.
Just as he entered the grass, a sharp arrow struck again!
The other party didn't run away, he was waiting for Heather!
This time, Shi Nan didn't panic. He turned his head slightly and avoided the opponent's sharp arrow in an instant. The next moment, Shi Nan didn't even look at where the person was. The sword of the holy way followed the direction of the spiritual power sensed by his spiritual power like thunder. Cut it off!
"puff!"
With a muffled sound, the sword penetrated the flesh, the weeds in front of the heather broke, and the sword blade also split the man behind the grass into two halves.
"Mad, do you really think I can't sense you?"
Shinan cursed. He had not prepared enough before, and the other party had restrained his spiritual power, so he was successfully attacked.
Heather is originally the controller, and her mental power has even broken through to the spirit refining realm. Her mental power is very sensitive to aura particles, and her spiritual power is actually a manifestation of aura particles.
The other party was so close to Heather, and no matter how well his spiritual power was gathered, in Heather's eyes he was still as bright as a firefly in the dark night.
Killing the opponent with a sword, Heather cut off all the surrounding weeds, adding a bald spot to the meat grinding ground.
After leaving himself some room to dodge, Shinan stepped forward to check on the man who had just been hacked to death.
The lower body of a horse was twitching constantly, while the upper body was no different from a human being. Due to the explosion of Heather's sword, it was difficult for spiritual practitioners below the fourth level to defeat him, and the opponent's head rolled to the side.
"Blonde……"
Heather squatted down and observed, "This upper body is similar to that of a human... no, similar to that of a European."
The body lying on the ground had blond hair and white skin, and was probably between 20 and 30 years old.
"The strength of the early stage of the third level...he is not timid, and he actually sneaked into the late stage of the fourth level..."
Of course, the opponent may not have seen the strength of Heather. Heather looked very young and not as experienced as those spiritual practitioners who often enter the wild world. She looked like Hina. This was the main reason why the opponent attacked him.
Heather looked through the other person's body and found a small cloth bag. He threw the bag aside and didn't rush to check it.
The bag and the long bow in the opponent's hand were what he captured this time.
Heather checked the other party's clothes again. The plump horse was covered in flesh, with only four hooves still wearing horseshoes. The upper body of the humanoid was wearing leather clothes. It was unknown what kind of creature it was, and Heather couldn't tell. .
He stretched out his hand and tore it hard, and the leather jacket was torn by the heather.
"It's a pity that it's not made of mid-to-high-level monster fur."
Heather shook her head slightly and threw the leather jacket aside. After thinking about it for a moment, Heather picked up the broken clothing and checked it again. Soon, Heather found a coin-sized badge on the original chest.
"Third-level medal."
Heather stared at the golden medal in front of her. There were three bows and arrows printed on the front of the medal. One of the bows and arrows had no arrow, which meant that the opponent was an early level three shooter.
On the back, there is a brooch worn and an indiscernible horse printed on it.
But Heather knew that this was the sign of a centaur.
Different alien races have their own symbolic totems. For example, in Giant Wolf City, the old professor who taught the class said that they worship the "moon", so their symbol is a howling wolf facing the sky, with a full moon printed on the wolf's head.
The alien medal is also a symbol of the aliens and superpowers in the wild world. Most of the aliens and superpowers will wear this kind of level medal.
"The centaur's superpower...the initial strength of the third level should be an idle alien superpower."
Heather made a judgment. It was also very simple to distinguish whether they were idle aliens or aliens in the military in a certain city.
Almost all foreign races in the army use uniform weapons. Heather had seen the standard longbows of the centaurians in the research institute before, but they were different from the ones used by the man in front of her.
Moreover, in the alien army, the strong ones hunt alone, while the weak ones are all organized. At the early stage of the third level, the strength can only be said to be average, and the alien army rarely appears alone.
"An idle alien psychic, at the early stage of the third level, almost killed me..."
Shi Nan's eyes flickered uncertainly. The opponent's strength was far inferior to his, and the gap was huge.
I was careful enough, but I was still not vigilant enough and was almost attacked and killed.
He touched his throat and saw that the wound had stopped bleeding and was healing quickly, but Heather was still a little frightened.
"Be careful, be careful, be more careful!"
Three "Cautions" in a row made Heather even more vigilant, and her mental power began to condense into threads and spread around her body.
Picking up the opponent's longbow, Heather pulled the bow string and squeezed the bow arm hard, "E-grade alloy, poor guy!"
The weapons used by the aliens in the wild world are not the alloys used by humans, but humans prefer to use their own ratings to judge the strength of weapons.
For places like the Military Department and Spiritual Dao Academy, weapons from the Great Wilderness will only be recycled at two-thirds of the price of the alloy grade.
In fact, many of the weapons of the alien races in the Wilderness World are made of raw ores. The government buys them back and adds other metals. One Wilderness World weapon may eventually be able to create three alloy weapons of the same strength.
This is also an important source of raw materials for weapon refining.
I weighed the longbow and found that it was not too heavy. It only weighed five or six kilograms at most. If sold to the military or other departments, it would cost five or six hundred thousand yuan.
If you can only gain this little from killing a third-level alien, it will be extremely small.
In the wild world, there is no extra reward for killing aliens with superpowers, only the capture.
Of course, it is not absolute. Sometimes the military headquarters will issue some tasks, such as how many low-level alien races and how many mid-level alien races to hunt, and certain additional rewards will be given, mainly to encourage everyone to kill more spiritual practitioners in the space world.
Heather opened the small cloth bag again, and there were very few things inside.
A bit of dry food that looked like steamed buns, a top-grade spiritual stone with a rough surface, and a piece of... no, a top-grade spiritual stone for cultivation that was slightly larger than a grain of rice.
"Cultivation of top-quality spiritual stones to replenish spiritual power?"
Heather made a judgment and weighed 1 gram.
On the contrary, the basic top-quality spiritual stone weighs about 10 grams.
"A 1-gram top-grade cultivation spirit stone is worth 30 credits, which is 3 million. It's not cheap. Add in a 10-gram basic top-grade spiritual stone. I don't know how pure it is. I'm afraid it's the lowest kind. 10 credits. 1000000."
After some calculations, I realized that this time I would gain less than 5 million by killing this third-level early-stage alien.
Heather was a late-level fourth-level spiritual practitioner, so he could be killed easily. The other third-level spiritual practitioners were not necessarily killed. They might have been killed with the first arrow.
A third-level spiritual practitioner risked his life to kill his opponent and gained less than 5 million, which was not a lot.
"Do these aliens hate us humans so deeply? The anger level of this alien before death actually reached 999 points..."
Shi Nan glanced at his system interface and slightly
frown.
Before entering the wild world, his anger value only had 200 points left. During this period, he only gained 1,000 points from his classmates and teachers, but now it has become 2,199 points.
Suddenly the total anger value on the system interface became 3399 points.
"Everyone is dead, and the anger level is still increasing, which means..."
Thinking of this, he was about to look at the system records, but suddenly Shinan's pupils shrank. The next moment, Shinan jumped into the air and fled back like lightning!
And at the moment when Heather jumped up and ran away, a sound broke through the air at the place where Heather had just stopped!
"Sibal..."
An angry low roar came from the grass, and Heather didn't know whether the other person was calling the dead person or yelling curses, such as "death". He had never learned this, and no one taught him, of course. , it is no longer important at this moment.
When he saw that the anger level was still increasing, Heather knew that there was danger!
At this moment, Shi Nan realized that there might be alien races from the wild world around him, and they were not weak. If they were too weak, the urine of the system would not increase by 1,200 points at a time.
"It's a good early warning for this BUG in the system..." When Heather ran away, such thoughts could not help but appear in her mind.
As for the aura chasing after him, Heather's spiritual power sensed it, and it was similar to his own. It should be a late fourth-level or Dzogchen alien race.
Heather ran away and turned to look.
A dozen meters behind him, a male centaur wearing leather armor and holding a long knife stared at Heather with a deep chill on his face.
The other party was chasing after him, not even paying attention to the body of his dead companion. Various numbers kept popping up on the man's head, and these numbers were not small, and the smallest one was ten digits.
"My luck..."
Heather had never fought against a fourth-level alien race, and she did not dare to fight with them rashly, so she could only run away.
In the meat grinding ground, although there are often fights between intermediate spiritual practitioners, intermediate spiritual practitioners are not cabbage. Compared to such a large place, it is still difficult to encounter them. Most of them are warrior-level spiritual practitioners and low-level aliens.
Even Shinan didn't expect that when he first came here, he would encounter an intermediate alien race, which was so unlucky.
"That guy from Long Hai wants me to do a mission alone. He can meet intermediate levels at any time. This is too dangerous!"
Shi Nan cursed in his heart. During class, the teacher also said that intermediate spiritual practitioners are the backbone of the wild world and human beings. They are rarely seen in ordinary times. Most of the ones encountered in the wild are low-level.
But now?
There were a bunch of mid-level people at the military camp before, but now while walking around, I met another one. Is this rare?
This is called being visible everywhere!
"How did those spiritual practitioners who were in the early stages of the third level survive in the past?"
Shi Nan was very depressed. It was so dangerous. Wouldn't a third-level early spiritual practitioner die if he came in?
