Chapter 25 Stupid

"What does this mean?" Ashu Rufate pointed to the arrow. Because their camp was in a concave shelter, although he had dark vision, he could not see the specific location and number of uninvited guests. However, he could also guess that this arrow was not a sneak attack, but had other meanings. Because the range of the bow and the effective range of the bow and the arrow are two different things (in fact, it is not just the bow and arrow, but any long-range weapon is the same).

"Challenge!" Claire's face was filled with horror. "A challenge." She said softly.

"Challenge?" Ashu Rufat glanced at the arrow a few times, "Is it a custom?"

"This is a practice that the gods allow. In the wilderness... there are some single wandering warriors." Claire said softly. "To please the gods, choose this wandering...their particularly powerful kind."

Claire spent a few minutes explaining to Ashu Rufate. This is actually easy to understand. If you don’t have special abilities, you will definitely not be able to survive. For evil gods who are in the principle of “survival of the fittest”, they are of course happy to see this method of quickly selecting outstanding people. For believers, this is also a choice to quickly gain fame, and those with confidence and ambition often choose this method.

In short, under the combined effect of all factors, this has become a custom in chaotic territory. In order to obtain daily necessities or to hone their fighting spirit, those single wandering madmen will often challenge those teams that come and go. The way to challenge is to challenge one by one: they challenge the other party one by one.

Of course, there are no strict laws in the chaotic realm. If you challenge a team with a large number of people, then a one-on-one fight will probably turn into a group fight, and it will be "being" beaten. So things usually turn out to be like this: in a dark night that is easy to hide, challenge the target team with a signal (such as shooting an arrow or something).

And at present, this small team of three people is obviously facing this situation.

"You mean, the wanderer will challenge a team.... Can you ignore him?" Ashu Rufat asked.

"The manifestation of cowardice will cause dissatisfaction among the gods." Claire explained. The power of the evil god has affected the entire chaotic society so deeply that you cannot imagine how serious it is to make the gods dissatisfied. The evil god will not stop you from besieging Du Wei'an, but the cowardly avoiding the war will cause dissatisfaction. Because of this, the usual way to deal with such challenges is to go out to fight. The winner will inevitably gain the favor of the evil gods, and as for the losers...

For the one who went out to meet the battle, the fool also knew what the outcome would be. But for the team, since the opponent has defeated the most powerful fighter on his side, if you don’t want such a guy to follow you in a lingering way, then handing over some supplies in exchange for the end of all this will become the best choice. Of course, if there are still people in the team who have the courage and confidence to fight one-on-one, then you can naturally continue the battle.

"Challenge... Interesting..." Ashu Rufat breathed a lightly. If he was in a larger team at this time, then he might not care about that guy at all. Anyway, he didn't care whether the Chaos Evil God favored him or not. However, his team only had three people.

The mute old man is just a servant in the tribe. It is hard to say how good Claire is. Her "Pilgrim" warrior status is not won by fighting, but by a bluffing scam. Moreover, because of the disguise of the witch, she did not carry any weapons suitable for close combat, let alone armor.

In other words, there is not much difference between someone's challenge from a distance and jumping directly to the bonfire to launch an attack. Since that's the case, you can only go out to meet the challenge.

Ashu Rufate stood up.

"Wait, don't go!" Claire instinctively grabbed Ashu Rufate's clothes and stopped him from leaving.

"Are you worried about me?" Ashu Rufat couldn't help laughing.

"Who...who is worried about you!" Claire quickly let go of his hand. "I really don't know that you southerners are so stupid. You don't even take weapons and just pass by with bare hands?" As she said that, she quickly ran to the carriage, picked up the sword Ash Rufate carried with him, and handed it to him.

As mentioned earlier, this is just an ordinary sword - although it has a good texture, it is just an ordinary sword.

"Wait, this is for you." Claire immediately took off his crossbow. The bow had been stringed, and an arrow had been pressed on the groove.

The evil god of Chaos does not advocate long-range weapons, especially terror. Winning with long-range weapons will not bring too many god pets. For example, in the last battle against the terror war gang, Claire also killed several enemies with a crossbow, but in the end there seemed to be no special honor. This way of winning the battle can be used as a support, and single cannot be used as the mainstream. Especially in one-on-one battles, the victory achieved with long-range weapons is only a cheap victory.

But no matter how cheap a victory is, it is a victory, and no matter how noble a failure is, it is a failure.

Ashrufate smiled, without any worries to refuse. He hung the crossbow on his body and held the sword in his hand, intending to meet the master who openly blocked the road and robbed the robbery, which was actually in line with local customs.

This master is actually not far away. As mentioned earlier, it is the range of one arrow. Chaos believers are not good at making and using bows and arrows (in fact, they are not good at any ranged weapon). Their bows and arrows are generally used as hunting tools, so they are not as powerful as those in the south in both range and power. In actual combat, the power of bows and arrows is not as powerful as stone casters. This is particularly obvious for Chaos warriors wearing Chaos Armor. There are only a few exceptions for those who have excellent bows and crossbows made in the south like Claire. Moreover (no doubt), because they do not have the skill of making crossbows, the crossbow will reach its service life and become damaged in a few years.

Speaking of which, it has to be said that it has to be conquered by the Chaos Legion before. The White Fort was originally a real military fortress, and it was naturally stocked up with a large number of weapons. Because of this, a large number of weapons from southerners, especially long-range weapons, were brought to Chaos territory.

Ashu Rufate soon arrived at the position he might have been in the previous challenge. There were rocks around him, so although he had dark vision, he could not find the challenger for a while.

But he knew that the masters should be here. Well, and this is a turf of chaos, you don't have to worry about someone hiding in a corner with fire/gun or cannon aiming at you - just like when he went to meet Byron before.

"Come out." Ashu Rufate did not untie the crossbow, but just held the sword. Claire had said before that although these wilderness wanderers came to rob (Ahu Rufate was completely unbelievable about reasons such as honing combat spirit), they were also used to abide by certain honor customs. For example, if you came out to fight seriously, people would choose a way similar to the ring competition, coming from the front, rather than jumping out of a dark corner and giving you a knife behind the back.

In addition, there is usually an opportunity to choose a fighting method. Of course, it is not as troublesome as the aristocrats duel in the southern country. When the aristocrats duel, the challenged person has the right to choose a weapon, and the range of choice is "unlimited". Both sides must use the same weapon. For example, you can even choose fire/gun, or even throw stones. However, in the chaotic world, the right to choose this choice is much smaller. It usually means long weapons (such as spears), one-handed weapons (such as swords or the like), and bare hands. This rule is set by the gods, and this rule will also be followed when duels within the tribe. These homeless people choose this kind of life to please the gods, so they must follow the preferences of the gods.

With this sentence, a figure slowly walked out from behind a large stone.

As Ash Rufate expected, the man was tall, wearing a full set of Chaos Armor and holding a huge and irregular battle axe with irregular edges. But for some reason, this pair of armor looked familiar.

Of course, the styles of Chaos Armor are actually quite similar. However, this set of armor...how to say it, it seems very new. That kind of inconspicuous newness is like this master just obtained it from the Chaos Evil God.

As any type of armor is used longer (especially the number of battles participating in more and more times), there will inevitably be more and more scratches (even broken holes) on it. However, this piece is as smooth as a mirror. You know, like a Chaos Warrior who wanders alone in the wilderness, there is no time to polish and maintain the armor. Even in the tribe, Chaos Warrior with a few slaves will not do this.

Then, the challenger spoke.

Ashu Rufate was still suspicious before, but now he is sure. This person is indeed an acquaintance. Yes, it is the number one Chaos God Selection Warrior under Nied, who was taught once by him, and the No. 2 figure in the tribe. The armor on him is precisely because of the new armor after he got the Godly Pet (as mentioned earlier, his body has become taller).

"Ashu Rufate, you are indeed here."

Ashu Rufate didn't understand what the other party meant for a while. He knew that Need was hostile to him, but why did it take such a night and deliberately pretend to be a wandering warrior in the wilderness? It would be understandable if a group of subordinates surged out at this time... However, there was indeed only Need here. This is obviously a bit illogical.

There must be problems with illogical things.

"It's you, Ned." Ashu Rufate looked around. Since the last time he was ambushed by Byron with a cannon, he has never underestimated other people's wisdom. "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to die!" Need waved his axe. "This is not a battle, outside Asovin's eyes... outside anyone's eyes. And the gods will see me kill you with their own eyes."

"Why do you kill me?" Ashu Rufate was a little puzzled. The last time the two sides had already fought each other, and there was no reason for Nied to have such great confidence.

"Haha, I admit that you Southerners are really capable. You are a master of bare hands fighting." Ned replied. "Yes, if it is bare hands fighting... I can't win you. But this time, I won't give you a chance to bare hands fighting!"

He threatened to wave his axe. "Are you ready to die?"

To his surprise, Ash Rufate was first stunned, then his expression slowly changed, from contempt to ridicule, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

"I really didn't expect there was such a stupid person in the world." Ash Rufate finally stopped and smiled. He sighed, throwing the sword in his hand aside.

Can anyone tell me why a novel website restricts the words "fire/gun", "bow/cross" and "robbery/robbery"? Is your brain watered?
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