[One-Handed Weapon +2, current proficiency: 82/100]
[Running +2, current proficiency: 57/75]
Durin stepped on the black-skinned brute's chest, raised the blood-stained bludgeon in his hand, and was about to smash it down onto the man's head.
Whoosh!
Another whooshing sound echoed.
Durin's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to see a fiery, apple-sized orb shooting out from the shadows of the trees.
Bang!
With a crisp explosion, the fiery orb burst open like fireworks, scattering intense sparks of flame in all directions.
Durin had no time to dodge. The flames, moving at high speed, violently struck Durin's chest, instantly igniting his Mage Apprentice Robe and blazing fiercely on his chest.
Is this the "Fire Splash" trick?
Are there Mage Apprentices among the enemies?
Durin staggered, feeling a great sense of danger. Remembering that Toad Witch Doctor had once told him his recovery ability far surpassed ordinary people, he hardened his heart, disregarded the flames burning on him, and directly raised the spiked mace in his hand, smashing it towards the head of the dark-skinned strong man at his feet!
First, eliminate one!
Bang!
"Ah ah ah—"
Accompanied by a piercing scream, the dark-skinned strong man's head was smashed bloody by Durin's spiked mace. Foul-smelling blood and brain tissue splattered everywhere, some even splashing onto Durin's face.
[One-Handed Weapon + 2, Current Proficiency: 84 / 100]
[Running + 2, Current Proficiency: 59 / 75]
Wisps of flame burned Durin's Mage Apprentice clothes and the surface of his skin, and curls of black smoke rose from him.
But Durin didn't feel these flames were very terrifying, nor did he feel severely scalded. This made Durin realize again that his body, having been modified by the Darkin, might have been strengthened with resistance to ordinary flames.
Instead, Durin's crazy action startled the other two enemies. The new enemy who cast Fire Splash even stopped his movements and shouted at Durin, "Hey! Durin! Calm down! We want to talk to you!"
Durin looked in the direction of the voice. From the shadows emerged a thin man in a worn suit, about forty years old, who was none other than Petyr, who had offered 6 silver lun coins at the tavern earlier to hire him to teach someone a lesson.
"Talk about what?" Durin threw the tattered shield from his left hand to the ground, sneered as he patted out the flames burning on his body, and said coldly, "Also, are you guys sent by Silco?"
"Hmm?"
Petyr frowned, seemingly surprised by Durin's words, but then he exchanged glances with Daisy, the woman holding a dagger, and nodded, "That's right, we were sent by Lord Silco. He wants to meet you and asked us to bring you back. So, Mr. Durin, you'd better come back to Zaun with us!"
As soon as these words came out, Durin's eyes instantly turned stern.
Sure enough, these three were sent by Silco! He hadn't been in Piltover for many days, so how could he have provoked mortal enemies? It could only be Singed in Zaun who had formed a grudge with Durin. To be precise, the other party wanted Durin, a Darkin scion, to introduce the Darkin himself.
However, Durin had no so-called Darkin master. Once Singed knew this, he would be very excited and want to thoroughly study how Durin retained Darkin power within his body and escaped the Darkin's control.
Therefore, Durin could only choose to stay away from Singed, even if it was only temporarily.
"What if I say no?!"
Durin involuntarily tightened his grip on the blood-stained spiked mace in his hand. Sticky blood dripped from the iron ball covered with spikes, and he retorted with a slightly oppressive tone.
Petyr adjusted his collar, patted the dust off his body, and said with confidence in his voice, "Then I'm sorry, but the two of us will have to continue using force! We'll forcibly take you back to Zaun!"
"Heh, it seems Silco and Singed didn't tell you two about my true identity, did they?" Durin scoffed, a mocking expression on his face, and retorted.
"Your identity? Aren't you just a Mage Apprentice?"
This counter-question instantly left Petyr and Daisy bewildered. They looked at each other suspiciously, then shifted their gaze back to Durin and slowly spoke.
Upon seeing their reaction, Durin instantly understood. Silco hadn't told these two about his identity as a Darkin scion, only stating that he was a Mage Apprentice, nothing more.
No wonder these three tried to ambush him in close combat. Did they think he was as helpless as other Mage Apprentices?
"Alright then. You want to take me, but I can't go with you. I don't think we have anything more to say…" Durin shrugged, patted out the last wisp of flame on the chest of his Mage Apprentice Robe, and said regretfully, "Let's fight. Let us… engage in close combat and slaughter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Durin's body suddenly accelerated, carrying a whistling roar, and he swung the blood-stained spiked mace in his hand, charging towards Petyr!
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