As Lu Li numbly continued to Pick Pocket the Trolls, he would manage to steal their clothes or their weapons from time to time. He would then have to quickly kill those trolls.
Suddenly, a Frostbolt exploded on his chest, dealing over 100 damage. At first, he didn’t react at all; it was difficult to remain vigilant in this rain while doing this really monotonous task.
It was only when the second Frostbolt hit him that he reacted.
Was there someone attacking him?
Who could it be? Unforgettable Maple, Lucky Southern Persian, Wild, Sorrowless…
It couldn’t be any of those guys; his attacker only dealt 100 damage to him. His HP pool of 2800 was only being reduced by a little bit.
Lu Li turned around to find a Mage behind a tree, whose body was half exposed, charging another Frostbolt. Lu Li wondered who this person was and how they were brave enough to attack him.
The Mage hadn’t stopped. After firing the second Frostbolt, they were already channeling the third one.
