Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 8 Trick
For low-level adventurers like the Rotten Fish Team, oftentimes, just looking at their appearance is enough to judge a person's strength.

A man who looks thin and weak, in most cases, his actual fighting power will not be that high.

Likewise, if your opponent is a brute with muscles as hard as rock, then it is obvious that he has at least some strength commensurate with his physique.

An adult bugbear is about seven feet tall, or about two meters and two centimeters.

Coupled with its burly body filled with strong muscles and thick fat like a brown bear, it looks like a small mountain of meat from a distance.

In comparison, although Gagu has a thin orc bloodline, his height and body shape are only slightly larger than that of an ordinary adult human.

Even if he stimulated the blood in his body and entered combat mode, he could only reach the bear goblin's shoulders.

When the two stand together, the gap is almost that between an adult and a child.

And their actual combat capability is even worse.

Before, Xia Nan’s entire attention was focused on the battle with the goblins, and he had no time to pay attention to his surroundings.

Therefore, he had no idea what happened on the other side of the battlefield during these twenty seconds.

He only saw the scene that appeared before his eyes.

Compared to the surprise attack last night, Gagu's body was very clean, with only some mud and dust on it, and almost no bloodstains.

He is also very quiet.

There was no meaningless orc slang, nor deafening roars of rage.

Of course, this is not to say that the orcs suddenly learned human etiquette.

It was because at this moment, he had lost the ability to speak.

Broken pale bone stumps pierced through the flesh and protruded from his abdominal cavity.

In the center of the chest, there is a large hole that is deeply sunken inward.

His eyes rolled back and his mouth opened unconsciously, with white foam mixed with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Like a broken toy, Gagu was lifted upside down by the bear goblin, holding one of his ankles.

The black mace covered with iron spikes stood ready to strike in the cold air.

At this moment, for some reason, Xia Nan, seeing this scene, suddenly thought of the night watchmen who beat the gong late at night in ancient times.

The next second, the mace disappeared from where it was, and gongs and drums began to beat.

Sizzle, bang—

Along with the whistling sound of a hard object flying through the air, there was a strange sound like an egg breaking, with the hard shell and sticky liquid intertwined.

The orc's body swayed like a pendulum.

A pool of red and white mucus appeared on the hammer surface, and the bone also lost the ability to make sounds in a physical sense.

"Clap."

The headless corpse was thrown casually on the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain, gradually forming a pool of blood under the body.

“Die for me, ahhhhhh!”

Just as Xia Nan witnessed the orcs being completely crushed by the bear goblins, a hoarse roar with a hint of expectation sounded in his ears.

Although Gagu died tragically, he ultimately completed his mission of "delaying time."

The bowstring was taut and the bow was bent so much that it almost broke.

An iron arrow with a metallic luster was held tightly between Maggie's fingers, and the faintly purple arrow head was pointing directly at the bear goblin's head.

[Precision Strike] One of the prerequisites for the Ranger to take up his post.

It is also the only offensive combat skill that Maji has mastered in his decades of adventurer career.

In higher-level combat, the effect of this move is naturally mainly the precise positioning of the attack position.

But for low-level adventurers like Maji at the moment, the "weak" power bonus it provides, which is for high-level professionals, is enough to deal with most situations.

Even when facing the bear goblin known as the "newcomer killer", he still had high hopes.

If this arrow could pass directly through the eye socket and enter the skull, it would kill the bugbear immediately;

If it hits the head, the force of the arrow would be enough to put the bugbear into a dying and seriously injured state, and he would be fully capable of completing the harvest;
Even in the worst case scenario, if he missed the arrow, the characteristics of the [Precision Strike] combat skill could ensure that a wound would be left on the opponent.

At this time, as Maji's trump card, the metal arrowhead that he spent a lot of gold coins to specially make can play its role.

The horned snake venom on the surface of the arrow can quickly paralyze the body of the bear goblin in a short period of time, causing its speed to be greatly reduced and its reaction ability to be slowed down.

At that time, the choice will be yours, whether to pursue the victory or turn around and escape.

Complex thoughts flashed through my mind.

Maggie held his breath, aimed at the enemy's vital points, and gently loosened his clenched fingers.

call out--

The sound of the air breaking came from in front of him, and the impact of the bowstring rebounding made him feel numb from his fingertips to his forearms.

At the moment the arrow was shot out, decades of experience in the jungle told him:

"This arrow is stable."

Under extremely high pressure, the hunter performed at his best, and almost every action was performed to the highest standard.

A few strands of white hair at the temples swayed gently in the breeze brought by the arrow.

Maggie was extremely confident, as if he could already hear the dull sound of the arrow piercing through the eye socket and deep into the skull, and the bear goblin's abrupt scream of pain.

But then, a hint of brown appeared, shattering all his fantasies like awakening from a dream.

As if sensing the fatal blow that the bear goblin was about to face, a translucent shield with a red glow appeared out of nowhere in the air in front of it.

Its material is neither light nor gas. It seems that some kind of free energy has been temporarily condensed to form an unstable brown-red force field.

The iron arrow, which was wrapped with all the hunter's strength, only made a slight contact and was deflected by the brown-red energy.

The force remained unchanged, but the target of the arrow shifted from the bear goblin's head to the wall behind it.

“Swoosh!”

The metal arrow easily penetrated the mud and stone wall inside the cave, leaving only the violent vibration of the tail feathers and the hunter's pale and desperate face.

"How... How is this possible?!" Maggie's bloodless lips moved, his body trembling with fear, "My arrow..."

Facing the hunter Maggie who had revealed his last trump card, the bear goblin spoke the first words since he appeared in everyone's sight.

"Your little tricks, spells."

A voice as rough as gravel echoed quietly in the dungeon, and the half-baked common language made it impossible to understand what it wanted to express.

But at this moment, it didn't matter what the bugbear said.

Because in the next second, its hideous shadow filled with the breath of death had arrived in front of Maggie and enveloped him.

(End of this chapter)