Chapter 380: It Really Is a Craft

"Screech!!!"

The shrill and sharp wail echoed between the stone walls, and the cave, with its dim light, was filled with the smell of death.

When true fear and violence descended, these green-skinned beasts, which were always controlled by slaughter and desire, did not perform any better than the livestock they kept.

Just like cockroaches under a trash can, or rats in the sewer illuminated by lights.

There was no order at all; they collided, rubbed against each other, and fled in chaos in the nest.

And even so, none of them dared to approach the only exit on the side that led to the ground.

A sturdy headless torso, with blood spurting from the broken neck, acted like an invisible wall cast of flesh and blood, isolating these green-skinned goblins.

This was the result of attempting to resist.

Just as the hunter John had speculated, this goblin tribe, which built a nest near the village and had a group size of more than fifty, had an elite subspecies with strength far exceeding the others.

—A bugbear with a challenge rating as high as "1"!

This had already exceeded the range that an ordinary adventurer squad could handle.

Therefore, John, who had carefully searched at the cave entrance and further discovered the traces of the bugbear, suggested to Xia Nan with some worry whether they should retreat temporarily, call more people from the village to help, or consider other plans to avoid a head-on confrontation with this bugbear.

Regarding this, the suggestion Xia Nan gave was to let the two wait outside the cave.

Half an hour later, if he hadn't come up yet, they should go back to the village directly, no need to wait for him.

The reason why he specifically gave this "thirty-minute" time limit.

Of course, it was not because Xia Nan really needed to spend such a long time fighting the goblins.

He was just worried that he would be too absorbed in the enjoyment later and accidentally forget the time, making the two people outside the cave wait in vain, so he explained it in advance.

And facing the intrusion of this strange human, the performance was exactly the same as those goblin nests that had already been wiped out by Xia Nan, which had a triple-digit number of goblins.

These goblins were excited and crazy, "screeching" and pushing forward, their fanatical and eager posture as if they would have less meat to eat if they were just a little slower.

Immediately, when Xia Nan, in front of many goblins, twisted off the head of their leader, the bugbear who was sturdy and rushing at the front, with both hands in a familiar way,

the field became the current situation.

The goblins who were originally rushing at the front of the team stopped their steps in panic, turned and fled toward the back, and the screaming that was originally full of excitement and fanaticism in the air also turned into wails of fear and helplessness.

The situation was too chaotic.

Xia Nan even saw a few green-skinned goblins with slightly thin bodies fall to the ground because they were pushed by their companions.

They couldn't climb back up in time and were trampled into meat paste by the dirty toes that fell one after another.

Fear, set off by the gradually spreading smell of blood in the air, seemed to condense into substance.

Just like the pleasant background music in a high-end restaurant, feeling the terrified screams of the goblins echoing in his ears, Xia Nan's interest climbed quietly.

Hum—

The twilight-like grey-black straight sword drew a cold arc in the cold air, and the bone-white leg armor crossed back and forth, stepping forward.

"Slaughter time..."

The number of combatants on both sides, in most cases, can often determine the outcome of a battle.

Quantitative change leading to qualitative change is established.

But clearly, facing Xia Nan today, the fifty-plus goblins in this underground nest were not enough to reach the limit of so-called "quantitative change."

To some extent, even if another zero was added to the number, the result would be the same.

8-point constitution, 9-point strength, 11-point agility, plus 12-point perception.

Xia Nan didn't know what level his physical fitness at the moment belonged to among professionals.

But there was no doubt that it had already far exceeded the average level he should have had for his lv3 professional level.

He actually had some speculation privately.

A transcendent powerhouse whose professional level reached lv11, even if every combat technique is of the lowest quality, the kind that only provides attribute bonuses when full-level "Mastered."

From an ordinary person to lv11, that is equivalent to 11 physical fitness enhancements.

Referring to the panel attributes where each item was "5" when he first arrived in this world.

Does it mean that when a single attribute reaches "15" points, it reaches the boundary between "mortal" and "transcendent"?

And if Xia Nan's speculation is true, does so-called 【Legendary】... also represent a certain attribute breaking through to 25 points?

Perhaps because his own authority was not enough, he did not find relevant information in the Adventurer Association, and the time he spent with the barbarian Fugang was too short, and he hadn't even obtained a professional level, so naturally, he couldn't think so far and mention relevant questions.

"Perhaps after arriving at Shoal Islands, I can inquire about advanced information regarding professionals there, maybe I can gain something."

But regardless, no matter what level Xia Nan's physical fitness was at the moment.

For these green-skinned goblins before him whose arm bones were thinner and more fragile than withered branches, it had already shown an overwhelming trend without any accidents.

The 【Cinder Meteor】 straight sword swung lightly, and wherever the blade reached, it set off bursts of blood rain and broken limbs like a lawnmower.

Later, because the sword body was stained with too much blood, to avoid looking too sloppy, Xia Nan was even too lazy to swing the sword again, simply picking up the rusty wooden stick left by the goblins, or simply using his own hands to bestow death upon them.

"Screech!"

The ugly big mouth emitting a foul smell sprayed sticky saliva, and the hunched, thin body was like a green-skinned rat running in panic, wanting to escape the danger behind it.

But for some reason, at this moment, its back seemed to be embedded with a magnet, and under the action of the invisible attraction from behind, its speed became slower and slower.

In the end, it even had to gather all its strength just to take one step forward.

Covered in sores, muscles tense and trembling, expanding as if to burst the thin skin above like paper, and the body emitted unbearable bone creaks, as if it would completely fall apart in the next second.

Compared to those companions whose bodies were incomplete and could only lie on the ground and let their vitality gradually flow away, wailing.

This goblin died quite quickly.

A fist stained with blood landed on the goblin's back heart with a posture that didn't use much strength.

Extra control of the force.

Under normal circumstances, this punch would at most shatter the internal organs and bones in the other party's chest cavity, smashing a deep dent on the surface of the body.

Having personally experienced countless goblins, Xia Nan knew the body structure of these thin magic beasts like the back of his hand, so naturally, there was no possibility of missing.

But compared to usual, at this moment, there seemed to be a kind of invisible energy attached to the surface of his fist, making the surrounding air faintly distort.

This also made this punch, which was not powerful at all, instantly shatter the flesh and bones like tofu when it touched the goblin's skin surface, and the fist bone directly pierced through the other end of the goblin's chest.

The passing organs were stirred into a paste.

—【Heavy Tide】: Guide gravity to make your next strike carry a "heavy" momentum, melee attack damage increased by 25%—100%; ===== CHAPTER 381 =====