Chapter 8: Trick

For low-level adventurers like the Scum squad, many times, just looking at their appearance is enough to judge the strength of a person.

In most cases, a man who looks thin and weak will not have high actual combat power.

Similarly, if your opponent is a Barbarian whose muscles are as hard and burly as rocks, then obviously the other party also possesses at least combat power corresponding to their physique.

The height of an adult Bugbear is about seven feet, which is about two meters two.

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

Compared with it, although Gagu possesses thin Orc blood, his height and body shape are only slightly beyond ordinary adult humans.

Even if he stimulates the blood in his body and enters a combat state, the whole person barely reaches the position of the Bugbear's shoulder.

The two stand together, almost the gap between an adult and a child.

And the actual combat ability is even more unbearable.

Before, all of Xia Nan's attention was focused on the battle with the Goblins, and he had no time to attend to the surroundings.

Therefore, he didn't know what happened on the other side of the battlefield in these twenty-plus seconds.

He only saw the scene that appeared before his eyes.

Compared to when he encountered a raid last night, Gagu's body was very clean, stained with some mud, and almost no bloodstains could be seen.

He was also very quiet.

No Orc slang with unknown meanings, and no deafening roars of rage.

Of course, this was not because the half-breed Orc suddenly learned human etiquette.

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

Broken pale bone fragments pierced through the skin, protruding from his abdominal cavity.

In the center of his chest was a deep hole sunken inward.

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

Like a broken toy, Gagu was held by the Bugbear by one ankle and lifted upside down.

The pitch-black morning star hammer covered with iron spikes was ready to go in the cold air on the side.

At this moment, I don't know why, Xia Nan, who saw such a picture, suddenly associated it with the night watchman who knocked the gong in the middle of the night in ancient times.

The next second, the morning star hammer disappeared from its original place, and the gong sounded.

Chirp-bang—

Accompanied by the whistling sound of hard objects traveling through the air, it was a strange sound like an egg breaking, with hard shells and viscous liquids intertwined.

The half-breed Orc's body swayed like a pendulum.

There was a pool of viscous liquid mixed with red and white on the hammer surface, and Gagu also lost the ability to make a sound from a physical sense.

"Pat."

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

"Die, die, die, die, die!"

Just the next moment after Xia Nan witnessed the half-breed Orc being completely crushed by the Bugbear, a hoarse roar vaguely carrying some expectation sounded in his ear.

Although Gagu died miserably, he finally completed his task of "buying time."

The bowstring was tight, and the bow back was bent to the point of almost breaking.

An iron arrow with a metallic luster was tightly clamped between Maji's fingers, and the vaguely purple arrowhead pointed directly at the Bugbear's head.

【Precision Strike】

One of the prerequisites for becoming a "Ranger."

It was also the only attack-type combat technique that Maji had mastered in his decades of adventuring career.

In higher-level battles, the effect of this move is mainly to accurately locate the enemy's vital points.

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

Even when facing the Bugbear, known as the "Newbie Killer," he held full expectations.

If this arrow could directly pass through the eye socket and shoot into the skull, it could directly kill the Bugbear;

If it hit the skull, the force attached to the arrow body would be enough to make the Bugbear fall into a dying, severely injured state, and he would have the ability to complete the harvest;

Even in the worst case, if he missed the shot, the characteristics of the 【Precision Strike】 combat technique could guarantee leaving a wound on the opponent's body.

At this time, as Maji's trump card, the metal arrowhead he spent a lot of gold coins to specially make could exert its effect.

The horned snake venom smeared on the surface of the arrowhead could quickly paralyze the Bugbear's body in a short time, causing its speed to drop significantly and slowing down its reaction ability.

At that time, whether it was pursuing the victory or turning around to escape, the choice would come to his side.

Complex thoughts flashed through his brain.

Maji held his breath, aimed at the enemy's vital point, and released his clamped fingers lightly.

Whoosh—

The sound of air breaking came from in front of him, and the impact brought by the bowstring's rebound made his arm numb from his fingertips to his forearm.

The moment the arrow was shot, decades of experience in the jungle told him in his heart:

"This arrow, stable."

Under extreme high pressure, the hunter exerted his best state, and almost every movement was done to the most standard.

A few strands of white hair at his temples fluttered gently with the breeze brought by the arrow.

Maji was incomparably confident, as if he could already hear the stagnant sound of the arrowhead piercing the eye socket and entering the skull, and hear the Bugbear's painful scream that stopped abruptly.

But immediately after, the appearance of a brownish-red color shattered all his fantasies like waking from a dream.

As if sensing the fatal blow the Bugbear was about to face, a translucent barrier emitting red light appeared out of thin air in the air in front of it.

It was neither light nor gas in its material, and it seemed to be some kind of wandering energy temporarily condensed, forming an unstable brownish-red force field.

That iron arrow carrying the hunter's whole body strength, just touched it slightly, and was deflected under the wrapping of the brownish-red energy.

The force did not decrease, but the target pointed by the arrowhead turned from the Bugbear's head to the wall behind it.

"Whoosh-bang!"

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

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

And facing Hunter Maji, who had revealed his last trump card, the Bugbear said his first sentence since he appeared in everyone's sight.

"Your little tricks, magic."

The rough voice like gravel echoed in the cave, and the half-baked Common language made it impossible to understand what it wanted to express.

But at this moment, what the Bugbear said was no longer important.

Because the next second, its hideous shadow filled with the breath of death had already arrived in front of Maji, shrouding him.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 9 =====