When "anger" and "stupidity" go hand in hand, "regret" will follow one after another -- the king of soldiers: nameless

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"Quack......" The terrible roar of beasts came from the quiet woods, and a huge mass of behemoths scurried back and forth in the grass, swooping towards the seven-man hunter team.

"Attention! Beasts are coming! Probably a mountain spirit or some other beast! ”

The experienced old hunter judged from the momentum and speed that the other party was by no means a good type. The longbow was fully drawn in the shortest possible time, and those who did not have a longbow drew their hunting knives one after another, staring nervously at the swaying grass around them, which was more than a man tall.

The grass shook again, and a hunter raised his hunting knife and slashed at the black shadow that came out.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound like the resonance of gold and iron, the young hunter suddenly felt his arms tingle, as if the knife had slashed not at the creature's body, but at the stone.

"What's ......" Before the young hunter finished speaking, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to his chest, and there was a cracking sound in his ribs, and the whole person fell to the ground and slid out.

When the others saw the appearance of the comer, the experienced old hunter exclaimed, "Ogre! The faces of the other hunters suddenly turned ugly.

Ogres can hardly be considered Warcraft, they belong to a branch of demons to a certain extent, they are extremely powerful, brutal, but their IQ is pitiful, far inferior to the IQ of the half-orcs.

"Roar!" The ogre roared in the sky, waving his rusty mace and preparing to charge at a hunter.

"Hurry back! Someone else shoots him in the eye! The experienced old hunter took his bow and arrows and aimed them at the ogre's mouth, shouting, "Nameless? Haven't you come back yet? Stall! Wait for Nameless to come back! ”

When several hunters heard the old hunter shouting the nameless name, their panicked mood quickly stabilized, and they scattered around the ogre, taking advantage of the opponent's relatively slow movement speed to carry out attack tactics.

The bow and arrow shot at the ogre's body as if it were shooting at a stone, and it could not penetrate the ogre's body at all, which made everyone once again have a deeper understanding of the ogre's rough skin and thick flesh.

The intellectually low ogre was lured back and forth by several hunters, and there was no way to hurt any of the hunters, and the experienced old hunter said happily: "Good! Just stick to it! Keep harassing him, and you can kill him when Nameless returns! ”

The ogre was constantly harassed by several hunters, and his temper gradually became irritable, and he let out a roar in the face of the hunters' attack, and the rusty mace in his hand was suddenly thrown out as a javelin, and the huge mace quickly smashed into an unsuspecting hunter.

No hunter could have imagined that an intelligently inferior ogre would come to this point, and by the time it was too late for the hunter to dodge the mace, the hunter barely held the steel knife to his chest in a hurry.

In the face of the huge mace, the hunter's steel knife is like a mantis arm to block the car. The huge mace smashed the hunter into a mass of meat sauce in an instant.

Seeing the mace flying out of the appet, the ogre picked up a stone the size of a human head from the ground and threw it at the other hunter.

Faced with the stone that came in front of him in an instant, the hunter could not make any dodge posture, and could only close his eyes and wait for death in surprise.

"Bang!"

The hunter who was waiting for death heard the sound of the stone crashing, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him in surprise, who was not strong, and easily took the ogre's strength of a thousand catties, with a faint sad expression.

"Nameless! You're back! Several hunters who had survived the death were delighted and shouted to Nameless, who had intercepted the stone with his left hand, "This is the ogre!" You have to be careful! Vigorously he has ......"

Nameless nodded silently, and stood still in front of the ogre without any weapon in his hand, looking at the other party carefully.

The ogre was very annoyed by the fact that Nameless, who was only the height of an ordinary human, dared to stand in front of him, and had no fear at all. With only a simple head, he didn't notice that Nameless was taking the stone he threw with all his might, and there was no expression of pain on his face.

"Roar!" In the face of Nameless's indifference, the ogre let out a roar of rage, and a fist that smashed a rock slammed into Nameless's head.

Low waist, rushing in, out of the left fist, the nameless three movements in one breath, both concise and fast, the left hand that blocked the stone attack just now has been deeply inserted into the ogre's body that the hunter javelin can't pierce at this time, and red blood slowly flows out of the nameless left hand.

The ogre's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the nameless man who was much shorter than him underneath his body, an ordinary human who could penetrate his chest with one hand and pull out the "core" he used to sustain life.

The ogre raised his right hand with the last of his strength, grabbing at Nameless' left arm, which had just been pulled out of his body.

The sharp claws made a sound of gold and iron as they touched the nameless left arm, and the ogre looked at his claws in amazement as he could cut through the stone, but the claws that had cut through the skin of the human arm in front of him had already turned into pieces.

"Roar!" The ogre roared unwillingly to the sky and fell, and at his last glance before he died, he noticed a metallic glow shining from under the skin of the left arm of the man who had killed him.

Nameless raised his right hand and wiped the blood that the ogre sprayed on his face before he died, turned around expressionlessly and said, "Dead." ”

Several hunters swarmed up and untamed the ogre from the nameless wound. In the eyes of these hunters, ogres can be said to be treasures all over their bodies, hard bones can be made into bone spears that are not inferior to steel, and the weight is much lighter than iron spears of the same size, dark blue skin can be used to sew strong clothes, or to make strong shields, tendons are also the best material for bowstrings, and meat can be used to satisfy the stomach.

Nameless stood and watched the hunters go about their work, the wound on his left arm that had been scratched by the ogre squirmed and healed rapidly, as if it had been healed.

In the face of this strange arm, Nameless has become accustomed to it. After being rescued by the people here two years ago, Nameless discovered that his left arm was different, and that no matter how badly the flesh was injured, it could heal again in a very short period of time without leaving the slightest scar.

After many experiments, Nameless found that the left arm hidden under his skin was actually a metal arm, but what kind of metal this arm belonged to, he himself couldn't figure it out, the only thing he could know was that this metal was very hard, and at the same time, he could vaguely feel that the arm had other functions, but he didn't know how to use those abilities.

In addition to this, Nameless's other secret is his left eye. When he appears in front of the ogre, a strange string of numbers pops out of his left eye, with the word 60 marked with a subtitle that he subconsciously calls Arabic numerals.

And this number, when the ogre attacks, will instantly increase again, and finally reach the word 90.

As long as he wants to do such a thing, he can see the number that anyone reacts to in his eyes, and he can even see his own data in the mirror: 165, which is the number he does not use with his left arm, and the number with his left arm will be as high as 571.

The numbers that Nameless Guan saw were called combat effectiveness, but he also knew that this number of each person would increase a lot when attacking. These figures can only be used as a reference, and not all of them should be used as a basis.

"Nameless! What are you thinking? The old hunter Hu Changping came to the nameless side and patted him on the shoulder affectionately: "Even if you don't have all the memories of two years ago, it doesn't matter!" Uncle Qiao will definitely find you a beautiful wife from our village! ”

Nameless looked at the old hunter in front of him who had woken up from the iron coffin in the cave, shook his head and said, "Uncle, I was thinking that if I could come back earlier, he might not be able to ......" Nameless did not intend to tell anyone the true secret of his left arm and left eye.

Hu Changping also shook his head and patted the nameless back vigorously: "In our Orion business, we deal with danger every day, and death and injury are inevitable, it's nothing!" Take care of his family more in the future! ”

Nameless nodded and followed the Orion team towards the village, he didn't know why he didn't feel uncomfortable seeing the dead, as if he had seen many, many dead corpses.

Immersed in the memories, Nameless followed the group for several hours and finally returned to the village. In the face of Dali's death, Dali's family can only cry to express their grief for their deceased loved ones.

After sending off Dali's family, the people of the village began to line up at the hands of the hunters to receive the food they had obtained from the hunt, and any family could receive a fresh meat with or without the participation of their families.

Nameless just sat and watched, looking at the people in the village who could share almost everything except for their homes and families.

"Uncle Nameless! Uncle Nameless! Tell us about this adventure. A group of seven or eight-year-old children surrounded Nameless and shouted, "How did you kill such a powerful monster as an ogre?" When I grow up, I will go out hunting with my nameless uncle. ”

Nameless looked at the group of children in front of him and smiled, since he first came back from hunting with the team and was hyped up by Hu Changping, these children who have always surrounded Hu Changping have been around him since then.

"Go, go, listen to the story, wait a while. Nameless! It's yours! After dividing the meat, Hu Changping, the old hunter, blew up the children and put a large piece of ogre's meat in front of Nameless: "I wasn't injured this time, right?" ”

Nameless smiled lightly and shook his head, and pushed the piece of meat in front of him to Hu Changping: "Give a little more to the Dalijia, I can't eat so much alone." Give me an ogre tendon this time, I want to make a bow that you usually use, maybe it will be more convenient for hunting in the future. ”

"You want to make a bow? Do you want to use a weapon? Hu Changping looked at Nameless, who had been hunting with his bare hands for two years, and said: "This is a good thing, it can reduce a lot of dangers." ”

Nameless smiled and looked at Hu Changping, who was full of joy in front of him, and didn't tell the other party that he didn't want to use weapons before, but that the strength of those weapons was really poor, whenever he tried his best to pull the bow, those hard bows that seemed to be good, either the bow body was broken or the bowstring was broken.

To hunt with a bow of this quality, Nameless would rather pick up a pebble from the ground and hunt by throwing, but unfortunately the attack method of throwing pebbles will not have much gain in the face of strong monsters, such as throwing ogre stones will become useless.

Hu Changping didn't pay attention to the nameless smile, touched his chin with one hand and said to himself: "It's just that this ogre's tendon is also a rare thing, if you make a bow and arrow by yourself, it will inevitably be a waste of materials." Why don't you go to a dwarven village three hundred miles to the east and ask them to help you make a set of hunting tools that will suit you. They're all natural craftsmen! ”

"Three hundred miles? Dwarven villages? Nameless frowned and shook his head and said categorically: "Forget it, I still don't use weapons." ”

"Why?" After Hu Changping blurted out the question, he suddenly understood the nameless thoughts. In the past two years, the village has often been attacked by wild beasts at night, and to a certain extent, it is because of the existence of Nameless that the village can keep the village in a state of good health, although the village has not been attacked by wild beasts for half a year, but Nameless is still worried about the village.

"Don't worry, it's just more than 300 miles." Hu Changping patted his chest and said, "Isn't there still me in the village?" Besides, you have killed all the beasts around the village in the past two years, and there will be no such coincidental incident. ”

Several other hunters also came up and patted Nameless on the shoulder and said, "Go! We're still in the village! When you have your own weapons, it will be easier for us to hunt. By the way, it also helps us build a little hunting tool. "The ogre's bones were almost all in front of Nameless.

"Good! I'll be back soon! Nameless looked up at the sky and said, "Leave now, and I can come back tomorrow before nightfall." ”

Hu Changping and a few hunters secretly laughed at Nameless's laymanship in crafting weapons, no one told him that it often takes a lot of time for dwarves to make a set of satisfactory tools, just skillfully helping Nameless carry the backpack he used to go out.

More than 300 catties were wrapped in Nameless and easily grabbed it on his shoulder with his right hand, and the Orion in the village was accustomed to seeing Nameless's unusual strength.

Nameless is a little strange about his right arm, which looks like an ordinary person, but has the strength of seven or eight hundred catties, and the legs that can compete with the demon leopard, but compared to the most magical metal left arm on his body and the left eye that can detect the combat power of others, he doesn't pay much attention to it.

Hu Changping looked at Nameless, who left the village and quickly disappeared into their sight, and said to the other hunters beside him: "The strength of Nameless's body is getting bigger and bigger, I don't know how much stronger it is than the strength of the orc clan outside?" ”

Another young hunter nodded and said, "When he comes back again, we will accompany Nameless to hunt in the future, and perhaps the only use will be to help him carry his prey." ”

"Yes......" Hu Changping nodded, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and asked the hunter beside him: "You guys?" Did you just give Nameless the money you needed to forge your weapons? ”

Several Orions looked at each other in need, and although none of them spoke, Hu Changping knew the answer from the expressions on their faces—no one gave the gold coins they needed to Nameless.

The simple truth that you need to pay for things may be known to others, but the namelessness is one of the accidents. Since being rescued from an iron coffin filled with a strange liquid two years ago, or rather woken up, Nameless has never left the village except for hunting, and lives in complete isolation, naturally not knowing that money is needed to buy things.

Hu Changping looked up at the direction where Nameless was gone, sighed softly and said, "Forget it!" With the nameless foot power, we can't catch up even now. Fortunately, the dwarven village has a habit of bartering prey, and with nameless skills, it is a matter of delaying for a few more days. ”;