Hold the grass!

Bomb!

There's actually such a thing as a grenade!

I just mentioned it a little, and I didn't expect those gods to add in, I didn't expect the alchemy of this world to be so developed.

Martin took a closer look, and the black powder filled a metal sphere with a fuse the length and thickness of a thumb, plus something like a piston on the thread that could be pulled out.

What's even more important is that the piston is also engraved with the lingua franca in small letters with a fly's head: pull out the piston and explode in three seconds.

Awesome!

It also comes with a manual!

Where is the alchemist with such a customer experience?

I, Martin, will invite you to Lorraine to be the chief alchemist.

At this time, the three goblins riding a wolf who was about to foam at the mouth had already rushed to more than 100 meters in front of the bridge.

In fact, they also saw the two Martins.

Without any hesitation, they drove the wolf that was about to die of exhaustion and rushed towards Martin's side.

"Looks like we're going to fight. Mr. Grants. The knight raised her eyebrows.

"Then let's fight back. Miss Francis. Martin smiled.

It's so close, there's no time for an ambush.

In the face of orcs, he may be a little timid, but for goblins, Martin really has no fear.

The goblins, of course, were not stupid, and by the time they rushed to the bridge, they had already divided into three ways. The two more agile goblins leaped high at once, showing agility befitting their size.

A goblin swooped down the guardrail at the edge of the bridge like a ninja at high speed, targeting Francis. The other goblin seemed to be afraid of Martin's crossbow arrows, and he moved in an irregular snakeskin, quickly approaching Martin under the cover of various discarded siege items.

And the goblin who still rides the wolf warrior is also aiming for a female knight.

"Ho, I'm being underestimated!"

I have to say that those two thief goblins are really agile. Although it was not so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, Martin asked himself if he could not please the snakeskin guy who was moving closely.

If he was said before, he was really a bit empty, but now he is in hand, and I have it in the world!

With the help of [Intermediate Quick Aim], Martin didn't have much effort to aim at the Wolf Knight. Compared to the short and fast goblins, the Wolf Warrior, whose speed has barely changed, is the best target.

"Wow!" two bowstrings snapped.

The three goblins were startled at the same time.

Goblin Knight instinctively tugged on the reins, causing the wolf to dodge. It's a pity that with the help of skills and the shooting assistance system of the system elves, Martin even counts the dodge range of the wolf.

It was a sniper from forty meters away.

The first arrow missed, as a matter of course. But the second arrow perfectly hit the wolf who jumped high, not somewhere else, but the part of the chest that the wolf would not have exposed, and shot directly into the heart.

The wolf whimpered and flipped away, thrashing and struggling, but everyone knew it was not alive.

"Oh!?" the first time in the castle, the second time in the rushing car, both times Franise failed to see Martin's archery. This time, she really saw Martin's methods.

That kind of skillful burst of fire naturally reminded her of the marksmen in Rick's royal family.

"Thank you. ”

A goblin knight without a mount is scum. The nondescript set of thick iron armor on his body has become a burden. In fact, she had to deal with that ninja-like thief in a short period of time.

On the other side, the S-shaped goblin thief felt slighted and humiliated. The crossbowman on the other side ignored him and went to shoot the wolf.

Therefore, he took advantage of Martin's lack of time to wind again, and he didn't even want the S-shaped move, and rushed straight over.

"This is really ......" Seeing the goblin thief who was still twenty meters away, Martin was also drunk, and directly reached out to his waist with both hands, took out two treasures from his belt, broke the fuse, and silently counted "one, two......" in his heart and then threw it out.

Not everyone is knowledgeable.

Among the goblins with a worse degree of culture, except for a very few who can become shamans, 99.99% of the goblins are turtles.

That thief had no idea what an alchemy bomb was.

He was stunned for a moment as he watched two black things fly towards him left and right. That flight trajectory will not hit him at all.

Not to mention that he won't hit it, even if he is five times larger, he won't be able to hit it!

Was it that human being scared to the extreme, and then he lost it?

What was that weird smile on his face?

Without the goblin reacting at all, Martin had already ducked behind the tower shield erected on the other side, directly covering his head with his hands, and squatting with his head in a posture.

"Poof—"

Dazzling firelight, small noise, terrible lethality.

Martin had a few grass and mud horses galloping past him.

The power of this alchemy grenade is too small.

Hearing the explosion, which was not much louder than a fart, Martin was stunned on the spot. Sticking out his head, he could only see the small and pitiful explosion range of the bomb, which was about a meter in diameter.

That power will definitely not kill a real orc, and it will only provoke the other party's berserk state in a minute.

However, these small black fragments that were blown up were not enough to blow up orcs, but more than enough to blow up goblins with small arms and legs.

"Wow, a

Well, if this alchemy bomb was also some kind of torture, the only thing Martin could think of was Ling Chi's execution.

Glancing over there, Francis was ping-pong with the ninja-like goblin thief, and the hapless goblin knight was pressed by the angry wolf and hadn't even crawled out.

In a very relaxed gesture, Martin walked over softly and pulled out the [Quick Slash Blade], ready to deliver the final blow to the opponent.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

It looked like three goblins had rushed over, but at this moment, a fourth goblin suddenly pounced out of the hole in the bridge railing on Martin's right.

The first thing that caught my eye was a green poisonous blade, a fierce blade aimed at Martin's right ribs.

"Be careful!" was France's exclamation.

Under normal circumstances, with Martin's reaction, he would definitely be too dead to die.

At this time, [100% empty-handed white blade] was triggered!

Francis, who was originally clenched in her heart, saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life - Martin, who had been caught off guard, turned around with an unhurried and master-style movement, and then stretched out two fingers and gently pinched the only place on the opponent's poisonous blade that was not poisoned.

In the next moment, he casually threw away the opponent's poisonous blade, and in the end, a fierce sword light lit up......