A 'whoosh' slash pierced the air, and the crossbow arrow turned into a black shadow and struck quickly towards the half-elf.

Loki rolled over and quickly dismounted, but did not dodge, but only drew the sword and shield's sidearm.

Because this crossbow arrow is ridiculously off......

In the spatial vision, in the form of image annotation, it shows a clear 'crossbow arrow bullet road line', from the back of the goblin, roughly in this direction, but not even the side of the huge body horse beast can not be touched at all.

A green-skinned figure with an ugly and strong appearance, dressed in tight and shiny leather armor, suddenly burst out of the dense woods.

The monster of this kind of person, while holding aloft the broadsword weapon, roared in the direction of the half-elf in the language of a goblin.

The big goblin is said to be the cousin of the goblin, but this kind of human race is much more burly and strong than the cowardly and short goblin, not only full of aggression and combativeness, but also the individual strength is comparable to that of ordinary orcs.

Loki frowned, quickly judging the appearance of such a human monster.

Although he had never encountered it, it was not uncommon for goblins to be found in dense forests, and adventurers knew about it, and when the tavern bragmed, some of the stronger adventuring groups showed off their team's strength by killing goblins.

The goblin wore a tight leather helmet, presumably captured from some hapless adventurer, and behind it, the bushes also swayed in a 'sand, sand', and a large number of ordinary goblins emerged.

"Boom~Boom" Spade was slightly frightened, shaking his head and trying to pull the reins, but he was tightly grabbed by the half-elf and couldn't break free.

"It's really troublesome, these big and small greenskins ......"

Loki drew a spear and slammed his elbow to the ground, pinning the reins to it, stopping the horse beast from retreating.

There was no need for a group of goblins to approach, the half-elf held a sword and shield, and took the lead in rushing towards the big goblins led by him.

The goblins screamed wildly, probably because of the strength of the half-elves, and the ordinary goblins behind them looked extremely brave, and directly surrounded him.

'Qiang~' There was a metal crash, this crossbow arrow came from the hands of three goblins, who reasonably controlled a strong crossbow, but the half-elf blocked the shot.

'Bang' a muffled flesh impact, and a skillful shield strike action smashed a goblin head directly into the upper body cavity.

The foul-smelling blood splattered, and the round shield in the left hand of the half-elf was not only a defense, but also a deadly weapon.

Horizontal slashing, thrusting, the one-handed sword in the right hand turned into a metallic light and shadow, and the skillful swordsmanship mastered the movements, which became a killing nightmare for goblins.

'Dong' The goblin angrily kicked away one of his goblins and approached the half-elf, and his broadsword was raised high with one hand, like a sledgehammer.

A loud, piercing sound of metal slammed through the chaotic goblin community, and some of the timid greenskins couldn't help but widen their eyes and make way for a space.

The left arm holding the shield, the slight pressure trembled the sour numbness, this big goblin is very different from the ordinary green skin, it is worthy of being a race comparable to ordinary orcs, and its strength is much stronger than him.

It's just that this little power alone can't pose any threat to him, and Loki is also deliberately tempting, wanting to collect data on this kind of humanoid creature that has never been seen.

'Qiang, Qiang...... The goblin raised his two-handed broadsword with a little chip, and smashed it at the daring adventurer several times, but it was blocked by the metal shield.

The weapon movements of the big goblin are relatively rough, and the half-elves with skilled shield experience, their shoulders and entire body are also supporting the unloading force together.

Goblin, Strength: 1.78, Dexterity: 1.05, Constitution: 1.75

After collecting complete data, this kind of battle against a single goblin is really not enough pressure, which also reflects from the side that the strength of the half-elf has been steadily improving.

With another slam blow, the two-handed broadsword in the goblin's hand could no longer be supported, and it broke directly from several collapses.

Holding the bare hilt of the sword, the goblin was slightly stunned.

The round shield opened a little angle, and a black shadow with a metallic luster next to it was the black iron one-handed sword in Loki's hand.

With his rapid 'mercenary heel' footsteps, he gathered his body strength slightly, and the tip of the blade stabbed towards the goblin helmet.

'Poof' a soft sound piercing into the flesh, the goblin didn't have time to make any movement, his eyes straightened, and then he fell into a darkness of consciousness.

The one-handed sword, smelted by Loki's own hands last time, was mixed with the dagger weapon captured by the Shadow Thief, and was an alloy with good piercing and cutting ability. At present, the material of the blade has been substantially improved, and ordinary animal skin armor usually cannot block the attack of weapons.

The blade of the sword turned slightly, and then the hilt of the sword was pulled out violently, and the brain cavity of the goblin turned into a pulp, even if it was a giant snake resurrection cultist, he must not be able to die again.

Loki didn't stop, quickly swinging his one-handed sword in his right hand, and the shield in his left hand went on a rampage, quickly killing this group of goblins and running in all directions screaming.

From a few filthy goblin corpses, pick up the 'Steel Crossbow', which is the adventurer's normal model, and there are quite a few crude and polished crossbow arrows.

'Buzz~Buzz' The sound of crossbow strings trembling non-stop, and in a short time, the half-elf almost fired all the crossbow arrows cleanly.

Except for one or two goblins who were lucky enough to escape ahead of time and survived, the rest were all foul-smelling corpses, which were also common tree nourishment in dense forests.

A little cleaning of the battlefield, there are sporadic weapons and equipment captured by goblins from adventurers, such as goblins leather armor and helmets, as well as ordinary weapons such as this steel crossbow.

I don't know which unlucky adventurer it is, it may be from Senjin Town, and even the memory storage of the half-elf may have an impression.

It's just that it has become a dead soul, and it is unknown who it is.

This is the life of an adventurer, without the riches and honors of the bard, without the thrills of grandeur. An ordinary encounter with a goblin may disappear silently, becoming the goblin's feces and the fertilizer of the earth.

"Boom~Boom" is no longer threatened by this group of goblins, and the horse beast is lively again.

Pulling out the spear stuck in the dirt, Spade ran over actively, kicked the goblin corpse with his front leg, and then snorted a few times in disdain.

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The world is not safe, and the dangers in the wilderness are especially unpredictable, and the average inhabitant, with the exception of merchants and missionaries, will hardly leave the town where they came from for the rest of their lives.

Between Senjin Town and Fog Castle City, after dozens or hundreds of years, there is only one 'adventurer's trail' business road.

Loki rode all the way through spades, and when the horse beast was tired, he carried some more weapons and equipment on his back, and trotted with the reins.

Sweat soaked the hooded robe slightly, but behind the cold metal mask, his breathing was not rapid or slow, and he kept an even frequency.

Basic Endurance Mastery (Improved) 72.5% → 76.9%

With spatial vision, it has been corrected, and the movements of the body are reversed, and the movement of the body is improved faster than the martial arts.

Along the way, encounter sporadic caravans, as well as escorts or adventurers on field missions.

However, the half-elf who behaved strangely, wore a mask that made people a little frightened, and the dried blood stains on the leather armor of the weapon, ordinary people would not rush to greet him.

It was still noon, and the sun should have been shining, but a mist that would not disperse was shrouded in front of this forest road.

This is near the end of the 'Adventurer's Trail' road, the wide Cooper River, which is often covered in thick fog.

On both sides of the river, there have always been ferries organized by the Fog Tower Camp, and as long as you pay some honorarium, you can transport anything over.

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