Loki hadn't seen the Gnoll, the murderous humanoid, he had heard a lot of people talk about it.

Duncan the Minotaur also mentions his hated gnolls, who like to attack in groups, and who eat their own people and other humanoids.

Gnolls are a bit tough, and adventurers don't like to fight with these guys, and if they can avoid encounters, they won't clash with each other.

The Adventure Guild has issued missions to hunt or investigate the colony of jackals, but the rewards are relatively meager. It would be better to spend some time clearing the goblins, which are less dangerous.

It's like a wandering gnoll, but it can't be ruled out that there is a colony of jackals nearby, and the half-elf didn't shoot rashly.

Loki sneaks up on the gnolls to see what quests are cheap to pick up, and this humanoid creature usually lives off pillage.

At this moment, there was a sound of fighting and killing in the distance, and the gnaw-toothed gnolls sniffed their noses and immediately ran in that direction.

On a path leading to Senjin Town, there turned out to be more than a dozen gnolls bandits. A caravan is being attacked by them, and the gnolls just now turned out to be in a group.

The adventurers hired by the caravan were resisting in an orderly manner, and they looked very experienced, and there were no casualties.

Loki spotted several familiar figures, members of the Iron Shield Adventure Band.

The red-haired sword-wielder stands out as the adventurer Achill, who is besieging a gnoll with two members of the team.

The gnoll was no less strong than the orc, with red eyes and a roar as he waved the heavy mallet in his hand.

Unless it is a professional with a strength advantage, it is difficult for a lone adventurer to compete head-on with this gnolloh.

At this moment, another gnoll ran out of the bushes, its fangs dripping with dark red blood, and suddenly roared and rushed into the caravan.

After knocking off one of the shield-wielding adventurers, he roared and stretched out his claws to attack the back of several of the other adventurers in Iron Shield.

Adventurers usually wear half-body leather armor, which does not have outstanding defense, and has the advantage of not affecting the action. But this kind of armor has poor defense against blunt weapons, and the power of a two-meter-tall gnoll must not be much worse than a blunt weapon blow.

The three adventurers were flanked by two strong gnolls in front and behind, and the dwarf stump rushed over with a two-handed axe to help, but he was helpless to move fast, and he couldn't share the danger for a while.

Achill is helpless, he desperately wants to kill a jackal if he is injured, otherwise both of his companions will be in danger.

The two-handed sword looked at the neck of the gnoll behind him, and its claws slammed into his chest, but Achill had no time to dodge.

The claws struck him in the chest, but he didn't feel any pain, and when he turned his head to see that the gnoll man had fallen to the ground.

He suddenly realized that the sneak attack on the gnoll was not killed by himself, but only to see two crossbow arrows stuck in the back of the gnoll's corpse, which was the reason for its death.

The arrow at the front of the arrow shot into the whole of the skull, as if it had grown there, and you could see how powerful the crossbow was.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in front of him, and the gnoll man wielding a mallet in front of him was shot by a crossbow arrow in his eye socket, and he roared madly in pain.

Immediately afterward, another crossbow arrow was shot from the bushes, piercing directly through the sharp teeth of the strongest gnoll, and the arrow was critically hit, causing the gnoll to die after two struggles.

Someone is helping us! Several Iron Shield adventurers reacted immediately, and understood that such a powerful crossbow archer must not be a companion of their own adventure group.

'Whoosh, whoosh' a few sounds that pierced the air, and the crossbow bolts from behind the bushes didn't shoot very often, but each time they were unusually accurate, injuring or killing the Gnoll bandits.

The adventurers, who had been helped by long-range crossbow arrows, were demoralized and shouted to besiege the remaining gnolls, and in the end, except for a few escaped gnolloll bandits, the rest had fallen in pools of blood.

After a long time, the forest path finally fell silent, and a few adventurers, while bandaging their wounds, were about to run over to thank the faceless crossbow archer, but before they could do so, a quick crossbow arrow was fired at them with a 'whoosh'.

The dwarf stump hurriedly raised his shield, his heart was shocked and angry, who the hell is this guy, could it be that he wants to kill everyone and plunder the caravan?

No one was injured, the direction of the crossbow arrow was on the ground, it was the jackal who pretended to be dead before, and he was about to get up and sneak attack, but he didn't want to be hit by an arrow in the chest again, this time he was no longer capable of sneak attack.

From time to time, the enemy, everyone's eyes were drawn past, and in the backlight behind the bushes, a tall adventurer walked out.

He was dressed in a simple leather armor hood, with slightly pointed ears that were characteristic of the half-elves, and a half-length hair of slightly curly dark blonde hair that was combed back into a back.

What caught the eye was the calm gray eyes of the half-elves, as if they were not affected by any emotions. And the well-developed masseter muscles of his face also highlight his firm and stubborn character.

This figure holding a steel crossbow made some adventurers look familiar, and several adventurers with iron shields immediately recognized him.

The tree stump laughed loudly, "Half-elf Loki, haha, I didn't expect to meet you here, I thought it was an enemy just now......"

The red-haired Achill also thanked: "Loki, it was you who saved me, not your arrow, I might have been in the stronghold for a few months to recover from my wounds." ”

Adventurers usually have a straightforward personality, Loki smiled and greeted, and it was normal for him to help as much as he could.

These people were grateful to the half-elves, and in addition to the friends of the Iron Shield Regiment, there were several adventurers from other teams who wanted to invite him to drink, and even the head of the caravan who smuggled the spices came over to thank him personally.

Loki didn't refuse enthusiasm and kindness, he lacked social experience in his previous life, but he casually echoed and did a very decent job, and it was easy to gain a wave of kindness.

The tree stump has the natural straightforwardness of a dwarf, and he can't hold back the question in his heart, and when he saw the brand-new crossbow in the half-elf's hand, he asked curiously.

"Loki, you've got a new crossbow, it's made of all-steel, no wonder it's even more powerful than when the Adventure Guild was assessed. ”

"The distance you had just now was more than fifty paces, was this strange-looking crossbow shot so accurately?"

Loki thought to himself, it depends on whose hands it is, dwarves are not suitable for this kind of bow and crossbow weapon because of their height and arm span, and it is definitely not possible to change to this guy.

However, he didn't mention himself, and if he followed the stump, he attributed the results of these crossbow arrows to this crossbow.

The half-elves claim that this pulley crossbow is not an ordinary weapon, it is derived from an ancient weapon blueprint, which is said to be related to the elven empire hundreds of years ago, and the pulley crossbow may be the standard equipment of the elven heavy infantry......

It's normal for adventurers to brag, and few people believe the half-elf's words, but the steel crossbow still attracts everyone's attention.

Loki continued: "The owner of the Brute Hammer Weapon Shop, I have been studying this for more than ten years, and it is only in the last few days that the crossbow has finally been formed, and I originally came out of town to test the crossbow arrow......"

As he spoke, he jerked up his crossbow and shot a bolt at the backlight of the sky.

The adventurers looked up and saw that a bird had been shot down, not only in terms of accuracy, but also in terms of effective shooting distance, which was more than half that of an ordinary crossbow.

After seeing the power of crossbows, there are more than some adventurers who can use crossbows. Even the dwarven stump and Archill were interested.

The metallic crossbow was touched and looked at by adventurers, and the dwarven stump marveled at the weapon-making method.

Someone has already asked about the price, and as long as it is not beyond their affordability, it is estimated that they will pay for it.

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