Chapter 17: Lighting the Fire and Sending the Funeral!

Fang Xing felt incomparably angry for the first time!

An anger at the sight of your own being slaughtered, but too late!

It's not even the kind of hatred between people, it's the utter contempt of one race for another!

This contempt is not even to see the other side as an enemy, but as food!

"It's just a bunch of crumbs!"

"How can they?"

"How dare they!"

Fang Xing subconsciously raised his hand and stretched his bow and arrows.

Magic arrows shot out from the bushes in front of them, like laser guns in a science fiction movie, and shot directly into the heads of all the goblins present.

Several goblins let out a hasty and fierce shout, and then an arrow pierced their heads, and the blood exploded all over the ground.

Seven or eight goblins in a row died directly on the spot.

The goblin, who was standing next to the cauldron, fell into the pot with a crooked body.

Before Fang Xing could put down his bow, the screams of goblins came from the surrounding grass huts.

In this small place, there were more than a dozen thatched huts crowded together, and there was a chaotic sound coming from each thatched hut.

In less than a minute, a large group of goblins came out of the room with thick sticks in their hands.

In the entire small tribe, there are seventy or eighty goblins drilled out!

As for the tallest grass hut, there was only one goblin drilled out.

The goblin had a ring of bones around his neck and what seemed to be the only iron weapon in the entire small tribe - a rusty broadsword.

Looking like this, it should be the leader of the goblins.

The goblin looked at the mess around him, shouted a few words, and then pointed in the direction of the bushes in front of him.

At the shouts of the goblin leader, all the goblins screamed in unison towards the bush monsters.

Fang Xing looked at this group of crazy creatures.

Straight out of the bushes, the slaughter began with a blank expression.

The bow in his hand was once again used to the extreme, and the speed of the magic arrow was as fast as a charge.

The goblins that rushed towards here from not far away were lying on the ground in unison at this moment, like wheat blown by a strong wind.

Not to mention moving forward, even that invisible dividing line cannot be crossed.

Some goblins seemed to sense that something was wrong, and began to turn around and prepare to escape, but the burning stone was blocked by Ran from behind, and before they could retreat, they were shot in the head by Fang Xing.

The shouts of dozens of goblins quickly decreased, and when there were only a dozen goblins left, even if they wanted to, they couldn't escape.

Fang Xing casually killed these goblins with a few arrows.

The entire goblin tribe, with nearly a hundred monsters, was wiped out in two minutes.

Only one of the goblins, who seemed to be the leader, had their thighs broken by Fang Xing's shooting, and they were rolling and struggling on the ground.

Fang Xing walked unhurriedly through the scattered human corpses, through the blood-stained clothes, and then stepped over the goblin corpses on the ground, and finally walked in front of the goblin leader.

The goblin leader approached Fang Xing frantically, regardless of it, and even if he broke a leg, he didn't let go of the machete in his hand.

While struggling, he kept waving his machete at Fang Xing, his eyes were full of madness!

Looking at the string of throat bones that this goblin carried around his neck, Fang Xing could imagine how many people this small tribe had killed these days.

Fang Xing said softly:

"You eat people."

"We eat you."

"Isn't it also a heavenly cycle?"

Anyway, regardless of whether the goblins who were already close at hand could understand it, Fang Xing shot through the leader's head with an arrow.

[Congratulations to the survivor Fang Xing for reaching level 5]

Fang Xing didn't have the slightest joy in his heart now, he just summoned the system and added ten points of spirit to himself.

Feeling the increase in the energy in his body, Fang Xing felt a little excited, but it quickly disappeared.

Then, Fang Xing took out the gourd and collected all the goblin corpses.

Watching the goblin corpses turn into ashes, Fang Xing always felt that he still had to do something.

I took a look at it casually.

There are also torches that have fallen to the ground around.

Fang Xing directly picked up the torch and threw it casually on the surrounding goblin grass huts.

After a few breaths, the branches and leaves on the grass hut were ignited, emitting a puff of white smoke.

Fang Xing followed by picking up some other torches or burning firewood, and threw them all on these grass houses.

In just a few moments, the entire goblin gathering place turned into a sea of fire.

Watching the orange flames gradually devour all traces, Fang Xing said to himself:

"You can't say murder and arson, this arson is fast."

"That is, it is not on the earth, otherwise it will be in prison now."

Fang Xing felt.

This sea of fire can be regarded as a little comfort to the innocent death of the same kind here.

The fire will purify everything after all.

Looking at the ashes flying around him, Fang Xing took out the map and marked an "X" on his current location.

"Okay, now we've cleaned up the first one."

"It's better to set a small goal first."

"Clean up all the goblin camps here!"