The battle didn't last long. After all, these green-skinned goblins were not difficult creatures to deal with in the first place. The only things they had to worry about were the bombs hanging from their waists and various goblin black technologies.
Without those goblin technologies, most of them would have slightly higher brains than ordinary goblins, but there would be no other differences.
After casually checking the loot and finding that there was nothing he could take advantage of, Woody walked straight down to the location of the Furious Winter guard Sengu who was half leaning against the tree.
However, on the way, he saw a green-skinned goblin that had fallen down but was not completely dead.
If nothing unexpected happened, this was the green-skinned goblin who had just been shot down by him.
The shield used by the green-skinned goblin fell on it, and the goblin tried hard to push away the shield that resembled a tower shield.
However, due to the injury, it no longer has the strength to push this metal shield that weighs dozens of kilograms. It is worth mentioning that this goblin is much taller than other goblins. Although it is not as exaggerated as the bugbear, it is worth mentioning.
He can be considered a little giant among goblins.
When it saw Woody approaching, it couldn't help but reveal a bloodthirsty and desire for destruction in its eyes, just like it saw a mad dog breaking into its territory and started barking non-stop.
Woody stepped forward quickly, held the knife, and then chopped it off at will.
After executing this mad dog-like goblin, he was slightly focused as he watched its breath dissipate.
"Have you started research on mutant warriors?"
It is an indisputable fact that the goblin body has always been weak. It was not until the launch of the goblin mutant warrior project studied by the green-skinned goblin leader Kezan that the goblin body improved, and many powerful melee professionals emerged.
If it weren't for the fact that the goblin racial camp was classified as chaotic evil and players were not allowed to join, Woody might have considered joining the goblin force and trying out his melee profession that was combined with technology.
But the plan started as early as the golden year. This is something Woody didn't expect, but if mutants are researched, then...
Woody suddenly thought of something, put away his curved sword, then held the upper edge of the metal shield with his free hands, and lifted it hard, revealing the body of the green-skinned goblin in front of him.
Ignoring the bulging muscles that were slightly more terrifying than ordinary goblins, as well as the inverted triangle-shaped body, and the unopened alchemy bomb in its hand, it groped directly towards its back.
Feeling the bulging veins and the soft bones, Woody went all the way down and finally found a convex ball at the position of the tailbone.
Woody looked happy and turned it over without hesitation. Then the dimensional ring flashed and a dagger appeared in his hand, which directly cut open the green-brown skin like cowhide, but it was all around the ball.
I was extremely careful when approaching it, for fear of scratching it.
But at this moment, the sound of small and rapid footsteps came from the jungle in the distance.
Woody looked up slightly and realized that it was someone from the Nudong Merchant Group, so he didn't pay much attention and continued to concentrate on the work at hand.
He had just seen the miserable-looking Sengu not far away. He had mastered the specialty of "frozen blood" and it was basically difficult to die.
However, it will probably take some effort to recover this time. After all, one arm and one foot were broken, but if Cecil, the owner of the caravan, is willing to bear all the losses in this battle, then there should be no problem.
After all, these are all work-related injuries.
"Sengu!"
"Are you OK!"
The visitor saw the green-skinned goblin lying dead and injured, and also saw the black-haired young man who was doing dissection work on the corpse of a goblin. He also saw his "frozen man" companion Sengu who was half leaning against a tree and dying.
Naturally, he cared about the most serious one first. Fortunately, although Sengu's injury seemed serious, his sanity had returned, and now his mind was shocked by Woody not far away, and he was extremely excited.
He grinned.
"I can't die! But, Grim, just now I really thought that I would return to the Holy Spirit Snow Mountain before you did."
He used his only left hand to carefully touch the divine emblem on his chest, which was painted with the setting sun in the snowy field, with a sad expression on his face.
The Holy Spirit Snow Mountain is a folklore spread among tribes and settlements in the North. It is said that after people die, they must arrive at the Holy Spirit Snow Mountain and hone themselves in the snow mountains. Only when their souls are pure and clear enough can they be reincarnated under the light of heaven.
What he caressed on his chest was the emblem of Keenfat, the god of the polar regions and mountains.
Almost all the savage marauding tribes living in the remote and wild frontiers of the North worship this warlike and irritable god. Keenfat's holy symbol is the setting sun on the snowy field. He often appears as a tall man.
Wearing a polar bear skin, with a frozen beard, and exhaling freezing mist from his mouth, just like Sengu at this moment.
"Oh! That's good! The mountains protect you!"
"As long as you're alive now!"
"Just leave the rest to me!"
Grim hugged his brother. He didn't say anything at this time. The warm embrace was more sincere, and the silence was better than the sound.
…
On the other side, Woody looked at the thin stars, looking thoughtfully at the liquid in a round bottle about half the size of an apple at his fingertips.
At the same time, a row of data flashed before his eyes.
——"Item name: Goblin Mutation Potion Type I."
——"Item level: low-level magical item."
——"Item description: A special potion specially used to evolve goblins. After taking it, it can greatly improve the host's size, strength, physique, and recovery ability. However, taking it has certain risks. Only a few people can have this power.
, after the goblin creature takes it, its strength, constitution, and agility are +2, and its intelligence and perception are reduced by -2.”
——“We who are short are discriminated against by them and are not taken seriously like weeds. But after taking it, you will understand that your existence is a lingering nightmare for them.!——
Goblin King Kezan.”
…
A useless potion, as expected.
After Woody saw the properties of the potion, he still sighed, knowing that he was simply thinking too much.
Although in the previous life, the goblin's mutation potion could be used on humans in the later stages, which was equivalent to a mini-rage, but at this time, Kezan should not have developed a version of the potion that can also be used on humans.
But it was of some value. After all, he remembered that in the hands of a pharmacist who could refine the elements of this kind of medicine, it seemed that something good could be separated, which was better than nothing!
Woody's idea was shattered and he put away the potion in his hand at will.
At this moment, Grim also came to him with a solemn expression.
"Thank you for saving Sengu's life!"
He knelt down on one knee and placed his right hand across his chest, showing the highest courtesy of the barbarian tribe.
Crouching Woody also put the dagger back into space, supported Grim in front of him with both hands, and said slowly.
"Sengu will save me without hesitation even if he is here, so there is no need to thank you."
"Go and send him to the center of the town quickly. The edge is still too dangerous."
"The large goblin army just now has been alerted by me. It will be a bit troublesome to stay here any longer."
…
Grimm looked moved as he was being helped up, but after hearing Woody's words, he took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.
"Thank you for reminding."
Immediately, he turned around and shouted loudly to a few business group guards who were still able to move.
"Now take your injured companions and return to the town carriage camp!"
"There are specialized pharmacists there, and all injuries will be treated!"
After saying that, he stepped forward and held up Sengu's arm, and moved forward slowly and patiently, with firm and steady steps.
Woody looked at their backs and didn't get too entangled. He sorted out the trophies, patted the dust on his body, walked forward, and quickly integrated into the retreating army.
It didn't take long for the jungle at the wall of the town to return to its former tranquility. Only the blood stains and corpses on the ground, as well as the terrain changes caused by the explosion, told what happened not long ago.
However, in less than a minute, there were loud shouts and fuzzy sounds coming from the bushes here. The huge silhouette and short body looked particularly frightening under the light of the stars.
It was the goblin troops that Woody failed to kill just now. However, when they saw the bodies of the green goblins, their first reaction was not anger. Instead, the goblin supervisors headed by them held whips to stop them from coming forward.
Ordinary goblins, at the same time, went up to fumble for their trophies one by one. Whenever they touched something that they could not touch in the past, they would shout with joy.
Naturally, the voice could not be concealed. Listening to the excited screams coming from the dark night, Woody continued to move forward without changing his expression. However, the others looked at the jungle they had just walked out of, feeling a little frightened. After all, the group of green goblins just now
The suppressive firepower really gave them a psychological shadow on the goblins.
Especially the crazy laughter, many people turned pale with fright, as if they were recalling everything they had just experienced.
Woody also saw everyone's reaction, but he could also understand the damage caused by the dimensionality reduction of this new thing to the hearts of the aborigines, but this kind of damage can only be treated through continuous tearing and then healing. Experience
If you study more, you will know that these technologies are essentially the same as spells. Think of them as spell casters among kobolds, and they can solve all troubles and worries.
Not long after leaving the jungle, I saw the outline of the town in the dark night. Over the town, there was still a constant flow of magic light passing through the night, and the noise returned to my ears again. Obviously, this battle was not over yet.
There were a lot of blood stains on the ground, as well as dead cannibals and other monsters in the forest.
It seems that they have spent a lot of money this time, and they are mercenaries and various enslaved creatures.
However, the road Woody and the others took was a special road leading to the carriage camp. It was on the edge of the town. Basically, the monsters that dared to intrude nearby were cleared away by the caravan guards, so they arrived easily without encountering any battles.
The place where the carriages were previously camped.
At this time, the originally parked carriages turned into a semi-circular formation, relying on houses and fences to resist attacks.
The ranger guard who was standing high up saw Woody and others, and also recognized Sengu and Grim. He hurriedly asked the coachman to move a gap and open a gap in the car array to let them in.
Once inside, Sengu and the other injured guards were sent to the therapist in the convoy, while Woody, Grim and others accepted questioning from others.
How is His Highness Cecil?
How is the situation outside?
Is the town safe now?
The order they received was to guard the carriages and protect the merchants and their goods, so they never pursued them and stayed in the carriage formation. Now that they saw the guards returning from the outing, they were naturally full of doubts.
Woody and Grim naturally told them everything they knew. After hearing that His Highness Cecil was still safe and sound, although they had expected it, they seemed to be relieved. After all, what others had said and observed was that
They are two different things.
Woody came back with the intention of taking a rest and sorting out what he had gained tonight. As for whether he should continue to get involved, he was not sure.
After all, the cannibals are so aggressive, it's hard not to suspect that he has other means.
Even though his joining could solve some common threats, he still didn't have the confidence to single-handedly thwart this conspiracy from the bottomless abyss because of the demon lord's plan behind the scenes.
Rather than sit back and wait for death, he chose to believe Cecil. To tell the truth, his intervention might only add negative effects.
Although demon hunters are strong, they are not strong enough to reach five professional levels, so they dare to find trouble with high-level cultists who can release seven or eight rings of magic.
After all, in the previous life, any task related to the demon lord had a challenge level of 10 or above and required a team of five people with an average career level of 10 to complete it. However, the current business group, let alone five level 10s, even two
Professionals with a career level of ten or above are quite difficult to find.
But at this moment, a black shadow emerged from the darkness and ran toward his shoulder. Woody originally wanted to dodge, but the demon hunter's dark vision allowed him to identify the black shadow and stopped his body.
Instead of the instinctive urge to dodge, he let it rush to his shoulders at will.
"what!"
"His Royal Highness Cecil..."
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Everyone else also saw the sudden appearance of the creature on Woody's shoulder, and they all exclaimed in surprise.
Woody turned his head indifferently and looked at the light and agile four-legged beast sitting on his shoulders.
Yes, this black shadow is the tabby cat that Cecil, the court mage accompanying the caravan, often caressed and took with him.
But why does it appear here? Logically speaking, isn't it her magic pet?
Woody tried to communicate with him telepathically. He remembered that familiars seemed to have the ability to communicate with people mentally.
"What's matter?"
After the message was passed on, Woody noticed that the body of the tabby cat on his shoulder suddenly stiffened, its eyes widened, and it looked incredulous.
After a long while, a majestic and proud voice came out, like the roar of a storm.
"Evil is spreading, and there is no need to delay in enforcing justice. Join us, and your name will be sung throughout Asenland in the future."
Although he is just a cat, his words are very seductive, as if after joining, honors, merits and wealth will be at your fingertips.
