It is said that in modern chemistry laboratories, certain organic compounds are so toxic that people can go home immediately after just one whiff.
It's a pity that the 'paralysis poison' formula provided by Cyric does not have such a fast effect. After all, in actual combat, the safety of the user and the long-term effectiveness of the poison must be considered.
According to previous experience with the sludge monster leader, a monster with a huge size and high poison resistance can last for about a minute before dying. During this minute, Zhou Qingfeng had better stay away to avoid being killed by the poisoned monster in a desperate attempt.
Already.
As soon as a crossbow bolt hit the back of the bugbear's neck, Zhou Qingfeng immediately shrank his head and prepared to jump off the trebuchet. He squatted down, and a whistling sound flew above his head - the injured bugbear threw away his belongings.
The machete he was wearing almost split him in half.
Under the trebuchet, several goblin archers turned around and shot at him with crude bows and arrows. Arrows as thick as chopsticks also had considerable power. Although they were not accurate at long range, they were enough to pose a fatal threat at close range.
Zhou Qingfeng took a risk and was driven away in a blink of an eye. He quickly jumped off the trebuchet frame and accelerated into the woods on the other side. In his mind, Cyric, who had extremely high perception, was
Keep sending reminders...
"Roll, jump to the right, get up and run faster, then roll forward."
Every prompt means that there is a new attack coming from behind. Zhou Qingfeng is as nimble as a monkey, constantly making a series of dodge movements in a short distance.
From the perspective of the goblin archer, the targets they aim at are incredibly flexible. No matter how he shoots, he can always get out of the way in time.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was just rolling around, suffered a lot. His arms suffered a lot of scratches during the rolling, and his sleeves were torn and bloody. It looked terrible. He could only grit his teeth and hold on despite the pain.
He pounced several times, which greatly affected Zhou Qingfeng's escape speed. The injured bugbear brandished a huge mace, roared like a beast, and pursued him unstoppably.
Several goblin archers were stringing their strings and setting up arrows, but just because they happened to be blocked on the road, they were savagely bumped into and stepped on by the angry bugbears. Their bones and tendons were broken immediately, and they screamed in agony.
Zhou Qingfeng continuously dodged the goblin archer's attacks, giving the bugbear a chance to close the distance. When he was about to get up from the roll and speed up again, a heavy hammer came down on top of his head with a strong wind.
"Roll to the left." Cyric didn't want to die and was trying his best to give Zhou Qingfeng a hint.
Zhou Qingfeng turned to the left, and the heavy hammer hit the ground where he was sitting. The hard ground was shattered by the hammer head, and broken pieces of soil were scattered in all directions.
"Grab the handle of the hammer and stand up, quickly!" Cyric shouted again.
The ferocious bugbear is right in front of you, and the terrifying heavy hammer falls next to it.
You actually asked someone to grab the handle of the hammer?
Zhou Qingfeng didn't have time to think too much, he grabbed the handle of the hammer and moved his body.
The bugbear took back the heavy hammer and found that the hateful thief was approaching him with the heavy hammer. It simply opened its mouth and wanted to bite Zhou Qingfeng's neck, but Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the opportunity to stand up and slithered down from the bear.
The goblin got under his crotch.
"In ancient times, Han Xin was humiliated in the crotch. Today, Grandpa Zhou was hit in the crotch." Zhou Qingfeng quickly lay down together and stabbed upward with the thin stabbing sword in his hand. When he passed between the bugbear's legs, the sword
The sharp point penetrated the monster's indescribable vital point.
The bugbear let out a roar, bent his knees, and quickly clamped his legs together, unable to move his body. The clamping force was so strong that Zhou Qingfeng couldn't even pull out his weapon. He was stunned.
Stay where you are and be taken away.
Just now in order to escape for his life, Zhou Qingfeng had already thrown away his light crossbow, and now he didn't even have his thin stabbing sword. But the bugbear that was chasing him now no longer had the fierce flames, and could only stand there trembling.
This blow was really harsh, much scarier than using poison.
But Uncle Zhou can't live without weapons. He narrowly escaped and got up from the ground. He wanted to run away, but when he looked back, he saw that the enemy had not caught up with him, and there was no movement at all...
So Zhou Qingfeng quietly walked behind the wounded bugbear, grabbed his thin stabbing sword and pulled hard.
The first pull didn't move, so he put his foot on the bugbear's butt to use force and pulled again.
The bugbear, who had been hit by a sword in his crotch, howled horribly again. He dropped his heavy hammer and shield, covering his crotch as it throbbed in pain.
Originally, a group of goblin soldiers followed up to help, but they saw this desolate scene. All the goblins unconsciously felt pain in their crotches, and looked at the culprit in front of them in horror at the culprit who caused this tragedy.
When Uncle Zhou stabbed his sword in his hand again, the goblins turned around and ran away with a roar, unable to catch up.
At this time, one minute is almost up.
The injured bugbear's body slowly became stiff, and it was difficult to control his hands and feet. The numbness spread from the back of his neck and between his legs, and spread throughout his body along with the blood flow, until his brain and heart also stopped working under the influence of the poison.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was out of breath, was about to find his next target when he suddenly heard a prompt in his head, "Congratulations, you killed ten hostile monsters in the Black Forest. You have completed the novice mission."
Without this reminder, Zhou Qingfeng would have forgotten that he still had a novice mission. He asked in his mind: "What is the mission reward?"
The virtual screen lit up, and a pair of black lightweight boots appeared and fell.
The Thief's Boots increase the speed by 20% and reduce the noise caused by walking by 30%. Once a day, the 'speed burst' doubles the speed and lasts for three seconds.
The boots were automatically put on Zhou Qingfeng's feet after falling off. He ran a few steps and found that he was faster - don't underestimate the 20% speed increase. At the critical moment, the 1% increase
All are advantages.
It is not difficult for an ordinary person to achieve a time of twelve seconds in the 100-meter dash as long as he carries out proper training. There are many people who can reach this level.
But when you put on these thieves' boots, you can improve your speed by 20%, and your time for 100 meters only takes nine seconds and six. This is a top result within ten seconds, and it is an area that only a very few talented athletes in the world can compete in.
Coupled with 'Speed Burst', this is the best skill for surprise attacks or escapes.
With these boots, Zhou Qingfeng felt like a god was helping him, allowing him to happily run towards the woods where he had planned to ambush.
At this moment, the goblin baggage train had completely collapsed, and the bugbear that had been shot by the crossbow bolt was also poisoned and died. However, the villagers' warriors who were originally ambushing also fled without a trace, and it took them a long time to find the old dwarf.
"Old Borg, you're not so useless, are you?" When Zhou Qingfeng saw this old dwarf, he curled up his fat body in a very conspicuous tree hole, "You can hide from the goblins like this.
Manhunt?"
"I can't run fast, what should I do if I don't hide?" The old dwarf emerged from the tree hole and scanned the woods. "Are the bugbears dead?"
"All the difficult guys are dead, and the remaining goblins have fled when they saw that the situation was not going well. It's a pity that the huge convoy cannot be moved by the two of us, so we probably can only burn it with fire." Zhou Qingfeng said.
It's really annoying.
This bad battle was too embarrassing. The opponent who was ambushed by a sneak attack did not fall, but our own side who had the advantage fell first.
Seeing the corpses of the two bugbears, the old dwarf was overjoyed. He waved his hands repeatedly and said it was okay, then took out a whistle and stuffed it into his mouth. The sharp whistle sounded in the woods and spread far and wide.
After a while, several fleeing villagers poked their heads in the woods. These 'warriors' had just been running around aimlessly, but they didn't even run far away. When they heard the whistle, they slipped back one by one.
When they saw the dead bugbears, and then the almost unscathed goblin convoy, especially the vehicles filled with supplies, these "grassroots" suddenly cheered wildly, and then gathered around Zhou Qingfeng and flattered him loudly.
"Master Hugo, you are truly an invincible strong man. You actually killed two terrifying bugbears by yourself."
"Master Hugo, you are truly our savior. Your light is so dazzling that even we humble people dare not look directly at it."
"Master Hugo, please allow us to congratulate you. You are our supreme commander, and we will always be loyal to you."
These losers are usually so dull that they can't even fart well, but they are good at flattering them.
Zhou Qingfeng's face was expressionless. He only shouted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work. Since you ran away from the battle, the income distributed this time will be reduced by half."
Cut it by half, and there's still half left.
The little Jiujiu in the heart of the villager's "warrior" calculated quickly. This convoy transported so much supplies that even a small amount would be enough to make people happy. So everyone was even more flattering.
"Master Hugo, you are so kind. We wholeheartedly support you."
"Master Hugo, your punishment is extremely just, and we have no complaints. Please allow us to continue to follow in your footsteps."
"Master Hugo,..."
"That's enough! You bastards, shut up and go do my work."