My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 112 The bow is like a thunderbolt and the string is startled (6k please first order)
Listening to Del's praise, Crown smiled broadly: "With 99% of your sweat and 1% of your talent, you may be the next one to succeed."

Del shook his head repeatedly and said sadly: "I think the 1% of talent may be more important than the 99% of sweat."

My consciousness is so high. If there were no golden wall, I would only be an ordinary member of all living beings, but there is no if.

The fire of enthusiasm for Ke Lao Engan's proficiency is burning brightly, and one who sees that all efforts will not be disappointed will surely achieve greatness.

"Practice hard. The road is long, but if you keep moving forward, you will eventually reach the end."

"Yeah", Del nodded sharply, picked up the hammer and walked out of the house.

Crown stopped him: "Go to the drawer in my room and take out ten bottles of holy water, and two cans of plaster, those small gray cans with round mouths. Give the plaster and six bottles of holy water to the wounded, and those two of yours , leave me two."

"Go ahead, the door is unlocked."

"Yes," Del agreed and turned to leave.

After two hours of training in the Giant Bear Breathing Technique plus fighting, Crown was already hungry. He sat on the chair and began to learn how to make arrows.

Easier said than done. When Del came back, he only had two wooden poles.Planing burrs, drilling holes, and nocking arrows may seem simple, but getting started is far from as easy and quick as when Del made it.

"Sir, let me do it. Your time is more valuable than mine," the man said cheerfully as he handed over two pieces of holy water.

I am also better than adults in some areas, such as making arrows and forging iron. Del was secretly happy.

"Hurry up and practice breathing techniques, otherwise you will waste the talisman water."

Maybe I can develop another skill. Crown declined the other party's kindness. He took the holy water and drank one directly.

After a sleepless night, Crown was still in high spirits.

Making arrows, practicing breathing techniques, and visualizing golden light spells, watching your proficiency increase rapidly, gives you a feeling of riding a horse.

At five o'clock in the morning, when Nick came to the cabin, Crown was trimming the tail feathers of the last batch of arrows.

The priest smiled and said, "When did you learn how to make arrows? Just tell ordinary people to do it. It's a waste of your precious time."

"Without bullets, firearms become just decorations. I'm worried that one day a person will be left alone and helpless. The more skills you learn, the more strength you will have. You won't waste much time anyway, so just rest."

"Huh", Kroun blew off the feathers that he had cut off his body, looked at the wooden poles that were all used up, and his eyes flashed with joy.

"The church's combat system makes it almost impossible for a person to fall into a state of isolation and helplessness. I am just an exception." Nick sat down next to him. "I heard the ringing of the magic bell at night. How is the battle going?"

"Our side has won a great victory. The demon birds suffered heavy casualties. We are on guard here and only a few people were injured. When the sun rises, send people outside to count how many demon birds have died.

By the way, those who died from arrows are all my fault. "

"Okay, I'll take credit for you. Go back and get some sleep. Today you have to lead a team to log wood." Nick smiled and waved, signaling him to leave quickly.

Crown nodded: "Help collect the arrows."

. . . .

At 06:30, the hourglass of time sounded an alarm in his consciousness.

Croun opened his eyes and inked for a minute. He immediately got up and washed up. He drank a glass of warm water and opened the window to welcome the morning sun.

There was only one tail left in Mao Shi's visualization time, but he never relaxed. The golden light spell has always been the core of his core skills.

If it weren't for the fact that the Golden Light Curse had no offensive effect, and there were too many people who wanted to advance in proficiency, he would definitely be willing to push the Golden Light Curse to its limit first.

After meditating on the golden light spell for so long, he has understood the potential of this skill to consolidate and strengthen the origin of human life. This growth is gentle and all-round.

The emergence of the Pure Heart Curse and the Golden Light Body Protection proves that the Golden Light Curse still has a lot of potential that can be tapped. It is only at the first level now, but it already has four special effects that are not special effects.

The source of life condensed by the breathing method can also transform the human body, but the process is relatively rough and must be supplemented with various pharmaceuticals, such as physical potions and energy potions to reduce the pressure on the human body.

Moreover, the breathing method's transformation of the human body is relatively one-sided. Practicing flame breathing gives him more feelings, increases explosive power, and adds the power of the fire element to his life stream, but the increase in endurance and resistance is relatively small.

Seven o'clock had just arrived, and Crown ended his visualization on time and summoned the golden wall.

[Arrow making: 606/1000; Level [-]]

As expected, making arrows has become a skill, and his speed of making arrows is no longer much slower than Del's.

The arrangement of skills on the golden wall became messy again, and Kroun thought in his mind. He put the strongest skill on top and divided the skills into three columns.In the middle are auxiliary and defensive skills, on the left are offensive skills, and on the right are knowledge and manufacturing skills.

The writing blurred and disappeared and then regrouped, and new arrangements appeared on the golden wall.

To his surprise, the two breathing techniques turned out to be auxiliary skills, along with the golden light spell and arrow-making skills.Skills such as swordsmanship and shooting are serious offensive skills.

Crown walked out of the room, quickly ate in the restaurant, and came to the gate of the camp. He saw Nick and Geralt chatting happily, and the team going out to log wood was also ready.

He stepped up and walked up: "Seeing you so happy, it must be that Allen has passed the most dangerous period of mutation?"

"Yes, the effect of your improved medicine is more powerful. Although it was more painful, Allen successfully endured it. I went in to observe the situation carefully in the morning. He was in good mental condition and there was no sign of organ failure.

He said that the Pure Heart Talisman Water was surprisingly effective. Whenever he was in pain and about to lose his mind, there would be a refreshing cold current to suppress his anxious emotions. "

The demon hunter lowered his voice: "Man, it turns out that your talisman can change the living conditions of all demon hunters, and it may also bring you danger. There are many organizations that don't want the demon hunter group to grow."

Crown nodded slightly with half-closed eyes: "Thanks for reminding me, I will pay attention."

Geralt saw that the other party understood his reminder and changed the subject: "The priest said that you shot 14 demon birds last night. When did archery become so easy?!"

"I'm so talented, I can't help it," Crown replied enigmatically, "Let's go, who will go out with me today?"

"I," the demon hunter agreed, "we masters and disciples can only get paid by working, and we are not as good as you clergymen who rely on the church."

Perhaps because they were brave enough to be killed last night, the team that went out to cut trees was not harassed by demonic birds all day, except for the occasional few that hovered high in the sky.

Crown didn't find an opportunity to show off his skills, and he shot two deformed bobcats without success. The rest of the time, he spent the rest of the time practicing the Giant Bear Breathing Technique or instructing Del to practice breathing techniques.

. . . .

In the evening, in the howling cold wind, the Zac Town Campground welcomed the first snow of winter.

Crown and Nick stood side by side under the eaves, watching the falling snow.

After a long time, the priest reached out and said: "The demon bird disappeared. According to the news sent back from the church, the churches in the nearby area are safe and the cultists are missing. It seems that this winter will be spent safely."

"I hope so." Crown stretched out his hand and let the snowflakes fall on his hand.When the snowflakes turned into water, he carefully felt the touch of his skin.

After a moment, he whispered: "There will still be pollution after the snow turns into water. Perhaps, as long as the gray fog does not dissipate, the rain and snow that falls will also carry pollution."

Nick didn't care much: "It doesn't matter. It's much better than direct rain. When the snow has not melted, the pollution is not great. Just organize the townspeople to shovel the snow out of the camp tomorrow morning.

Our reserve of holy water has doubled compared to before the last heavy rain, and more holy water was converted during worship. Most of the townspeople have become devout believers in our Lord."

The two were talking when footsteps came from behind.

Crown looked back sideways and saw a boy with white hair following Geralt.

He looked at the boy who had obviously grown taller and opened his arms, and laughed and said, "You are really like a master and a disciple. Welcome to the new member of the demon hunter family, Mr. Alan Bolvar."

The newly promoted demon hunter stretched out his right hand, and a ball of flame suddenly rose up: "Your Excellency, Crown Moya, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The two hugged tightly for a while, and Allen stood on tiptoes and said softly: "Thank you, brother, for the Pure Heart Talisman."

"It's great to congratulate us that there is another extraordinary warrior in the camp. You used the Igni seal just now. Many senior demon hunters may not be able to use it as easily as Allen." Nick raised his hands: " Zach Town Church is willing to send two pieces of No. [-] holy water as a congratulatory gift."

The reason why he is so generous is because holy water is now easier to obtain, and making good friends with the demon hunter master and apprentice is more conducive to the stability of the camp.

"Thank you, Father." Allen touched his belly, "What I miss most now is the feast cooked by my eldest brother."

Crown spread his hands helplessly: "No matter how good a chef is without good ingredients, he can't make delicious food. However, a few days ago I discovered that the wild vegetables outside taste very good. When the ice melts and the snow melts next year, I may be able to eat some." Fresh and delicious vegetables on the table.”

"I want to eat meat! What's so delicious about vegetables?"

"I miss meat too. Recently I can only eat black bread, and bacon is a luxury item." Thinking of someone's cooking skills, Geralt also felt a lot of saliva in his mouth.

The priest said with a smile: "The latest order from the Cardinal Archbishop Flanders of the Holy Fire Cathedral is that after this cold winter, the entire population of the diocese will migrate to the Rhine City. The Rhine City must have a stable food supply system. I bought all kinds of ingredients and drinks so that everyone could eat and drink as much as they wanted."

"The church issued such an order? Great." Geralt was very happy. According to the original plan, the next destination of their master and apprentice was the Rhine City.

During this period of time, he continued to take Qingxin Talisman Water, and he felt that his emotions that were often on the verge of losing control were greatly relieved.I thought about buying as many spares as possible when I left, so that I wouldn't have to be so urgent to make money.

"The Rhine City is very prosperous, Crown. I remember you said that your sister married there, right?"

"Yes", a heroic girl with long chestnut hair and amber eyes appeared in Croun's mind. She was his strongest supporter when he was a child. He did not allow other children to bully him, she could only bully herself!

In a few months, she will have to face her only living relative. I wonder if she is still doing well.

"I'm going to meet my brother Nile too," a trace of tenderness flashed across Nick's face, "The slug who used to follow me now also has a wife and children."

"Father, isn't your brother in Seine City?"

"Didn't you discuss selling potions with me? I wrote to ask for his opinion. He wrote back and said that he had set off with his wife and children and was stranded in Rhine City when the gray fog came."

"I'm so envious that you still have relatives." Geralt felt a little depressed.

"Teacher, we are relatives."

"Yes, we are relatives." The master and apprentice of the demon hunter left together.

"Tonight, I'm going to keep vigil," Nick said with a smile. He went back to his room, put on his armor and put on an oilcloth cloak, and strode towards the church door with his weapon in hand.

Only Kroun was left standing quietly under the eaves, looking at the falling snowflakes on the dark sky, enjoying a rare moment of peace. . . . .

After stealing a moment of leisure, Crown took a stance in the corridor and began to practice the giant bear breathing technique.

He feels that training with bare hands is more effective than using weapons.

The moves come naturally, which can also be called haphazard, but with repeated practice, the proficiency increases faster.

The fists howled and the wind blew, and the cold wind swept the snowflakes into the corridor. Before they could get close to Croun's body, they were scattered by the wind.

During the hearty practice, he felt that the source of life was flowing more freely in his limbs.

Gradually, he felt a burning and swelling sensation on his arms, as if there was heat trying to break through the shackles of his body. The full sense of power made him unable to help but let out a soft scream.

The breathing technique advanced. Crown slowly stopped his movements, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the impact of the advanced breathing technique.

He clenched his fist tightly and felt the pure strength increase again.

Summoning the golden wall, he began to verify his guess.

[Giant Bear Breathing Technique: 2/5000; Level [-]] (You are as powerful as a giant bear, especially your arms and palms)
Crown grinned. As expected, this breathing method mainly increases strength. After the second level, it only requires 5000 proficiency points to advance, which proves that its potential is much worse than flame breathing.

According to his understanding, the flame breathing method is a bit like internal strength, tempering internal strength, and the giant bear breathing method is like external strength. Although the potential is not as good as internal strength, the effect is immediate.

Although he doesn't have to fight the enemy with his bare hands, stronger power will definitely lead to stronger attacks.

What's even happier is that with the advancement of the giant bear breathing method, the proficiency in flame breathing has increased a lot.

[Fire Breath: 469/7000; Level [-]]

There is no road in vain, every step counts. Croun shook his head and said these words, and came to the chapel of the church comfortably.

He didn't use the breathing method to shield himself, and let the wind and snow hit his face.

There is no training method for the next stage of the two breathing methods. Slowly exploring and practicing will only achieve half the result with half the effort. His main focus will be on the training of golden light spell and swordsmanship.

After continuous heavy rain, the chapel will not be closed until midnight, and many townspeople will stay here to pray all day if they have nothing to do.

The operation of the purification circle will also feed back to these devout believers, slowly strengthening their physique and increasing their resistance.

It’s a win-win situation where the church protects believers but gets what it wants from them.

Crown opened the chapel door gently, trying not to make any noise.

Walking through the door, he subconsciously took a deep breath.

Crystal white light spots filled his spiritual sense. The proficiency of the liver golden light spell in this environment was extremely wonderful.

Avina was presiding over the service. Croun glanced at it and found that it was packed with people. He had no choice but to sneak to the corner of the pulpit, sit on the ground, and make a praying posture.

Golden light spell, activate!

. . . .

"Dang, when, when the bell.", The rapid and dull bell sounded, and it was also mixed with a crispy shocking bell.

Crown stopped contemplating and suddenly opened his eyes. The sound of prayers gathered in the chapel quickly weakened, and the crowd became obviously panicked and started talking.

"Buzz", like thousands of noisy flies, panic is spreading.

Everyone knew the meaning of the bell, which meant that the camp was in extreme danger.

The last time they were attacked, more than a third of the townspeople left their loved ones forever, and the pain in many people's hearts has not yet been healed.

The priest is really a crow-mouthed Croun and shouts: "Quiet."

He raised his hands and made a downward motion.

When everyone shut up, his voice was loud and dripping with the smell of blood: "The priest is fighting on the front line now. The camp has strong defenses. We will do our best to protect everyone.

All men with fighting ability reported to the gate of the camp. We are the strongest shield of the church. We have no way out, and our relatives are behind us. "

"Avina, you command them, find someone to assist you, and be responsible for the logistics of the battle."

"I", the nun's face was filled with nervousness.

"You can do it." Crown gave her a determined look.

After saying that, he rushed to the door of the hall, forcefully opened a door and rushed to the backyard. All his weapons were in the backyard.

"Clang", the door hit the corner and bounced back.

Outside the camp, the howling sounds of wolves came one after another.

Crown walked through the path as quickly as a cheetah, running towards the demon hunter master and apprentice carrying large and small bags.

"I'll go back and get the weapons. You guys hurry up and support the priest."

Without slowing down at all, he flashed past the hands of their master and disciple.

. . . .

Crown opened the door, grabbed the homemade hard leather tactical vest lying on the bed and put it on. There were six potions in it, including physical potion, energy potion, strength potion, holy water No. [-], pure heart talisman water, and golden light. Fu Shui.

He put on the chain armor neatly, picked up his weapons, and carried a longbow and quiver on his back.

There are only twenty arrows in the quiver, the arrows he carved with the golden light talisman, and most of the remaining arrows are stored in the wooden house under the tower.

Crown grabbed a leather bag from the drawer and ran out. The leather bag also contained various potions that he had prepared. If the battle lasted too long, the potions would not be enough.

As soon as he left the room, a shrill and horrifying cry of "Woo-Goo, Woo-Goo" came from the distance.

Crown's heart tightened, and he ran a little faster.

If there were just a group of mutated beasts outside the camp, the priest would not ring the big bell at all. It was most likely a cultist, and those people would just be able to drive the beasts.

If the cultists were to attack, their attack would be much more violent than last time. After all, they had captured the towns of Peru and Elba.

There is one second-level priest and two first-level priests stationed in Elba Town, as well as six first-level Crusaders and a patrol team of 80 people with sufficient ammunition.

Now there is a group of flying demon birds. I don’t know if they are taking advantage of the situation or if they have joined forces with the cultists.

When Crown rushed to the camp gate, he saw Nick standing on the right tower, Geralt in the middle of the wall on the west side of the tower, and Del and Alan scattered on the wall on the east side of the tower.

The night watchmen standing on the wooden frame beside the wall kept aiming and shooting. Behind them were the logistics troops loading crossbows and the men holding axes and sharpened wooden poles to use as spears.

From time to time, wild beasts leaped into the wall, and the men and supernatural beings rushed up to kill them.

Croun got into the wooden house, put down the skin bag containing the potion, grabbed the neatly bundled arrows, jumped up after going out, and flew to the top of the tower on the left.

He could clearly see the form outside. The deformed beasts were arranged in a sparse formation and bypassed the burning bonfire at the edge of the gray mist. They walked out of the gray mist in a steady stream, and then ran toward the wall.

The snow on the ground was not thick yet, so the movements of these beasts were not greatly affected.

"You're finally here," Nick shouted with a slightly relieved expression when he saw Crown ascending to the tower: "These beasts are used to consume us. Many crossbow arrows were shot on the wooden piles. Behind them, there were many Maybe they’re cultists.”

"Maybe they think they've got us," Crown responded.

He shouted: "I put the potion in the wooden house downstairs, and the extraordinary ones can go and get it."

A cold light flashed in Crown's eyes. He cut the rope that bound the arrows and said to the two young men standing next to him: "It's a bit crowded. Leave one of you to pass the arrows to me."

The black-haired young man excitedly said to his companion: "Let me stay, sir. My name is Torres. Thank you, sir, for saving us last night."

"Take care," his companion hugged him, and climbed down from the tower.

"With a little effort," Crown tightened the bowstring and tried the feel by pulling it a few times. The longbow was easily pulled into a full moon.

He adjusted for a while and took the arrow handed over by the young man.

Torres saw the knight placing the arrow on the string, not aiming very well, and then easily fully drawing the long bow.

"Whoosh", the arrow flew out. His eyes hurriedly looked for the direction where the arrow flew, and he saw a gray wolf's head nailed to the ground.

"Don't be distracted," Crown said in a deep voice, "I shoot arrows very quickly, you have to deliver them in time."

"I'm sorry, sir." Torres was embarrassed and immediately handed over the arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh", in the noisy and noisy environment, he listened to the sound of arrows piercing the air forming a line, with a special rhythm and beauty.

The speed at which he delivered the arrows could not keep up with the speed at which the archers were shooting, so he had to focus all his energy on logistical supplies.

Torres grabbed a lot of arrows with his left hand and handed them out one by one with his right hand without any pause.

He became a machine with a fixed program, repeating his actions.

This time, Torres naturally let go after handing out the arrow. When he found that no one had caught the arrow and it fell, he noticed that the knight had stopped shooting.

He looked down at the arrow bundle, which contained only half of the arrows from before, and swallowed his own saliva.

He borrowed the long bow from Del and played with it. He tried his best to suppress his blushes until his neck became so thick that he could fully draw the long bow, but the other party could still shoot nearly a hundred arrows with a straight face.

The real gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people is so big. I must become an extraordinary person. Torres thought, stretched out his head and observed the current situation on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)