My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 99 Archery
Crown listened to Del's words and adjusted his movements. When he felt that he had mastered the key, he nocked an arrow and bent his bow like the full moon.

"call out"

"Ding"

The wooden arrow flew out, penetrated the grass target, and hit the stone.

Del ran over, pulled out the wooden arrow and came back holding it up.

Croun saw that the wooden arrowhead had split into three pieces and was no longer usable.

He opened his mouth and smiled bitterly. In order to have a better training effect, he asked Del to get the strongest bow.

Now it seems that this is not a good idea.

Either change to a weak bow, or retreat further.

"Did you get your other bows?"

Del shook his head: "I only brought one bow today. For me, the crossbow is more useful now."

Croun tried shooting with only half-drawn bow a few more times, but he felt uncomfortable practicing at all, so he stopped worrying and decided to continue practicing with full-drawn bow.

"Go and do your work, Del. I'll call you if you need help."

"Okay, my lord."

Based on experience, Crown understands that if a new offensive skill is to be displayed on the golden wall, it needs to be practiced effectively for many times before it can be successful.

He relied on Del's dictation and combined with his own archery insights to constantly adjust his state.

"shhhhh"

The sound of wooden arrows piercing the air is endless. The second-level transcendent's physical fitness is extremely good. He takes the arrow, draws the bow, aims, and shoots the arrow. His movements are very smooth and smooth.

After shooting about forty arrows, he felt a faint sense of joy rising in his heart. After pulling the bow again to shoot, a stream of insights emerged, letting him understand which actions were not done well.

A happy look flashed across Crown's face, but he did not check the skill bar of the golden wall immediately. Instead, he continued to shoot arrows quickly, quickly adjusted his posture, and calculated the trajectory of the arrow.

When all the wooden arrows in his hand were used up, he felt that he had become a standard automatic archery machine, able to accurately hit the position set in his mind.

The pale golden wall occupied his field of vision. After finding the corresponding skill, Kroun was stunned for a moment, and then felt a burst of ecstasy.

[Archery: 996/1000; Level [-]]

He didn't expect that his proficiency in archery would increase so quickly.

After thinking for a moment, he vaguely understood what was going on.

His shooting skills have reached the third level. Although the two skills are somewhat different, many aiming skills are common. Shooting also requires a clear eye and quick hands. There should be mutual promotion between the two.

Thinking of this, Crown made a note of his proficiency in shooting skills.

[Shooting: 520/5000; Level [-]]

520 proficiency level, simple and easy to remember.

He walked to the grass target and looked for any suitable wooden arrows, but he only found seven that could be used again.

Geralt is not here now. He is worried that Allen cannot cope with emergencies by himself, so he does not go out to cut branches to make wooden arrows.The areas without light in the mine were pitch black and there was thick gray fog, so there might be something big hiding there.

If an extraordinary monster appears, Allen is just a demon hunter apprentice and has no ability to deal with it. Even if he can protect himself, these miners will suffer.

After pulling the bow for more than 100 times, Crown felt his arm was a little sore and numb. He took off his leather armor and coat, took out the prepared blood-activating plaster and applied it on his right arm, and then began to sit up and meditate on the golden light spell.

He was multitasking, meditating on the Golden Light Mantra while remaining vigilant to the outside world.Some mice arrogantly walked into the light range, and he could detect them.

The whole morning was spent visualizing the golden light mantra and practicing the cross sword.

The miners ate rye bran bread with water mixed with holy water, and a piece of bacon two fingers wide and half a palm long was their snack.

After noon, Geralt came back with a tired look: "Those demonic bird monsters may have thought I was easy to bully, so they attacked me, and I cut off one of their claws before they fled away."

He threw a gray arm on the ground. Croun saw that the broken part of the arm had some traces of corrosion, and green tendrils of two centimeters long sprouted from the edges. The claws occasionally moved reflexively. Make a grabbing movement.

"I found that mithril can cause extra damage to them. These things are indeed monsters similar to vampires."

"I will shoot as an experiment, don't be scared," Crown shouted, pulled out his revolver and fired at the paw.

He looked up and asked, "How long has this claw been cut off?"

"For half an hour, the monster's body was very active," the demon hunter said, taking off the oilcloth bag behind him and starting to pack his things.

Crown took a glance and found that most of the things the other party collected were poisonous herbs and some colorful mushrooms.

Demon hunters' bodies are highly resistant to poisons. They stimulate their various abilities by taking specific poisons, but what should they do after excessive accumulation of poisons?
He pondered the doubts in his heart and continued to observe the location of the gunshot wound on the claw.

The golden spots melted away part of the flesh, and green mucus flowed from the wounds.After a while, the golden light dissipated and the wound was corroded into a slightly larger hole.

It's effective, but the effect is not strong enough. It takes multiple shots to accumulate fatal damage.

Crown came to the conclusion that there were not many bullets left, so he could only improve his archery skills quickly, otherwise, he would have to be blinded when encountering monsters that could fly and run.

Monster materials can be exchanged for money. The priest said that wizards in big cities like to dissect and study new species. He was very distressed about the corpse that was thrown away yesterday.

According to his principles, you must do the first-hand dissection yourself, firstly to understand the monster's weaknesses, and secondly, to increase the proficiency of knowledge-based skills, getting the best of both worlds.

"Have you seen enough? Give me the things." Geralt had already sorted his harvest into categories:
"If you meet a suitable buyer, you can sell this claw for a good price. How about finding time to make a round and kill two of them? It's best to catch them alive. I have the connections, and I guarantee that I can sell them at a good price."

"There will definitely be a chance, but for now we should get through this cold winter first." Crown stood up and kicked his claws to the demon hunter's side. "You will keep an eye here while I go out and get some wooden arrows."

Geralt smeared black ointment on his paws and persuaded: "Archery is easy to learn but difficult to master. If you don't have talent, you can only kill a beast. It's serious to practice your sword skills and breathing skills. Don't think about so many things every day. It's nothing." Little tricks that go a long way.”

"Maybe I can improve my archery skills." Crown picked up the oil lamp and walked outside. "Del, Balu, come with me to go out to work."

"okay."

The three of them walked out of the mine together.

The moment they walked out of the mine, a huge black shadow jumped down from above and pounced on the three of them.

Kroon sensed something was wrong, immediately started bullet time, and used skill to throw the oil lamp backward while pushing his companion behind him back into the mine.

The oil lamp landed steadily, but the two teammates fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)