The Divine Hunter

Chapter 8: Arrow in the dark night

  Chapter 8 Arrows in the Dark Night

   Densely densely wandering wildfires, it is a group of wolves with mottled fur and lean stature.

  Under the threat of the fire, they surrounded the five people not far away, and grinned at them with a grinning grin, ready to pounce at any time.

  Looking at it roughly, there are about twenty heads, and the calf-like figure makes people look cold.

  The crowd formed a circle subconsciously and pulled out the steel sword at the waist.

  Roy was spontaneously protected by the four big men, and the wolf pack was less than thirty minutes apart on the opposite side. He could smell the moldy and deteriorating flesh and blood on the pack of wolves.

  His pupils are occupied by a pair of cruel eyes full of flesh and blood.

  No matter where you have seen this group of wild predators, they are far less shocking than personal contact!

  Uncontrollably, he felt that his body began to tremble slightly. The wolves were definitely not animals in the slaughterhouse that had been **** with narcotics and streaked flowers. The fangs and claws of this group of predators can easily tear apart human skin.

   "Be careful, everyone, the beast is cunning!" Jack the one-eyed slowly waved the torch to drive away the wolves. The old sailor had obviously experienced a lot of battles when he was young, and there was no fear on his face, and he looked extremely calm.

  The butcher and the night watchman are all people who have seen blood, and they hold the steel sword in a very stable hand.

  The blacksmith stared at the brown eyes and looked around the wolves defiantly. He held the steel sword in both hands and placed it on his right waist, with the blade slanting upward like a plow in the field.

The spine is straight, the body is relaxed, and he bows slightly. The left foot is pointed at the wolves on the tip of the forefoot, and the right foot is maintained at a 45-degree angle behind the back. This Skellige’s citizen has obviously undergone professional swordsmanship training and is a sword-wielding man. The posture, the sword swing, are rigorous and smooth.

  Only Roy performed the worst in the entire team, with a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead.

   "Guys follow me and walk forward slowly. Don't panic, don't run." With Jack's calm voice, everyone is like a small fortress, slowly moving in the direction of the cemetery.

  Unexpectedly, just after two or three steps, the wolves were enraged, several high-pitched howls, and the few wolves standing in the front rushed over like a gust of wind.

   "Go!" Jack roared and kicked the wolf's head. At the same time, the white steel sword with his right hand drew an arc in the night sky and hit the wolf's thigh.

  The rushing guy screamed and limped back.

"Asshole, think I'm useless when I'm old?" Jack One-eyed didn't want to let it go so easily, but the wolf companions filled in and blocked his sword very promptly. More than one end, two ends, grinning at him. , This time they learned well, instead of rushing up directly, they ran around the old Jack, as if they were observing the weakness.

  Old Jack frantically danced his left torch and right hand steel sword to threaten him, but after all, he was too old to hold on for long, and soon the sweat from his forehead slipped and his movements became more and more difficult.

  At this time, the butcher, the blacksmith, and the night watchman are facing two to three wolves each, and they are also at a loss for themselves, and they have no time to support him for the time being.

  Outside the nearby fighting area, there are several wolves hiding in the shadows, pacing their paws like a play, ready to support.

  Long-shou must lose!

In fact, in just five minutes, the eldest old Jack was scratched by his paw without notice, and a **** wound appeared on his body instantly. He reluctantly slashed the attacker with a sword, but his strength was exhausted. The second wolf It was given to him again, and he lost his balance and fell to the side.

  The ghostly wolf shadow instantly pressed on his body and opened his blood basin.

   "Unexpectedly, I would die under the mouths of a group of beasts." Thoughts rolled in Old Jack's mind, and a sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded in his ear, followed by a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

  He got up and dazzled his eyes, and saw that the guy who pressed him just now had an arrow stuck in his waist, softly losing his life.

"Old Jack, get out of the way..." The half-sized boy behind him was kneeling on one knee, holding "Gabriel" in one hand and holding the trigger in the other. The intense tension and fear made him sweat profusely, and even his lips were shaking. .

  As soon as the battle started, Roy took out the space hand crossbow, but the wolves moved too fast and the night light was dim. He didn't find his first chance until just now.

   Fortunately, an arrow hit the target.

  The moment the arrow hit the waist of the wolf, Roy clearly saw a flash of purple light. "This is... slaughter?"

  He can probably guess that the light is the additional damage of the skill.

  Wolves, there is no doubt that they are in the hunting range of "slaughter"!

  As soon as he thought of this, there was an inexplicable hint of confidence in his heart, and the tremor of his body disappeared... He drew the bow and wound the string, shooting at the other guy who was entangled with the old Jack.

  "Whooh—"

  The sharp and subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded again, like a sickle swung by the **** of death. With the second arrow, another wolf wailed and fell to the ground.

  Roy's 6 o'clock perception was brought to the extreme.

  He felt his heart pounding and was about to jump out of his chest, the winding right hand was soft and a little weak, and the experience value rose by 20 points to 23/500, which means that a wolf represents 10 experience points.

   These two arrows boosted the morale of the night watchman, and the wolves were negatively affected, and the offensive was slowed down.

   Taking advantage of this gap, Roy shot another arrow in the thigh of the guy who was fighting with the blacksmith. When the blacksmith saw it, he looked like an angry lion, his muscular arm raised a steel sword and slashed, cutting it in two with one sword.

   Kicked through the **** remains, the blacksmith beat his chest, his face roared like blood.

  At this time, the encirclement of the wild wolf has been broken, and the blacksmith stood in the forefront with the steel sword in both hands. The few people behind him gave up the attack and turned to a thorough defense, swinging the sword to block the falling wolf shadow. While Roy was in the protection circle, as the main output, he kept releasing cold arrows until he finished shooting 20 arrows, and there were 5 more wolves on the ground, and the wolf pack was severely attenuated, and the rest finally realized that the hard bones were hard to chew. , Gave up the attack, and fled back into the deep night with his tail sandwiched.

  Almost at the same time, the five people fell on the grass with Chang Shu, and they all ran out of energy in just ten minutes of fighting. Except for Roy, he was more or less hung on his body, but all were slightly injured. After returning to the village, he was bandaged, and there was no problem after a period of training.

  Roy rested for a while, and then relaxed, watching the four blood-stained and embarrassed men around him, a wave of pride surged in his heart.

   "We survived."

"Haha, it seems that after tonight, Old Jack has another story to brag about." Old Jack grinned in pain, and slapped Roy on the shoulder suddenly, "You are very good! I thought you were a kid. It will be so scared that it will drag the team. I didn't expect to thank you tonight. I don't care if you lied to me so many crowns!"

Several men felt the same, and felt incredible. There were a total of fifteen wolf corpses on the ground. Nearly half of them were shot or killed by this half-aged boy. When they were thirteen years old, most of them were naughty bear kids. Even Skellig's Pusig has never created such a brilliant record in one night.

The blacksmith couldn't help sighing, "Fortunately, I sold you the crossbow last time, otherwise no one will be able to return today. Roy, to be honest, you were adopted by the old Moors, right? There must be elves or dwarves in your ancestors. The human archer is not so accurate!"

  Roy smiled and took the time to retrieve the arrow from the wolf carcass.

  He can't tell others his secrets. And he must admit that there is a lot of luck in this battle. After all, it is the first time he has used his crossbow in a serious battle. The wolf moves fast, and his dynamic vision is extremely difficult to follow.

  Next time, he can hit one-third of the targets, it’s amazing!

He joked casually, "I said, I was favored by Goddess of Luck, even if I aim at the air, I can hit the target." Then he glanced at the experience value (73/500), and it turned out that the wild is the most suitable place to gain experience. . But like tonight, being protected by four hunks, there are very few opportunities to release cold arrows without pressure.

Night Watchman Thomp glanced over the pocket crossbow on his wristband, and said, "This is a'Gabriel', semi-automatic, one-handed operation, very suitable for your self-defense weapon, keep it well, don’t lose it. No. Don’t just show up in front of the soldiers."

  Roy nodded.

"How are you feeling?" Fletcher interrupted the conversation. There was a wound on his left forearm. The anxiety on his face never disappeared. "Can you continue on? I'm afraid... Brandon can't wait." "

   "Of course continue!" Pusig wiped the blood off the steel sword with his sleeves, and put the sword into its sheath, "Victory is here, give up that child, and the goddess Meritelli will punish!"

  Everyone stood up in silence and headed for the cemetery again. The rest of the road was calm, and they were no longer in danger.

   "Brandon, come out quickly, dad is here to pick you up!"

  The butcher was still some distance away from the cemetery, so he couldn't help shouting into the cemetery.

  The hearts of several people lifted up, and they prayed to hear the response.

   "I feel something is wrong." When everyone entered the gravel-filled cemetery wall, Roy suddenly spoke.

   Vaguely, he had the feeling of encountering wolves again.

  Perceived beyond ordinary people, it is really very practical.

  It’s too quiet. Among the dilapidated wooden fences, there are hundreds of bones buried in the huge cemetery. In the night, tombstones are lined with gloom and weirdness.

  In the middle of the cemetery, there is a low house built, which is where the old tombkeeper Gonger lives.

   "Something's wrong, be quiet, Fletcher!" The night watchman waved his hand to signal the others to stop.

  Everyone lowered their voices.

   "You shout so loudly, even if the child is not in the cemetery, Old Gunger should have heard it."

   "No, the child is in the house! Gunger must have taken him in. They are asleep now, yes, I want to go in!"

   "What's that?!" Roy exclaimed suddenly, attracting everyone's attention. Following the direction of his finger, everyone saw a strange pothole appeared on the grass outside the cemetery.

  "This is a new tomb, the tomb of a villager who was buried only last month."

   "I remember burying that good old man Chris."

  A few people took a closer look, but saw that the lone stone tablet was pushed aside, and the place where the body was buried was empty.

  Where is the dead body? What has dug up the grave again?

"This…"

  Roy turned his face, and there was more than one pothole nearby, and several graves were cut open.

   "That wicked bastard, dare to desecrate the dead and steal the dead's property?" Pusig frowned and muttered. "The grave guard eats plain rice?"

  Roy shook his head. He noticed that Old Jack's face had become more serious and ugly than ever before, and he began to back away quietly.

   "I don't think this is like a human thing?"

  A deep chill came to my heart.

  (End of this chapter)

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