strictlysupreme Chapter 114 Trying to run away after shooting an arrow? Hunt!
Chapter 114 Trying to run away after shooting an arrow? Hunt!
Chapter 114 Trying to run away after shooting an arrow? Hunt!
Jiang Ming immediately spotted the last remaining goblin overseer on the battlefield—the guy was riding a huge dire wolf, wielding a fairly well-made-looking machete, and trying to reorganize the fleeing soldiers.
That was the commander of this unit.
Jiang Ming stomped his foot, and the cement ground cracked open, creating a deep, spiderweb-like pit.
He leaped into the air, raising his sword high with both hands, and slashed at the giant goblin overlord like a god descending to earth.
The goblin overlord sensed a deadly threat and roared as it raised its axe to parry.
"clang-!!!"
The deafening clang of metal clashing even drowned out the noise of the battlefield.
The axe, struck by the horse-slaying sword, broke in half after only half a second.
The black greatsword, its momentum undiminished, fell in two, cleaving the warlord and the dire wolf beneath him in two.
Fresh blood splattered all over Jiang Ming, flowing down through the gaps in his mask.
He stood atop the pile of corpses, leaning on his sword with one hand, surveying his surroundings.
The battlefield had now become a one-sided slaughterhouse.
The air was filled with that nauseating smell of rust, mixed with the goblin's distinctive sour stench, which even the evening breeze of the Glimmering Woods couldn't dispel.
On the cement ground at the school gate, dark green blood formed a stream that flowed down the drainage ditch.
The corpses were piled up like small mountains, and severed limbs were everywhere.
The Blackrock Ogre, who had just performed a great service, was sitting atop a pile of corpses, clutching half of the Great Goblin Overseer's body and eating with gusto.
Its cloudy yellow eyes shone with a simple joy—for it, this was paradise, where it was well-fed and spared the whipping.
"vomit--"
Several freshmen with weaker mental fortitude were leaning against the wall, vomiting uncontrollably, almost bringing up bile.
"Get to work now that you're done vomiting!" Zhao Yanzhi, still holding the blood-dripping spiked club, kicked a dazed boy in the butt. "Before the blood congeals, strip everything usable! Weapons, leather armor, and the pelts of those dire wolves—they're all materials!"
The scholarly air about Zhao Yanzhi is long gone; he looks exactly like a bandit leader who just crawled out of a pile of corpses.
Jiang Ming ignored these trivial matters.
He stood beside the warlord's body, which had been split in two, and bent down to pick up the broken axe.
[Fine Iron Mountain-Splitting Axe (Damaged)]
[Quality: White]
[Note: Although it's broken, it's solid high-quality iron, excellent material for remelting and rebuilding.]
"These green-skinned dwarfs are quite rich." Jiang Ming casually tossed the broken axe into his storage card, then rummaged around the warlord's waist for a while and pulled out a heavy leather money bag.
Upon opening it, they found dozens of silver coins and a few low-quality gems inside.
Just then, the cannibal, who was enjoying his meal, suddenly stopped chewing.
Its large, fan-like ears twitched, and its nose, which was originally used to tear apart chunks of meat, suddenly twitched twice into the air, emitting a low growl from its throat, similar to that of a wild dog guarding its food.
"Um?"
Jiang Ming's current perception level is as high as 13 points, which is almost twice that of an average person.
The moment the cannibal reacted, he also sensed something was wrong.
The wind has changed.
It wasn't the rustling sound of natural wind blowing through the leaves, but rather the whistling sound of some extremely sharp object tearing through the air.
"Get down!"
Jiang Ming let out a loud shout, and at the same time instinctively raised his left arm to protect his face.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
"6
More than a dozen dark figures shot out from the depths of the dense forest two hundred meters away.
The speed was astonishing, and the force was outrageously great.
"Clang! Clang!"
Two sharp arrows struck Jiang Ming's breastplate and arm guards with precision, sparking a string of dazzling sparks.
The immense impact made his arm go slightly numb. Although the arrow was deflected by the Silver Knight's full-body armor, it left two distinct white spots on its smooth surface.
This is definitely not one of those crudely made wooden arrows from goblins!
"what!"
A scream came from behind.
A boy who was digging up a corpse collapsed to the ground, clutching his thigh. A dark green arrow had pierced through his thigh muscle, the arrowhead deeply embedded in the concrete.
"Enemy attack! Take cover!"
Wang Yang reacted the fastest, grabbing the Dead Wolf next to him to shield him, while dragging the boy who was groaning on the ground after being shot with an arrow to the corner of the wall.
Jiang Ming didn't move.
Wearing his heavy armor that looked like a can, he strode to the center of the school gate, his deep eyes fixed on the direction from which the arrows were coming.
It was pitch black there, with only the shadows of trees swaying under the red moon, as if there was nothing there at all.
"A cowardly rat hiding its head and tail."
Jiang Ming sneered, bent down and picked up a stone from the ground. With the help of that terrifying power, he flung the stone away like a cannonball.
"Bang!"
Two hundred meters away, a large tree was smashed in half, with wood chips flying everywhere.
But there was no movement from that side, and no more arrows were fired in retaliation.
"They ran away?" Li Bin peeked out from behind a goalpost. "These bastards, they fired one round and then ran? Are they here to disgust us?"
They really did run away.
In Jiang Ming's perception, those malicious auras were rapidly receding into the distance, moving at an extremely fast speed and becoming very dispersed, clearly indicating that they were veterans of jungle warfare.
This made him very unhappy.
Having just won a great victory and preparing to reap the spoils, they were suddenly riddled with bullets like target practice, without even seeing a single person.
It's like eating hotpot and singing a song, and suddenly someone spits phlegm into the pot—it's extremely disgusting.
"roar--!!!"
Just as Jiang Ming was about to give up the pursuit, the big guy sitting on the pile of trees suddenly went berserk.
The Blackrock Ogre slammed the half-corpse in its hand to the ground, its yellow eyes instantly turning bloodshot.
It leaped down from the pile of corpses, its huge feet pounding the ground.
It didn't run around blindly, but like a giant hunting dog, it lay down on the ground and took a deep sniff of the arrow that had fallen to the ground.
"Woo-woo-woo!"
It let out a strange roar, pointed in a direction deep in the forest, and its fat body trembled with excitement.
"It smelled it?" Zhao Yanzhi was taken aback. "This thing has that function?"
Jiang Ming's eyes lit up.
Ogres may not be very bright, but they are natural experts at tracking their prey.
Their noses are more accurate than radar, especially towards enemies that have harmed them in the past or those with distinctive scents.
"Looks like someone doesn't want us to sleep tonight."
Jiang Ming stretched his neck, making a series of cracking sounds.
He turned and glanced at Wang Yang: "You take the men to defend the base and clean up the battlefield."
"Brother Jiang, are you going to chase them?" Wang Yang asked anxiously. "It's too dark in that forest, what if there's an ambush—"
"ambush?"
Jiang Ming's lips curled into a ferocious smile as he reached out and patted the ogre's broad back.
"This big guy didn't eat enough earlier, so let's take him for a treat."
After saying that, he turned and mounted the warhorse that had been prepared beforehand, hanging the black iron horse-slaying sword beside the saddle.
"Big guy, lead the way! The fattest one you catch is yours!"
"roar!"
Upon hearing that there was food, the cannibal's morning grumpiness instantly turned into motivation.
It roared as it charged out of the school gate, landing on all fours like a charging rhinoceros, carving a path through the dense bushes.
Jiang Ming spurred his horse, and the warhorse neighed as it charged into the dark forest.
The nights in the shimmering woodland are never quiet, but tonight, the tranquility here has been utterly shattered.
"Boom—"
"6
The Blackrock Ogre rampaged through the dense forest, and thorns, vines, and bushes were like paper in front of its thick-skinned body.
It didn't need to figure out its direction at all; that damn smell was right ahead, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
That's the taste of "pointed ears".
For cannibals, this taste represents pain and humiliation.
The collar around its neck was put on it by these pointed ears.
"Run faster! Haven't you eaten?"
Jiang Ming followed behind on his warhorse, carrying a powerful flashlight he had taken from Zhao Yanzhi.
The beams of light swayed wildly through the forest, startling countless birds into flight.
He didn't care at all whether his location would be exposed.
Now, he is clad in a set of excellent heavy armor, with a strength of 20 points. He carries a horse-slaying sword that can split rocks in his hand. Even if a Tyrannosaurus Rex stood in front of him, he would dare to go up and slap it twice.
A few hundred meters ahead.
A five-person elf scout team is leaping swiftly through the treetops.
They wore gray-green leather armor, their faces painted with camouflage paint, and moved as lightly as leaves in the wind.
But at this moment, the faces of these usually arrogant "jungle ghosts" were filled with terror.
"Damn it! How could that idiot be hanging out with that Tin Man!"
The lead elven scout, Ysera, glanced back.
Through the gaps in the leaves, she could clearly see the trail of destruction and billowing dust behind her.
The black rock ogre was like a runaway bulldozer, relentlessly biting their tails, and the distance between them was constantly shrinking.
"Captain, we can't shake it! Its sense of smell is too keen!"
A young elf nearby was panting heavily; she had twisted her ankle earlier and her speed had noticeably slowed down.
"Split up and run!" Ysera decided immediately. "Lead them towards the swamp! That Tin Man on horseback can't get into the swamp!"
"Trying to run away?"
A cold voice suddenly boomed above them, like the whisper of death.
Isera felt her hair stand on end and abruptly looked up.
A silver-white figure, seemingly out of nowhere, abandoned its warhorse and swung into the air using a thick vine.
Jiang Ming loosened the vines in mid-air and fell like a meteorite, his target the young elf who was at the back.
"For the Queen!" the young elf screamed, drawing a bone dagger in her hand to try and parry.
"clang!
""
The fragile bone dagger is nothing more than a toothpick in front of the Black Iron Horse-Slaying Sword.
The massive sword, carrying terrifying wind pressure, smashed the dagger in two, and with its remaining force, slammed into the elf's back.
"puff!"
The elf, like a mosquito swatted by a fly swatter, fell from the tree trunk in a starfish shape, crashing heavily onto the muddy ground covered with decaying leaves. It spat out a mouthful of blood two meters away, its spine clearly shattered into pieces.
"Since you're here, don't leave."
Jiang Ming landed, his combat boots sinking half an inch into the soft soil.
He slung the greatsword over his shoulder with one hand, his eyes beneath the mask coldly scanning the other four figures in the tree.
"You lowly human! You are declaring war on all the fallen elves of the Pale Woods!"
Ysera stood on a high tree branch, holding up the exquisite longbow, the arrowhead pointed at Jiang Ming's eyes, her voice trembling slightly.
That attack was terrifying.
That kind of pure violent aesthetics is completely irrational.
"Declare war?"
Jiang Ming scoffed as if he'd heard a joke, "When you shot that arrow at my head, didn't you think it was a declaration of war? Now that you can't win, you start talking about reason?"
"roar!"
At that moment, the Blackrock Ogre finally arrived.
It emerged from the bushes and immediately spotted the young elf convulsing on the ground.
It rubbed its hands excitedly, about to reach out and grab it, but was stopped by a glare from Jiang Ming.
"Those are spoils of war, not a buffet," Jiang Ming said coldly. "Go and shake those birds down from the tree."
The ogre whimpered pitifully, but that didn't stop it from venting its anger on the creatures in the tree.
It walked to the big tree where Ysera was, wrapped its arms around the trunk that was as thick as two people could hug, its muscles bulging and its veins protruding like earthworms.
"rise!"
With a sickening cracking sound, the towering tree was actually uprooted by the monster and half of it began to shake violently.
"Madmen! They're all madmen!"
The tree sprites were now in complete panic.
They were able to walk on the trees as if on flat ground because the trees were stable. Now that the trees are about to fall, how can they hide?
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
Ysera no longer cared about the glory of being a queen and turned to jump onto another tree.
"It's too late."
Jiang Ming pulled out a [Blinding Flashbang] from his lower back; it was one of the remaining stock from his previous synthesis.
Pull the ring, count down, throw.
The movements were fluid and graceful.
"Close your eyes!" Jiang Ming shouted in a low voice, and closed his eyes first.
Although the cannibal was stupid, it carried out its master's orders thoroughly, immediately covering its eyes with its two large hands.
The elves were so focused on finding a place to land that they had no time to react.
"Buzz—!!!"
A beam of white light, a hundred times more dazzling than the midday sun, exploded in the tree canopy.
That intense light was a devastating blow to elves who were used to the dim forest environment and had excellent eyesight.
"Ah! My eyes!"
"I can't see anything! I can't see anything at all!"
Screams echoed throughout the room.
The three elves fell straight down from the tree, crashing to the ground like ripe fruit.
Although Isera managed to grab the branch, her eyes were filled with tears, and she had completely lost her sense of direction.
Jiang Ming opened his eyes, picked up his sword, and walked over.
Instead of rushing to kill them, he kicked them one by one like a football, knocking out the three elves who were still screaming and covering their eyes.
Finally, he walked to the still swaying tree and looked up at the scout captain who was still clinging tightly to the branch.
"I'll give you two choices."
Jiang Ming's voice was calm, but to Isera it sounded more terrifying than a demon.
"First, jump down and become my prisoner."
He paused, then gently tapped the tree trunk with the greatsword in his hand.
"Second, I'll have this big guy knock down the tree, and then I'll tear you to pieces."
,
The ogre next to him cooperated perfectly by opening its mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and drooling all over the tree.