Chapter 1601: one strike

Three inches below the arrow, there is an obvious bend, pinch the upper and lower ends of the bend, and click lightly. Only a few light clicks, the tough body of the arrow broke in two!
It is enough to see the power of the fruit that was thrown.
Just as I was astonished, Achilles moved again. He paused with his feet and jumped up in place. It was more than three meters high. He folds easily. He only listens to the crackling, adult-thick tree. The branch was broken by him.
His feet landed steadily, and he squeezed the branch in his hand, suddenly showing a stern expression, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the branch out.
The branch is straight and extends forward at an angle of 30 degrees. The more it extends, the thicker the two sides become narrower. When the end of the branch is reached, it is sharp enough to cut vegetables.
At first glance, the broken branch of the tree looked like a naturally formed short spear.
He saw Achilles holding a tree branch, his body slightly sideways, his right arm leaning back, and his left arm forward, like an athlete throwing a javelin.
In the next moment, he suddenly exerted his force, and the branches of the tree looked like missiles from the warehouse, and they passed through the forest with a terrifying gust of wind. After the blink of an eye, there was a roar, the sawdust was splashing, the stones were flying, and it was shocked. The beasts scattered in the forest and the birds collided.
The rumbling in my ears continued, and I was shocked by this terrorist attack. For a while, my mind was blank, forgetting the exhortation of the fairy queen, and forgot the thrill of being assassinated before, even if I was holding the fruit in my hand. I have forgotten everything.
When all the smoke disappeared, I withdrew my gaze, stared blankly at the empty palm of my hand, and then subconsciously looked around a few times, and finally my eyes stayed in the grass, on the red fruit that had been bitten.
After a long silence, I raised my head and looked at Achilles, who was still sitting back where he was eating, and muttered, "Is this...your full blow?"
Achilles put down the fruit and said, "No."
"Fuck..."
After eating the fruit, I walked quickly to the grass where the branch hit.
At this time, there is no longer any grassland, but a piece of land where no grass grows.
In the middle of the land, a vague pool of flesh and blood is stuck there, making it difficult to distinguish what it once looked like.
My eyes twitched, I stepped forward slowly, squatted down and looked for a long time, and finally found a few fragments of wood from the broken meat. The edges of the wood are regular, and the remaining surface is smooth and flat. I can see that it is a medium-sized crossbow bolt. Unique parts.
But I am not an expert, it is difficult to tell which kind of crossbow it is from these broken parts, let alone the identity of the person from the mess.
Thinking of this, my face was bitter, I rummaged and picked up, collected some barely complete pieces of wood, and put them in a bag before returning to the original place.
Achilles ate the last fruit, discarded the core, clapped his hands, and said, "You are also an adventurer who has experienced hardships. How come you become so listless after only one assassination?"
I sighed, and said, "Assassinations are familiar to me as commonplace. How could I be stunned by an assassination? The reason why I am so powerless is not related to the assassination, but the person who assassinated me. , Has become a pool of rotten meat that is not in shape, and the bow and crossbow that it holds have also been blasted into debris. The only part that can be collected is still complete."
With that said, I took out the pieces of wood from my pocket and showed it to him.
Achilles frowned slightly, and said, "It seems that I have taken too heavy a shot."
"It's not to blame you" I shook my head and said, "It's me. In an emergency, the attack may be more severe and heavier. I only blame this assassin. He is not strong enough and he forcibly assassinates it. Not to mention the mud, but also blinded a piece of grass..."
Achilles looked dumbfounded.
After this, the two of us walked for a long time.
It may be because the previous performance was too shocking, or it may be that there was only one assassin. Anyway, during this period of time after that, I never encountered a deadly weapon or found any stalkers.
Back home, it was almost dusk.
Kagali and the others had returned long ago and were pulling Emily to try on clothes in the room.
I leaned on the sofa, first stretched my waist greatly, then took the wooden slats and sawdust from my pocket, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it to Lilea, and said, "Help me see."
Sitting across from me, Lilea was wiping the delicate crossbow with a clean handkerchief. Seeing that I was pushing a small pile of wood waste to her, she looked at my eyes suspiciously, and when she saw that I was not joking, she picked it up. One of them, take a closer look.
After a while, she picked up another piece, fiddled with it a few times, put it back on the coffee table, and picked up the next piece.
In this way, Lilya can have half an hour of tinkering, the original fragmented broken pieces of wood were assembled by her into an exquisite strip-shaped part. Although a considerable part of this part is damaged, it can still be seen. Appearance-that is a crossbow crossbow.
"This is a medium-sized crossbow" Li Leia said: "It's not a product from Moonlight City. Look here..."
She pointed to the two sections and the middle of the horizontal frame, and said seriously: "The two sections of the crossbeam of our Moonlight City are curved outwards, and this one is curved inwards, and here in the middle. The size of each groove is different. The purpose is to ensure that the arrow path does not deviate when counting arrows. However, this beam is different. It has only one groove, although the polishing method is more delicate , But it's still far from our means."
My family means?
Are you referring to the methods of the elves or the methods of the goblins?
Thinking like this in my heart, I didn't dare to say it, so I asked: "In your judgment, will the person using this crossbow be a human or someone of other race?"
"Anyway, the decent army of Moonlight City will definitely not be able to use it," Lilya said: "Each of them is better than this. Other than that, I can't confirm who will use it. After all, this thing is sold in other towns except Moonlight City, and the price is very cheap."
"That's it" I was a little discouraged, and leaned on the sofa again, twisting my eyebrows and thinking.
Lilea stared at me for a while, and sighed, while wiping the delicate crossbow, she said: "Why, you were assassinated again today?"
"No," I said in a daze: "I was shot by an arrow but missed."
"Isn't this a good thing?" Lilea said: "Do you want to be shot?"
"It's not." I shook my head. "It's just that Achilles was there at the time, and in a hurry, he directly came to record the remote throw, and blasted the assassin, together with several square meters of grass around him, into scum. When I went to check the situation in front, I saw a piece of ground meat, not even a fist-sized piece, and finally I could find a complete clue, just this pile of incomplete pieces of wood. "
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