Chapter 1601 One Blow

Three inches below the arrow, there is an obvious bend. Hold the upper and lower ends of the bend and press it gently. You will hear a few soft clicks, and the tough arrow body will be broken into two pieces!

This shows how powerful the thrown fruit is.

Just when I was surprised, Achilles made another move. He paused with his feet and jumped up high, more than three meters high. He folded it smoothly, and there was only a crunching sound. The tree was as thick as an adult's wrist. The branch was broken off by him.

With his feet firmly on the ground, he weighed the tree branch in his hand. Suddenly a stern expression appeared on his face. He waved his arm and threw the tree branch with a whoosh.

The branches of this tree are straight, and the fracture extends forward at an angle of thirty degrees. The further it extends, the wider and thinner the sides become. By the time the branches end, they are sharp enough to cut vegetables.

At first glance, this broken tree branch suddenly looks like a short, naturally formed spear.

Achilles is seen holding a tree branch, his body is slightly sideways, his right arm is thrown back, and his left arm is forward, looking like an athlete throwing a javelin.

The next moment, he suddenly exerted force, and the branches of the tree were like missiles coming out of the warehouse, carrying the frightening wind, passing through the forest. After a blink of an eye, there was a roar and explosion, sawdust scattered, stones flying, and people were shocked. All the animals in the forest were scattered, and the birds collided with each other.

The rumbling in my ears persisted. I was shocked by this terrifying attack. For a moment, my mind went blank. I forgot the fairy queen’s earnest warnings, the thrill of being assassinated before, and even whether I was holding the fruit in my hand. Everything has been forgotten.

When everything disappeared, I withdrew my gaze, looked blankly at the empty palms, then subconsciously glanced around a few times, and finally my eyes rested on the red fruit that had been bitten in the grass nest.

After a long silence, I raised my head and looked at Achilles, who was still sitting back and chewing the fruit, and murmured: "Is this... your full blow?"

Achilles put down the fruit and said, "No."

"Fuck."

After I finished eating the fruit, I quickly walked to the patch of grass where the tree branch hit.

At this time, it was no longer a grassland, but a piece of land without any grass.

In the middle of the land, there was a blur of flesh and blood, so thick that it was difficult to tell what it once looked like.

My eye sockets twitched, I walked forward slowly, squatted down and looked through it for a long time, and finally found several broken pieces of wood among the pieces of meat. The edges of the pieces were regular, and the remaining surfaces were smooth and flat. I could tell at a glance that they were medium-sized crossbow arrows. unique parts.

But I am not an expert. It is difficult to identify what kind of crossbow it is from these broken parts, let alone the identity of the person from this mess of flesh.

Thinking of this, I looked bitter, rummaged through it, collected some scraps of wood that were barely complete, put them into a bag, and then returned to where they were.

Achilles ate the last fruit, threw away the core, clapped his hands, and said, "You are also an adventurer who has experienced hardships. Why did you become so listless after just one assassination?"

I sighed and said: "Assassinations are as familiar to me as a daily routine. How could I be so frightened and listless after being assassinated once? The reason why I am so powerless has nothing to do with the assassination, but the person who assassinated me. , has turned into a shapeless pile of rotten flesh, and the bow and crossbow it held was also blown into pieces. These are the only intact parts that can be collected."

As I said that, I took out the pieces of wood from my pocket and showed them to him.

Achilles frowned slightly and said, "It seems that I struck too hard."

"It's not your fault." I shook my head and said, "If it were me, in a desperate situation, I might be more ruthless and heavier. I only blame this assassin for not being strong enough and forcibly assassinating him. It's like giving away food and getting himself bombed." Not to mention turning it into mud, it also blinded a piece of grass in vain."

Achilles looked confused.

After that, we walked for a long time.

Maybe it was because the previous performance was too shocking, or maybe it was because there was only one assassin. Anyway, in the following period, I never encountered a deadly hidden weapon, nor did I find any stalkers.

When I got home, it was almost dusk.

Cagalli and the others had already returned and were taking Emily to try on clothes in the room.

I sat back on the sofa, stretched my waist a lot, then took out the wood sticks and sawdust from my pocket, put them on the coffee table, pushed them to Lilea, and said, "Help me take a look."

Lilea, who was sitting opposite me, was wiping a delicate crossbow with a clean handkerchief. When she saw me pushing a small pile of scrap wood to her, she glanced at me suspiciously. Seeing that I had no intention of joking, she picked up the crossbow. Take a closer look at one of the pieces.

After a while, she picked up another piece, fiddled with it a few times, put it back on the coffee table, and then picked up the next piece.

In this way, Lilea tinkered for half an hour. The originally scattered broken wood pieces were assembled by her into an exquisite bar-shaped part. Although a considerable part of this part was damaged, its general shape could still be seen. It looks like - it's the crossbar of a crossbow.

"This is a medium-sized crossbow," Lillea said, "It's not a product produced in Moonlight City. Look here."

She pointed at the two sections and the middle of the crossbar, and said seriously: "Our Moonlight City's crossbow beam has two sections that are curved outwards, while this one is curved inward, and there are several in the middle. Each groove has a different size. The purpose is to ensure that the arrow path does not deviate when several arrows are fired. But this beam is different. It only has one groove, although the polishing method is more precise. , but it is still far inferior to our clan’s means.”

My clan’s method?

Are you referring to the methods of the elves or the methods of the goblins?

I was thinking this in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out loud, so I asked: "In your opinion, will the person using this crossbow be a human race or someone from some other race?"

"Anyway, the decent troops in Moonlight City will definitely not be able to use it," Lillea said: "Every crossbow among them is better than this one. 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, frowning and thinking.

Lilea stared at me for a while, and then exhaled. While wiping the delicate crossbow, she said, "What, you were assassinated again today?"

"That's right," I said wistfully, "I was shot with an arrow and missed."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Lilea said: "Do you want to be shot?"

"That's not true." I shook my head and said, "It's just that Achilles was also present at that time. In desperation, he directly made a long-range throw, which smashed the assassin and several square meters of grass around him into rubbish. , when I went to the front to check the situation, what I saw was a pile of broken meat, not even a fist-sized piece could be found. The only complete clue I could find was this pile of incomplete wood fragments. "