Chapter 8

With the blessing of perspective, punk sees that there are about six or seven green monsters hidden in the one person tall bush. This is goblin, a common novice monster in both Phelan's plane and the earth's online games.

Goblin is related to goblins. Although history and genes have proved this, no goblins will admit it. After all, although goblins civilization has declined, the imaskaki empire of that year has a great reputation in many aspects! Goblin has remained uncivilized since ancient times. No wonder goblins despise these "poor relatives".

Goblin is only as tall as a child. He has a large hawk nose, a big head out of proportion to his body, and a ragged animal fur. He looks more like a group of hungry people than robbers. In fact, they are really bullying, but it does not mean that they are not dangerous.

They are no less powerful than adults and have the same dexterity as apes. Generally speaking, they need two ordinary militia to deal with a goblin. The combat effectiveness of these goblins is equivalent to that of a militia team!

Judging from the location of goblin's ambush, their original target should be a group of reindeer coming to the river to drink water in the distance. After all, their short legs are not competent for the speed work of "hunting"!

But now this group of IQ owed little monsters obviously changed their target, they clenched the stone axe's small fist, which means that they are aiming at the closer and weaker punk!

But punk is not a weak game.

He was very calm to stop, from the robe pocket out of a small piece of rabbit grease!

Generally, creatures with IQ above 50 should choose to evade immediately when they see the mage taking out the casting materials, but these ignorant goblins still think they have not been found, and they are looking forward to the "prey" coming closer and launching a surprise attack at one stroke!

With the triple assistance of casting materials, gestures and spells, punk easily released the apprentice level summoning spell greasy spell in less than two seconds.

A large group of astral oil is created by the soul, and then summoned to reality by the magic power. A small piece of rabbit oil has disappeared. Instead, it is a ball of Basketball Size astral oil flashing white light. With the completion of the last syllable of the spell, this group of astral oil hides in goblins under the effect of the small ejection array of the magic structure The speed of a large bush shooting away is not fast, which is equivalent to the speed of a catapult shooting stones. It can't compare with the speed of the sniper rifle level of secondary ejection. But even so, it's not that this group is still unknown, so goblin can react.

StarWorld oil poured the Bush and goblin inside. The little monsters were startled. They jumped up and wanted to leave the Bush, but the greasy StarWorld oil soon made them fall to the ground. They struggled, but they didn't have a chance to get up again!

As soon as greasy magic was released, punk began to prepare for the next magic. This time, the magic he released is the simplest magic in the plastic energy system - Mini fireball.

The damage of this spell is very low. Its main function is to make fire, but when it is used in combination with greasy spell, the field control spell has great power.

Because the mini fireball technique is really simple, punk only took about a second to complete. The orange red fireball the size of a ping-pong ball flew out immediately after the greasy technique. Almost when the goblins were slipping, the mini fireball hit the Bush covered with star oil.

The shining white StarWorld oil is more flammable than punk thought. The whole Bush soon turns into a big fireball. The black smoke diffuses on the top of the bush. The burning of StarWorld oil produces a high temperature of nearly 1000 degrees. Even in the early morning when the temperature is still low, it also makes the fireball Bush produce a circle of inflammation within one meter of the straight path. As for the poor goblins inside In addition to a few "little firemen" with thick skin armor, they also rushed out of the bushes and rolled over the grass nearby. Most of the others only had time to make a chilling scream and turned into a mass of coke.

The big fire ignited by Xingjie oil is burning fast. After about a minute, all the flames are extinguished. After all, there is still a lot of water in the plants in the tender season.

With only a few wisps of gray smoke also dissipated in the wind, the miserable scene on the ground was exposed without any concealment. The Bush had been burnt out at the beginning of the combustion, and now there are only a few barely visible coke on the ground.

Punk saw this situation, easily whistled, strode to the bodies burned into coke, punk kicked a few pieces of "coke" with the sole of his shoes, but there was nothing except a few pieces of baked black stone tools.

"Sure enough, this is a real world. It's better not to dream about falling objects.".

Punk rubbed the soles of his shoes on a stone by the river, turned his mouth dissatisfied, and then went on the road.

Walking down the river, punk remembers the goblin corpses killed by his regiment. Surprisingly, there is no nausea, and even a faint excitement appears from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it's because it's not in shape!Punk really think this is a good thing, which proves that their mind has adapted to the world of the jungle.

Along the river, the river gently patted the bank. Due to the blue light on the fish corner, the whole river was scattered with blue light spots. In the sky, two suns, one big, one small, one red and one orange, slowly moved to the center.

At a little after noon, a village came into the eyes of punk.

This village has the most typical feature of medieval villages - poverty.

Around the village, there is a fence made of branches of different lengths. The broken fence is not so much to defend against wild animals as to delimit a boundary for the village. Large areas of irregular and scattered farmland are separated by winding paths. Far away from the "piled" shack is the villagers' house. Now there are many villagers working in the field If it's night, it's hard to believe that they are skeletons of the dead. Now these villagers are weeding the farmland with wooden tools. Next to them, another tall man with a ferocious face is patrolling the field with a whip. When he comes across someone who works slowly, he lashes hard. Most of the peasants here are landlords, and the farming system of Phelan's plane is landlord system.

With the introduction of punk, some farmers secretly look at the well-dressed, handsome punk.

However, when they saw the wand in Punk's hand and the robe on Punk's body, they all lowered their heads and continued weeding as if they had not seen them. Only a few children, even if they were dragged by adults, looked back curiously from time to time.

Punk has no time to pay attention to the reaction of these villagers. He is disappointed when he finds that this is just a dilapidated village, but even the poorest village will communicate with the outside world. Punk hopes to get information about the town.

Of course, he didn't ask about the villagers who didn't know one of the big characters, so he waved to the tall man who looked like a dog.

"You, come here and tell me which noble manor the village is.".

Punk said without expression, not big or small, so that the tall man can hear.

Just now, the tall man, who was fierce to the peasants, heard that the mage from somewhere was calling him. He was scared and ran over with a smart, trembling and slight trot.

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