There were still three arrows left in Roddy's hand. The remaining Orc seemed to have finally understood what had happened to him. He immediately gave up on chasing the three humans in front of him and charged straight at Roddy!
The Orc's body was huge, his face was ferocious, and his muscles were as thick as a beast's. Although he was still forty meters away, with his strong explosive power, he could reach Roddy in less than five seconds. The three scouts who were being chased earlier noticed this and stared at Roddy with wide eyes, as if they could already see him being torn to pieces.
There was nothing else. These scouts could not even think of a "human defeating an Orc" in their minds. They were already scared out of their wits and had completely lost the will to fight back. One of them opened his mouth and wanted to shout the word "run", but because of his trembling, he could not say it clearly.
But soon enough, the three scouts stopped running.
In the distance, Roddy, who was waiting for the Orc to charge at him, was focused on the front. He seemed to have forgotten the pain in his chest and knees. He was expressionless as he once again nocked his bow, pulled it, and released it.
"Pu!"
The Orc's right collarbone was hit by the arrow, causing his arm movements to become extremely stiff. His overall speed was reduced by 20%.
"Pu!"
When the second arrow was shot, the Orc was already fifteen meters away from Roddy. The arrow's power was greatly increased due to the speed at which the Orc was charging at him. It directly pierced through the Orc's thigh.
In the midst of the pain, the Orc's body involuntarily lost its balance. He should not have been in such a sorry state, but because he could not move his arm freely, he fell completely. After hitting the ground with a "thud", he continued to roll towards Roddy due to inertia.
Roddy, who had not moved even half a step, did not even blink as he watched the huge body finally roll to a meter in front of him.
Taking a step forward, raising his leg, Roddy stomped hard on the Orc's neck. The sound of his Adam's apple and neck bones breaking was unusually clear.
The Orc's head appeared to be twisted at a strange angle. After his entire body twitched for a while, there was no more movement.
"Phew —"
Roddy heaved a sigh of relief. He cursed in his heart that his body had deteriorated to such an extent. Enduring the pain in his chest, he bent down and pulled out an unbroken arrow from the Orc's body. Then, he walked towards the struggling Orcs.
After estimating the effects of the previous few arrows, even without any notification, Roddy had a rough idea of the relationship between his current attack power and the opponent's health. He gripped the short bow in his hand and slowly drew the bowstring.
Not far away, an orc endured the pain and pulled out the arrow from his leg. He stood up with a limp, but before he could take two steps, an arrow pierced through his head. His brain matter suddenly sprayed all over the ground.
There was no reason for Roddy to miss a thirty-meter target.
There were still two arrows left.
Roddy muttered in his heart, his gaze fixed on the remaining Orcs in the distance. He was extremely focused. This was the biggest reason why a "technical geek" could surpass ordinary people. When he entered this state, the only purpose of his brain's work was to complete the set goals that he had set. For example, the unscathed clearing process that could be uploaded on the internet, or the horrifying music game that could only be played by an octopus, or …
In the shortest time possible, with the limited and simple weapons at hand … kill all the enemies.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, this slightly absurd scene played out on the Nehemiah Plains. Roddy was taking slow and arduous steps towards the remaining three Orcs, giving them an indescribable sense of oppression.
One of the Orcs stood up unsteadily. In the next moment, Roddy raised his hand and shot an arrow through his throat. Then, he pinched the last arrow and continued forward.
The two remaining Orcs were still in a daze from the beginning of the chase until now, when they were almost completely annihilated. At this moment, they realized that their "teammate" with the horn bow had fallen to the ground with an arrow in his body, and the rest of their comrades were all dead …
Everything seemed to be because of this pale and weak human with a chest full of blood in front of them.
"Roddy? You're still alive?! "
The remaining human soldiers in the distance finally accepted the fact that he had single-handedly killed all of the enemies. To them, this scene was simply unimaginable, because this fellow who had saved their lives was actually the weakest and most spineless of the entire scout team!
In their impression, a coward who could not even hold a sword had actually killed all the Orcs with a short bow?
The surviving scouts were as confused as the Orc. Only when one of them realized that Roddy only had one arrow left in his hand did they remember that they actually had the ability to kill the Orcs.
"What are you waiting for? Go and kill those bastards! "
The vice-captain of the scout team was called Carter. At this moment, he also came to his senses and shouted. He did not think about how he had ostracized Roddy in the past and rushed towards the Orcs in front of him. At this moment, Roddy had also shot the last arrow and killed one of the two remaining Orcs.
"Boom."
The heavy body fell to the ground. The last Orc on the battlefield looked at Roddy who was already five meters away from him and was stunned. Looking at the bodies of his comrades that were gradually turning cold, he roared angrily and dragged his crippled leg to get up. He waved his wooden stick and staggered towards Roddy.
In the distance, vice-captain Carter was rushing towards them. However, he realized that he could not help Roddy kill the last Orc. Seeing the giant stick in the Orc's hand falling down, he cursed in his heart. Why is this bastard so stupid to actually run to the enemy …
Idiot! You will be killed if you do that!
However, he did not know that when the geek Roddy wanted to kill someone, all his actions were built on the basis of calm thinking and judgment.
The giant stick fell as if it was going to smash Roddy into meat paste. However, the moment the Orc raised his hand, Roddy took a step to the side. He did not roll to dodge, but moved his body half a meter away. In the next moment, the stick almost brushed past his body and smashed onto the ground!
There was a dull thud, but the Orc found that he didn't hit anything.
This scene almost made Vice-captain Carter, who was not far away, drop his jaw.
"This can't —"
Before he could finish muttering, he saw Roddy's body move in a strange manner. He leisurely raised his leg and kicked the back of the Orc's knee. The timing was perfect. Just as the Orc lost his balance and knelt on the ground, he casually raised his hand and put the bowstring on the thick neck of the Orc …
In the next moment, Roddy's body was like a spring. Standing behind the Orc, he suddenly pulled the bowstring. The bowstring was strangled to the Orc's throat, and the Orc wanted to pull it away. However, Roddy raised his feet and stepped on the Orc's back. He used all his strength to pull back, and when the bowstring was at an acute angle, he suddenly twisted the bow in his hand …
The Orc's eyes suddenly widened. He frantically tried to pull the bowstring that was strangling his neck, but found that no matter how much strength he used, it was useless …
Roddy just silently pulled back without moving, letting the Orc's hands struggle helplessly. However, he did not have any other expression.
In just a minute, the Orc gave up resisting, and finally died from suffocation.
His eyes protruded out, and the originally green skin on his face turned dark purple. He died in an extremely tragic manner.
The three scouts who escaped previously had already arrived behind Roddy. However, when they saw the scene of corpses, they collectively fell silent. None of them actually dared to step forward and greet Roddy.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange. The smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and there seemed to be only the occasional sound of the wind blowing over the quiet grassland.
Because of the battle just now and the pain on his body, Roddy was panting heavily. However, he was obviously not interested in his' NPC teammates'. As a player, Rody's mind was only thinking about 'cleaning up the mess' after completing the mission. That was why he, who always thought that he was clearing a dungeon, panted heavily as he stood up. He hobbled to the side and began to rummage through the Orc corpses. He pulled out the arrows and hummed to himself.
"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs … They are lively and smart … They are mischievous and agile …"
Roddy casually sang a song that these guys did not understand. Little did he know that Carter and the others behind him had their eyes wide open, as if they had completely lost the ability to speak.
There were quite a number of corpses on the ground. Roddy swept his gaze across the entire battlefield as he pulled out the items. As a Ranger, he could deduce the cause of the battle based on the traces on the scene: An Orc patrol encountered a small team of human scouts on the plains. The scouts were riding horses, so they arrogantly thought that they could fight against these green-skinned beasts. However, they did not expect to be ambushed by the Orcs when they approached, and almost all of their warhorses were overturned … Not far away, there were warhorses with broken legs and scouts with broken necks that explained everything.
Obviously, what happened next was a one-sided massacre. After two Orcs were killed, they began to chase the scouts away. It was only when Roddy woke up and unleashed his power that they turned the tables.
"Why is it all trash?"
Roddy frowned as he looked at the "spoils of war" in his hands. Other than a few broken copper coins, the only thing that these Orcs contributed that could be used was the horn bow. Other than a few wooden sticks, this group of poor people did not even have any decent iron products. Roddy felt that something was wrong. If he had entered a strange dungeon, then he would not have been rewarded with such trash. Moreover, until now, he did not see any mission completion notification in front of him …
Raising his head to look at the remaining few scouts, he did not see the notification symbol on top of the NPC's head as he expected.
Moreover, wasn't the blood that they spat out during the battle a little too realistic? It was a little different from how it usually was in the game.
The wound on his chest was very painful, but it seemed to be due to the adrenaline, at this time, it was not as exaggerated as before. Roddy instinctively searched for a long time, but did not find anything like a health potion. Instead, he rummaged through his own pocket and found a roll of linen bandages.
"It's better than nothing …"
He muttered. He tore off the cloth that he had hastily tied up earlier, gritted his teeth, and wrapped the linen bandages around his chest. He still did not pay attention to the few stunned scouts.
It was not until three minutes later that Roddy finished bandaging his wound and heaved a sigh of relief. When he turned his head, he realized that the three people in front of him were looking at him as if they were looking at a monster.
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