Magi seemed to have lost the ability to resist.
It wasn't because he was disheartened, only seeking a quick death.
Although his heart was full of despair, having been an adventurer for so many years, his mental resilience wasn't that weak.
The current Hunter was in some sort of stiffness where his body couldn't move.
"Precise Strike" is an exclusive skill of the "Ranger" profession, which not only helps professionals to accurately lock onto an enemy's vitals in complex battlefield situations but also slightly enhances the arrow's damage to some extent.
As a "Battle Skill," it naturally doesn't consume mana, but it still requires a certain physical fitness to support it.
Normally, with a professional's physical fitness, this kind of physical exertion is very easy and can't be considered a burden at all.
But for an ordinary person like Magi, who hasn't reached the professional level and doesn't have any professional foundational bonuses, the side effects of using "Precise Strike" are somewhat too severe—
After using the battle skill each time, he needs to endure nearly 15 seconds of extreme weakness.
In this state, Magi couldn't even walk without someone supporting him, let alone fight.
Thus, in most cases, "Precise Strike" was always his last trump card.
Now facing the Bear Goblin, a creature far beyond what their team could handle, the Hunter chose to cooperate with his teammates and unleash his most powerful move at the beginning to seize the initiative in battle.
This was completely understandable.
And now, with the arrow missing its target due to some unknown force, the plan failed, and he lost the best opportunity, naturally tipping the scales of victory towards the enemy.
Huff—
The Bear Goblin "Hengge" snorted out a breath of white steam from its expanded nostrils.
"Ruined Hengge's lucky day." It mumbled, the yellow-brown murky eyes reflecting the frail human body standing motionless in front of it, "Little bug, you need to compensate."
A few months ago, its minions snatched a woman from who knows where.
Hengge was very hungry and particularly fond of this food called "human"—delicate and tender, much better tasting than the boars or flower rabbits in the forest.
But newly independent from the tribe, it still remembered the teachings of the priest, who was said to have lived for two hundred years.
"Keep the females for bearing children, eat after they give birth."
So it just waited in the nest, not knowing how much saliva it had already drooled.
Until today, when that woman finally gave birth.
But before it could get a taste, these little bugs appeared.
"You will be punished, Hengge wants..."
The smell of blood in the air filled its nostrils, the delightful taste made it lick its dry lips.
Realizing something, Hengge's previously irritated face suddenly showed a hint of delight.
Thinking this way, the Bear Goblin "Hengge" had already raised the Nail Head Hammer in its hand high.
The arm as thick as a normal person's thigh bulged with muscles, the spikes covering the hammerhead glinting with a cold light in the fire's reflection.
It swung the iron hammer down towards the little bug in front of it.
And at this moment,
Buzz——
A sharp silver-white light suddenly flashed through the dim cave.
"Vortex Slash"
The piercing wind stung the skin, Hengge only felt an icy chill come from the side of its neck.
Instinctively, it turned its body sideways.
The motion in its hand paused for a moment, causing the Nail Head Hammer, originally aimed at Magi's vitals, to shift and strike the opponent's right calf instead.
"Ah!!!"
The fragile human leg bone was instantly crushed by the metal hammer, along with the knee, the entire right leg severely twisted and deformed.
Magi cried out in pain, his pale face covered in cold sweat.
But at this moment, no one in the field paid attention to him anymore.
Xia Nan's eyes were fixed on the imposing figure ahead, feeling slightly regretful.
As an ordinary person who hadn't even killed a chicken until yesterday, he felt he had done his utmost.
In the 0.5 seconds after witnessing Gag's head being shattered by the Bear Goblin, a series of thoughts flashed through his mind:
Realizing that the opponent was too powerful to confront directly, also aware that escaping was unrealistic due to the opponent's shown explosiveness, hence deciding to stealth attack when they hadn't noticed him yet.
Xia Nan even patiently and precisely caught the brief moment when the Bear Goblin exerted to swing the hammer.
However, he hadn't expected that this demon creature from a fantasy world could generate force a second time.
To be able to control its body to dodge his attack while swinging the iron hammer.
"Things are bad now..."
Xia Nan murmured.
The good news is, he managed to wound the opponent, confirming that this non-human existence was still of flesh and blood, had health bars!
Moreover, the strike he delivered didn't trigger the Bear Goblin's previously displayed Energy Shield, indicating it might be on some cooldown, or perhaps melee attacks don't trigger it at all.
As for the bad news...
First, having unleashed a third "Vortex Slash" in a short time, his body had reached its limit.
Just gripping the sword's hilt, he could feel the muscles in his forearm trembling, as if straining slightly might result in cramping.
Second, even though the sword struck the vital, the Bear Goblin's dodge significantly reduced its injury.
This not only failed to effectively weaken the Bear Goblin's combat power, but also exposed his own presence in the enemy's sight, simultaneously attracting its aggression.
Roar——
An angry bear's roar erupted suddenly, deep and fierce, as if an invisible wave rushed through the air.
Betrayed by the "little bug," with a bloody gash at its neck, Hengge plunged into rage.
Gazing at the hulking figure barreling towards him like a flesh and blood tank.
Xia Nan had no time to devise a strategy.
Driven by the survival instinct, he suddenly dove to the side, clumsily rolling like a donkey.
Bam!!!
The black Nail Head Hammer slammed down hard, grazing his head, spiderweb cracks spreading across the ground.
Gusts of wind mixed with splattered earth stung his cheeks with pain.
Perhaps because of having died once in a previous life, or the adrenaline surge making him ignore those negative emotions.
At this moment, facing the invincible opponent in front of him, Xia Nan felt no fear at all.
He swiftly got back on his feet.
The long sword in his hand swung again towards the opponent's neck.