Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

Patina has been feeling very unhappy since yesterday.

Both Ethan and that damned pastor always seemed to subtly reject her.

Fanny was captured because she was weak. If she were strong enough, would she need to intervene?

"Bang!"

As the bowstring vibrated, the arrow shot through the air and pierced the abdomen of a nearby goblin.

The force of the blow knocked the goblin down, but for a monster, this was still a bit short of death.

The intense pain forced it to wake up, and as soon as it opened its eyes, it saw the adventurers rushing into the tunnel, and immediately tried to warn them.

But as a gust of wind swept by, it felt a chill on its neck, and its vision spun around.

"That crazy woman."

Oliver followed closely behind Patina, his brow furrowed.

When Viktor told him to follow, he hadn't figured out why, but now, seeing the drow's tactics ahead, he felt that the other side had completely gone mad.

The goblin in this tunnel is clearly in the wrong position; it's standing so close to the entrance, yet it dares to doze off.

Moreover, they stood in pairs, extending downwards one after another, the close distance seeming as if it were intentional.

They're just cannon fodder.

However, Partina was already engrossed in his own offensive.

She, who always prided herself on being strong, failed twice in her attempts to break through here yesterday, and now she came here to vent her frustrations and wash away her shame.

Moreover, without her noticing, the whites of her eyes were gradually turning bright red.

"Bang!"

Each time the bowstring vibrates, a goblin falls to the ground.

Believing that she had accurately killed the goblin with every arrow, she had already quickly darted deeper into the area.

However, out of the three greens that are shot, one or two will always open their eyes.

He was then either finished off by Oliver or struck in the head by an arrow from further behind, and died completely.

As the group continued to advance, they gradually noticed the arrows flying past them from time to time.

"Who shot that arrow? How could it have hit the head so accurately?"

"Was that wanderer whipping a corpse?"

Similarly, some people noticed Patina's unusual behavior.

Roland's blue eyes shone with a jewel-like luster.

In his view, the woman who was moving and turning in front of him seemed to be clearing the way for everyone, but in fact, every arrow she shot was slightly off target.

It's like being affected by something.

"Was the cave like this yesterday too?"

Roland asked, puzzled, while simultaneously slashing his sword at the goblin who was dozing nearby.

Ethan, his face splattered with blood, casually wiped it away with his right hand: "Yes, it's just Patina..."

"Gurgle!"

Before he could finish speaking, a piercing scream echoing from the tunnel instantly made him feel uneasy.

Roland, standing beside him, looked utterly horrified.

He seemed to understand something.

That drow is definitely suspicious. It seems she's been guiding them all in from the very beginning!

"Run back!"

He shouted decisively, while turning his head to look back.

The faces that came into view were either tense or puzzled, and behind them was the now invisible cave entrance.

This tunnel is easy to go down but difficult to go up.

"It's too late."

Leila voiced Roland's concerns and then pointed at him.

Roland quickly turned around and immediately felt a sense of oppression.

Deep inside the tunnel, a group of lush green things rushed out.

Is it a goblin? No, it's a mutated goblin.

"One, two, three... twelve."

Twelve gigantic, mutated goblins, each over two meters tall, with ferocious appearances and wielding massive wooden clubs, charged forward.

Behind them, a large swarm of goblins, brandishing bone spears and cawing wildly, surged forward like a green tide.

Footsteps of varying sizes, chaotic and disorderly, accompanied by an extremely strong stench of feces, pressed down from all directions.

At this moment, everyone's mood became extremely depressed.

"That was absolutely right."

Lyra remembered Victor's words, the answer: "The Mother Nest".

At that point, she was already mostly convinced, but she didn't think that the Mother Nest was something that fourteen adventurers couldn't solve.

However, she felt that facing such a mother nest, a group of level 1 to 3 adventurers would really be difficult to handle.

"I'll kill you all!"

Just then, they suddenly heard Partina shout, then throw away his longbow and draw his dagger.

He leaped into the air and swung a blow at the head of a giant goblin.

"when!"

Then, under everyone's expectant gaze, the dagger bounced off as if it had struck a layer of steel.

Patina, on the other hand, was sent flying by the force of the recoil.

In a moment of weightlessness and overwhelming rage, she saw a fist hurtling toward her!

With a loud bang, she was slammed into the tunnel wall, her fate unknown.

"Damn it, I can't take my music out with me!"

Someone uttered a sorrowful whisper, and everyone fell silent, their steps halting.

Lilith clung tightly to Lyra's arm, muttering something unintelligible.

But Lyra could no longer hear anything; her head was buzzing, and her hand, which had been gripping the staff tightly, had long since relaxed. Her cold face seemed to be filled with a look of despair.

What did she see?

Those giant goblins actually had hard carapaces on their bodies.

Can a magic missile break through it? What about a fireball?

Absolutely not.

But what other options are there?

At that moment, the adventurers' boundless thirst for knowledge and courage shattered instantly, like a piece of glass being smashed to the ground and broken into countless fragments.

"It's not time to despair yet!"

However, at that moment, a confident voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

Then, with a "thud" of a bowstring vibrating, a black arrow swept across the crowd.

Illuminated by countless torches, they pierced the nearby horde of giant green-skinned creatures.

It's useless, isn't it?

The moment that question arose, the arrow struck the neck of a giant green-skinned creature.

Although a muffled thud was heard, it did not penetrate the body.

"The throats of these giant goblins are also tightly protected by hardened carapaces, unless you can..."

Before Roland could finish speaking, a second arrow shot out at lightning speed, following a similar trajectory!

No, they are exactly the same.

"Bang!"

The arrow struck the same spot on the giant green-skinned creature's neck, but the thud was noticeably louder.

Roland opened his mouth wide, and could vaguely hear his own heart pounding like a drum.

Immediately afterwards, under the focused gaze of everyone,

The bowstring vibrated for the third time, and an arrow flew out, seemingly tearing apart the flames on both sides of the tunnel!

"Pfft!"

With a barely audible thud, a large section of the giant goblin's neck armor shattered, and the arrow pierced its throat!

Blood splattered out.

Its massive body also fell backward!

"Gah... Crack!"

The roar turned into a barely audible groan, and the invincible behemoth crashed to the ground!