The demon monk in the second dimension

But when they heard that he was going to fight an entire army by himself, even an army of goblins, they still looked puzzled.

"Goblins are fine."

Xia Zhi thought to himself, "I am, after all, an old demon."

If you can't win a direct confrontation, then resort to underhanded tactics.

He didn't want to talk about this further to avoid any unexpected situations, and got back to the main topic.

"I understand your request. When do we depart? What do you need to prepare?"

"Haha. I got so caught up in the conversation that I forgot about the important matter!"

Sensing that Xia Zhi didn't intend to discuss the matter further, the dwarf warlock laughed a few times.

“If you don’t mind, let’s go now. The ruins are a day’s journey from this town.”

"can."

Xia Zhi nodded.

He went to the counter and asked the clerk to ask an adventurer to deliver a message to the ranch, saying that he had gone on a mission.

The saleswoman immediately nodded in agreement.

……

This planet has two moons orbiting it.

So at night, two bright moons will hang in the sky.

The two moons appear to be different sizes and are divided into red and green colors.

The red ones are smaller, and the green ones are larger.

That is why, on a cloudless night, the world is brighter than the Earth.

They camped out in the wilderness for the night, and it wasn't until the evening of the following day that the four of them arrived at their destination.

At the entrance to the ruins, there are two goblins and a gray wolf as guards.

The elven archer enthusiastically took down the exquisitely crafted elven longbow from behind him, a smile spreading across his face.

"Look at me."

She drew her bow, measured the wind speed and direction after pulling back the bowstring, and shot the arrow towards the goblin's right.

The dwarf warlock's eyes widened as he watched the arrow veer off course.

Where did you aim that arrow?!

The elven archer smiled slightly and drew his bow again.

This time, she aimed at the gray wolf and shot an arrow straight out.

No sooner had the dwarf warlock finished speaking than the elven archer's arrow, which should have gone astray, was affected by the wind and veered off course in mid-air, striking a goblin squarely in the eye.

Then, the arrow pierced through the goblin's skull and struck the eye of the goblin next to him.

Blood gushed from the goblin's eyes as the arrow pierced his brain, killing him instantly.

Just as the gray wolf, having discovered its fallen companion, opened its mouth to howl and warn the goblin of an enemy attack, an arrow whistled and struck its head, splattering blood everywhere.

The elven archer glanced smugly at the dwarven warlock beside him and raised an eyebrow.

"How about it?"

Dwarven Warlock: ...

The lizardman monk stuck out his long, snake-like tongue.

"Wonderful. This must be some kind of magic!"

Xia Zhi nodded slightly.

"Very good ordinary archery skills."

However, as a cultivator, once one reaches the Golden Core stage, one can use divine sense to control one's natal flying sword in battle.

Flying swords are far more agile and lethal than bows and arrows.

Apart from a few cultivators who possess bows and arrows as magical artifacts, no Golden Core cultivator would use bows and arrows as their regular weapon.

Especially after the invention of the firearm at the summer solstice, even ordinary hunters used bows and arrows much less frequently.

In this world, alchemy can create a flammable and explosive liquid called "oil," but gunpowder is rare.

Considering the cost-effectiveness, Xia Zhi abandoned the idea of ​​"inventing" firearms once again.

Arriving at the goblin's corpse, Xia Zhi drew a dagger and slit open its belly, revealing its internal organs.

"Alas!"

The elven archer's hair stood on end at the strong smell of blood.

"What are you doing?!"

Summer Solstice stained a piece of cloth with goblin blood and approached the elven archer step by step.

"Goblins have a very keen sense of smell. They can easily detect the scents of women, children, and elves, in particular."

"So what are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

As the summer solstice approached, the elven archer's eyes widened instantly, and he immediately understood what the archer was about to do.

"Alas!!!"

……

A moment later, the four lit torches and entered the underground ruins.

The lizardman monks and dwarf sorcerers walking in front tried their best not to laugh out loud.

The elven archer, smeared with goblin blood, felt terrible smelling the strong goblin and blood odor on himself!

She gritted her teeth and growled at Xia Zhi.

"You'd better remember this!"

Chapter 16 Burying with Soil (Please add to your favorites and vote for this book)

The ruins have a spiral structure, like a tower that keeps descending.

The walls of the ruins are covered with murals depicting what the ruins were like before.

Similar to the ancient castle that burned down during the summer solstice, this site was originally a temple, which was later used as a military fortress.

After the war ended, the army withdrew, and the ruins were abandoned.

It has been occupied by goblins and used as their lair until now.

After walking for a while, the elven archer suddenly took two steps forward and crouched down.

"and many more!"

She lowered her head and deftly deactivated an alarm device.

"There is a warning bell here."

"But I didn't see any totems, which means there was no shaman present."

Xia Zhi knew that there was an ogre commanding goblins here, and that he was a subordinate of a demon general under the Demon King, so she reminded him.

"But ordinary goblins don't set up these things. If there's no shaman, there might be a goblin hero or other leader."

"A goblin hero comparable to an ogre?"

The dwarf warlock stroked his rounded chin.

The lizardman monks' expressions also turned serious.

"He's a formidable opponent!"

After walking a little further, the four of them came to a fork in the road.

There are two roads here, one on the left and one on the right.

Xia Zhi stood in the middle and looked to the dark passage on her right.

"Did the elves send out scouts before us? This way."

"what?"

The elven archer was taken aback.

Before she could ask what was going on, Xia Zhi strode towards the passage on the right.

Soon, an extremely pungent smell, like the smell of roasting durian and eating canned herring in a rural outhouse, entered the noses of the group.

The elven archer and the dwarven sorcerer's expressions immediately contorted, and they covered their noses tightly.

"It stinks!"

"What does this smell like?"

The lizardman monks were even worse.

He, who already had a very sensitive sense of smell, almost vomited and had to grab his mouth tightly, tears welling up in his eyes from the stench.

"This should be the goblin's latrine. Don't breathe through your nose, try breathing through your mouth instead, you'll get used to it quickly."

Watching Xia Zhi advance without being affected at all, the elven archer, the dwarven sorcerer, and the lizardman monk all thought that he was indeed a ruthless person!

At the end of the fork in the road on the right, there is a wooden door.

When the summer solstice arrived, the wooden door was opened, revealing the ground covered in stinking goblin excrement.

No wonder the smell here is so strong, more than three times stronger than in the corridor!

But at the far end of the room stood a naked female elf.

Her hands were chained high, preventing her from escaping, and her body was covered in wounds and bloodstains left by goblins.

Seeing someone enter, she raised her lifeless eyes and, with all her might, let out a barely audible roar.

"Kill, kill..."

Upon witnessing the tragic state of their comrades and being assaulted by the chemical-weapon-like stench, the elven archer collapsed on the spot.

"vomit!"

She lowered her head and sprayed a rainbow-colored spray, her eyes stinging, and a large amount of tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Surely, truly..."

Just then, Xia Zhi suddenly threw the short sword in his hand.

puff!

A goblin hiding in the shadows, intending to ambush him, was pierced by a short sword.

A sharp bone sword pierced his forehead, and blood gushed out with a series of spurts.

"That's it."

Xia Zhi pulled the bone sword from the goblin's forehead and handed a bottle of recovery potion to the lizardman monk.

“Take her to clean her body and bandage her wounds. I will continue my reconnaissance.”

"I want revenge!"

Wiping the filth from the edge of his mouth, the elven archer's face was streaked with tears, but his eyes were filled with rage.

"How dare they attack my own people..."

But Xia Zhi interrupted her.

"It would be more convenient for me to conduct reconnaissance alone."

Xia Zhi looked around and found a green backpack stained with blood.

He opened the backpack belonging to the captured elf, found a map of ruins, and then handed the backpack to the elf archer.

"You all wait for me outside. I'll go check the situation down there and then decide what to do."

The dwarf warlock frowned slightly.