Chapter 99 Archery

Crown listened to Del's words and adjusted his movements. When he felt that he had mastered the essentials, he put an arrow on the bow and bent it like a full moon.

"call out"

"bite"

The wooden arrow flew out, pierced the straw target and hit the stone.

Del ran over, pulled out the wooden arrow and walked back holding it up.

Crown saw that the tip of the wooden arrow had split into three pieces and was no longer usable.

He smiled bitterly. In order to achieve better training results, he asked Del to bring the strongest bow.

Now it seems that this was not a good idea.

Either change to a weaker bow or move back further.

"Have you got your other bows?"

Del shook his head: "I only brought a bow today. For me, a crossbow is more useful now."

Crown tried to shoot arrows with only half the bow drawn a few more times, but he felt that practicing was not enjoyable at all, so he stopped worrying about it and decided to continue practicing with the bow fully drawn.

"Go ahead, Del. I'll call you if I need any help."

"Yes, sir."

Based on experience, Crown knew that if a new offensive skill wanted to be displayed on the golden wall, it would require multiple effective practices before it could be successfully demonstrated.

He relied on Del's oral instructions and combined them with his own insights into archery to constantly adjust his own state.

"Swoosh"

The sound of wooden arrows breaking through the air was endless. The second-level transcendent had excellent physical fitness. He took the arrow, drew the bow, aimed, and shot the arrow. His movements were fast and smooth.

After shooting about forty arrows, he felt a faint sense of joy rising in his heart. After drawing the bow and shooting arrows again, bits of insights arose, making him understand which actions were not done well.

A look of joy flashed across Clown's face, but he did not check Jin Qiang's skill bar immediately. Instead, he continued to shoot arrows quickly, adjusting his posture quickly and calculating the trajectory of the arrow.

When all the wooden arrows in his hand were used up, he felt that he had become a standard automatic archery machine, able to accurately hit the position set in his mind.

The pale golden wall occupied his field of vision. After finding the corresponding skill, Clown was stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic.

[Archery: 996/1000; Level 1]

He hadn't expected his proficiency in archery to increase so quickly.

After a little thought, he vaguely understood what was going on.

His shooting skill has reached the third level. Although the two skills are somewhat different, many aiming techniques are common. Shooting also requires sharp eyes and quick hands. The two should have a mutually reinforcing effect.

Thinking of this, Crowne made a special note of the proficiency of shooting skills.

[Shooting: 520/5000; Level 3]

520 proficiency, simple and easy to remember.

He walked to the straw target and looked for suitable wooden arrows, but he only found seven that could be used again.

Geralt is not here now. He is worried that Alan cannot handle the emergency alone, so he did not go out to cut branches to make wooden arrows.

The dark areas in the mine were filled with thick grey fog, and there was a high probability that some big creature was hiding there.

If a supernatural monster appears, Alan is just a demon hunter apprentice and has no ability to deal with it. Even if he can protect himself, these miners will be in trouble.

After pulling the bow for more than a hundred times, Clown felt his arms were a little numb. He took off his leather armor and outer clothes, took out the prepared blood-activating plaster and applied it on his right arm, then began to sit cross-legged and visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

He was doing two things at once, visualizing the Golden Light Mantra while keeping alert to the outside world. He could also detect some mice arrogantly walking into the range of the light.

I spent the whole morning meditating on the Golden Light Mantra and practicing the Cross Sword.

The miners ate rye bran bread with clean water mixed with holy water, and a piece of bacon two fingers wide and half a palm long was their snack.

After noon, Geralt came back with a tired look on his face. "Those bird monsters probably thought I was easy to bully, so they attacked me. I had to cut off the claws of one of them before they fled in all directions."

He threw a gray arm on the ground. Klauen saw that there were some signs of corrosion on the broken part of the arm, and two-centimeter-long green whiskers grew on the edge. The claws occasionally made a conditioned grasping motion.

"I found that Mithril can cause extra damage to them. These things are indeed monsters similar to vampires."

"I'm going to shoot as an experiment, don't be scared," Crown shouted, pulling out his revolver and shooting at the claw.

He looked up and asked, "How long ago was this claw cut off?"

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"For half an hour, the monster's body was very active," said the witcher, taking off the oilcloth bag behind him and starting to pack up.

Crown took a glance and found that most of the things the other party had collected were some poisonous herbs and some colorful mushrooms.

Demon hunters have strong resistance to poisons. They stimulate their abilities by taking specific poisons, but what should they do if the poison accumulates excessively? He pondered the doubts in his heart and continued to observe the location of the gunshot wound on the claw.

The golden spots melted away some of the flesh and blood, and green mucus flowed out of the wound. After a while, the golden light dissipated, and the wound was corroded into a slightly larger hole.

It's effective, but the effect isn't strong enough, and it takes multiple shots to accumulate lethal damage.

Crown came to the conclusion that he had only a few bullets left and he had to quickly improve his archery skills, otherwise he would be helpless when encountering flying or running monsters.

The materials of monsters can be exchanged for money. I heard from the priest that wizards in big cities love to dissect and study new species. He felt very sad about the corpse that was lost yesterday.

According to his principles, he must do the first-hand dissection himself, firstly to understand the monster's weaknesses, and secondly to increase the proficiency of knowledge skills, thus achieving the best of both worlds.

"Have you seen enough? Give me the stuff." Geralt had already sorted out his haul into categories: "If we meet the right buyer, this claw can sell for some money. How about we set up a trap to kill both of them some time? It would be best if we could catch them alive. I have connections and I guarantee I can sell them for a good price."

"There will definitely be a chance, but for now, we should get through this cold winter first." Klauen stood up and kicked his claws towards the demon hunter. "You stay here and watch. I'll go out and get some wooden arrows."

Geralt smeared black ointment on his claws and advised, "Archery is easy to learn but difficult to master. If you don't have talent, you can only kill wild beasts. You should focus on honing your swordsmanship and breathing skills instead of spending all your time thinking about so many useless tricks."

"Maybe I can improve my archery skills." Crown picked up the oil lamp and walked out. "Del, Baru, come with me to work."

"Okay."

The three of them walked out of the mine together.

The moment they walked out of the mine, a huge black shadow jumped down from above and pounced on the three of them.

Crown realized something was wrong and immediately activated bullet time. He used his strength to throw the oil lamp backwards while pushing his companions behind him back into the mine.

The oil lamp landed steadily on the ground, but the two teammates fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)