I'm not a goblin Frankenstein's monster.

The advantages of night vision become apparent at this moment.

Xia Lin nodded, drew his sword, and headed straight for the direction from which the arrow had come.

The dwarf Tyr drew his dagger and skillfully dodged the attack of another goblin.

While looking for an opportunity to retaliate, they also dodged attacks from goblin archers hiding in the shadows.

As Xia Lin traversed the dimly lit forest clearing, her vision was not significantly impaired.

He could clearly see the twisted branches of the old oak tree, and a green figure crouching on a thicker horizontal branch, frantically drawing arrows from a quiver behind him.

A cunning green dwarf.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Two more arrows came flying in quick succession, but having taken precautions, Xia Lin simply turned slightly to the side and narrowly avoided them.

The arrows pierced the soil behind him.

The distance was quickly reduced.

The goblin archer panicked. It was probably used to safely firing arrows from a distance and hadn't expected its target to spot it so easily.

There were no experienced goblins in the pack to teach it how to handle the current unusual situation.

It's also possible that the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled were considered a special kind of reserve food within the community, resulting in the loss of valuable experience.

So it screamed and tried to climb off the branch and back away.

"die!"

Xia Lin, who had already rushed to the tree, shouted in a low voice. Without any fancy moves, he used the momentum of his charge to deliver a sharp slash with his long sword from bottom to top!

The effect of [Jagged Edges] is incorporated into the attack, which, while not providing a significant damage bonus, makes the sword strike faster and more ruthless.

The sword flashed past the goblin archer's hastily parried wooden bow and thin arm, slicing deeply into the junction of its chest and neck.

"Gurgle... Waaah!" A tooth-grinding cutting sound and a short scream rang out at the same time.

The goblin archer fell from the tree, crashing onto the leaf-strewn ground. He twitched a few times and then lay still.

Ultimately, human wisdom prevails.

A faint sphere of light emerged from the corpse.

[Sawtooth Experience Points +1]

Xia Lin quickly scanned the surroundings, confirmed there were no other ambushes, and then put it away.

Remote threat neutralized.

"Charlin! Give me a hand!" Gondor's roar came, tinged with impatience.

One man against two goblins left Gondor struggling to keep up, and his arm was slashed open by a wooden spear, blood streaming down his arm.

Xia Lin's gaze locked onto the goblin wielding a wooden club, who was attacking Gondor from the side. He strode forward and thrust his longsword straight at the goblin's back!

The attack moves are fast and effortless, and can also prevent the opponent from experiencing pain.

But the goblin was very alert. Hearing the sound of the wind, it let out a strange cry and turned around to hold its wooden stick horizontally in front of it.

"Bang!"

The sword blade struck the wooden stick heavily, producing a dull thud.

A shock came from behind, and Xia Lin's arm felt sore and numb.

This green dwarf is much stronger than a groundhog!

If the mole's fighting strength is 6,000, then he must have at least 10,000.

There was no time for Xia Lin to catch her breath.

The goblin seized the opportunity to retaliate, its wooden club whistling through the air as it swept across the goblin's waist.

Xia Lin dared not take the blow head-on, and hurriedly took half a step back, raising his sword to parry.

"Clang—!"

It was another clash of forces that made Xia Lin's hands ache, and he almost dropped his longsword.

He retreated further, dissipating his force, and did not intend to fight it head-on.

Seeing that it had forced its opponent back with two blows, the goblin became even more aggressive, howling as it pursued, raising its wooden club high above its head, ready to deliver a powerful blow.

It's now!

Xia Lin seized the opportunity and, just as the opponent's wooden stick reached its highest point, suddenly stopped and charged forward, thrusting his long sword forward!

"Pfft!"

The force of the charge was immense, especially in a life-or-death struggle; the sword tip pierced the goblin's abdomen without any resistance, all the way down to the hilt.

"Awooo—!!!"

The goblin howled in agony, but the excruciating pain did not render it immobile; instead, it fueled its ferocity and plunged it into a death rage.

It swung its wooden stick recklessly, trying to smash the human in front of it.

Xia Lin decisively drew his sword and retreated, not giving his opponent a chance to counterattack, his thick, dark green blood spurting out.

The wooden stick slammed heavily onto the ground in front of him, splashing up a cloud of mud.

The wooden stick slammed down, and the goblin's body leaned slightly forward from the force of the blow, allowing Xia Lin to rush forward once again!

This time, he mobilized all his strength, twisting his waist and abdomen, stretching his arms, and the trajectory of his power flowed out naturally.

Xia Lin’s movements may not be as precise as those of the town’s guard captain, but he tried his best to imitate the movements from his memory.

All their strength was poured into the last chip in the hand of a gambler who had lost everything at the gambling table—excitement, thrill, fear...

The sword light swept downwards, drawing a cold, silver arc faster than any of the previous attacks!

Slash!

"Whoosh!"

The goblin's hideous head flew up and tumbled several times in the air before landing with a thud.

The headless body stiffened for a moment, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Dark green blood gushed from the neck cavity.

[Sawtooth Experience Points +1]

"Well done, Charlin," Gondor said gratefully, wiping the sweat from his brow.

In front of him was a goblin corpse, its skull smashed open.

Xia Lin nodded, panting heavily, and calmly put away the second ball of light.

"Are you alright?" Tyr limped over; he had accidentally been scratched on the thigh by a goblin, but fortunately the wound wasn't deep.

The battle began in a minute or two and ended just as quickly.

Silence returned to the forest, leaving only the heavy breathing of the three men and the distinctive stench of goblin blood that quickly filled the air.

Gondor suffered an arm injury, Tyr had a leg wound, but Charlin was the least injured.

"Thanks to Xia Lin for taking care of the archers first and then returning to reinforce in time," Gondor said in a muffled voice, tearing off a relatively clean piece of his lining and roughly bandaging the wound on his arm.

Xia Lin smiled, secretly relieved that he had equipped himself with the [Night Vision] attribute.

Although it was a bit dangerous, the results were good—two orbs of light floated quietly next to the Goblin Encyclopedia.

They dared not linger, hastily treated their wounds, and embarked on their journey home.

As night deepened, the trees in the forest became increasingly sparse, and the dirt path underfoot was gradually replaced by a gravel path.

The outline of the town, built of black stones, came into view, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense emotions relaxed.

We've arrived in the town of Erwin.

……

At the entrance to the town, the night watchman dozed off by the doorway, barely glancing at the three disheveled adventurers who had returned, without even bothering to question them.

There are more adventurers entering and leaving the town every day than mice in the wheat field.

Adventurers like them, from the lower rungs of society, come and go from the town countless times every day. As long as they don't cause trouble, nobody pays them any attention.

The three of them first bought some hemostatic powder and bandages, and then re-bandaged the wound.

The powder is only moderately effective, but it can at least prevent infection.

They then headed straight for the Adventurers' Guild, located next to the town's central square.

The association has three floors and is mainly built of black stone and oak. A wooden badge with a shield and sword crossed hangs at the entrance, which contrasts sharply with the low shacks around it.

The interior is spacious, with walls and floors covered in thick stone.

One side of the lobby has a task posting board, and the other side has a service counter where uniformed receptionists are responsible for posting tasks and settling rewards.

"Turn in the quest."

The leather bag containing the gopher's tail and the goblin's left ear was pushed over together.

Xia Lin handed over the badge—a rough, round copper plaque with slightly worn edges. The front was engraved with a shield and crossed swords, while the back depicted:

Adventurers' Guild/Elwyn Town Branch/Xia Lin/9527.

Behind the counter, the young female receptionist, Lia, skillfully took the blood-stained monster limbs and calmly counted and checked them without revealing the slightest abnormality.

I don't know if it's because I've gotten used to it or because of my professional ethics.

A few minutes later, she looked up and said in a calm and clear voice: "Mission to clear wheat field moles, number confirmed, mission complete."

Four additional goblins were killed, and the Left Ear receipt is complete; the bounties will be combined and issued.

She paused briefly, then added, "Furthermore, these kills will also accumulate in your association points."