Chapter 117: Thirty Seconds
2014-12-12
Author: Floating Tower of All Beings
Did he just die like that?!
Everyone present was a bit dazed, especially the predators who had been hunting the elven ranger all this time.
As one of the Demon Sons of Fear, even without considering the abilities granted by the power of fear, the elven ranger just now was still a tier 4 professionist. Rangers with a profession level above 15 are not so easy to kill. In their eyes, Soren could barely be considered a tier 3 wanderer, probably not even having a level 10 profession. But at the moment of his explosion of power, he exceeded everyone’s expectations, especially that sudden ability to appear in the opponent’s shadows, which was absolutely something only a high-level wanderer could do!
This is the strength of advanced professions, relinquishing some abilities to pursue the extreme of a certain capability.
Soren’s overall strength was definitely not comparable to that of a high-level wanderer, but after advancing to a shadow profession, his explosive lethality could potentially take down high-level enemies by crossing five profession levels in one strike.
Assassins use poison, stealth assassins rely on vanishing into shadows, and shadow professionists depend on mastering shadow travel in advance!
Soren was most proficient as a stealth assassin; a second of shadow travel could avoid many deadly spells. He had advanced to a stealth assassin mainly because he encountered many enemies with powerful spells. Any spell that couldn’t attack across planes could be dodged by vanishing into shadows.
Among all advanced wanderers, only shadow professionists have the lowest requirements to master Shadow Travel.
Even stealth assassins need over 200 points in stealth ability to perform shadow travel, but they can master the legendary ability Shadow Realm in advance.
They open shadow plane channels at levels approximately two levels lower than other wanderer professions.
Time moved to the third second.
Soren drew his curved blade and kicked over the corpse of the elven ranger, Gloria had just recovered from her injuries. Her face was still very pale. The expressions of the predators shifted from shock to anger because with the death of the elven ranger at Soren’s hands, their ritual to the God of the Hunt had completely failed. The werewolves glared at him menacingly and then shifted their gaze to Vivian beside him. Since one Demon Son of Fear was dead, they would have to replace it with another.
Time moved forward another second.
Vivian’s small body was eerily floating in mid-air; her expression was very confused, and her cute little face was pale.
Suddenly, she furrowed her brow tightly. Her face began to show signs of pain.
The elven ranger was dead.
The divine power he possessed was absorbed by Soren, granting him 3 points in divinity value. However, the fear divine power bestowed by the Demon God of Fear within the body of the Demon Son was something Soren could not absorb. The divine power has great restrictions; it is beyond what mortals can grasp. If one does not possess a divine rank or the corresponding divine profession realm, no one can obtain this divine power as it would repel their body. Ultimately, it could even kill you!
Soren was not a Demon Son of Fear.
He could not absorb the power left by the Demon God of Fear within the offspring, but this power would not simply dissipate. The moment the elven ranger died, this fear divine power began to transfer, and the target of the transfer was naturally the just-awakened Vivian.
The little girl showed a pained expression.
She clutched her head with her small hands, trembling slightly all over. As an eight-year-old girl with a profession level below tier 2, she could not instantly merge the powers of two Demon Sons. Moreover, judging from the elven ranger who had just used the fear spell, he must have had considerable fear divine power, enough to trigger the death check effect of the fear spell and scare to death so many enemies above tier 2. He was undoubtedly one of the stronger Demon Sons of Fear!
Given a bit of time, he could even grow to compete for the ultimate throne of the Demon God among Demon Sons of Fear.
A surge of divine power erupted!
Vivian’s entire body emitted a glow, and soon the corpse of the elven ranger lost vitality. It was an indescribable feeling; he had just died, yet it seemed he had been dead for a long time, even though his corpse had not begun to decay. The little girl’s expression became increasingly pained, and then with a sudden scream, she fainted, her figure falling directly from the sky.
Gloria opened her arms to try to catch her, but having been injured, she was extremely weak and fell to the ground.
The witch’s constitution was certainly not as strong as that of a melee professionist.
Just now, even the triggered protective spell had been activated; her injuries had probably reached critical levels!
Soren rushed over in an instant, gripping the curved blade to protect the two of them.
“Get her out of here!”
His expression was resolute, his face unusually grim, speaking in a slightly hoarse voice: “Use a teleportation spell! Go now, and I’ll cover you while you cast!”
Shadow travel’s eruption is not something to be used casually; if one hasn’t entered a legendary domain, using this ability would be like a barbarian’s rage talent, causing great exhaustion to the body while traversing the shadow plane, leading one to a state of fatigue immediately after use. This is true of nearly all supernatural abilities; a barbarian after rage is also very weak!
Soren was still not a legendary level wanderer.
His body still could not adapt to the backlash caused by plane traversing, for it is an unnatural spell-like ability and not a real teleportation spell of a wizard.
In a situation of powerful explosion, one also needs to pay a greater price unless he has mastered the legendary skill Shadow Realm!
“You!…”
Gloria’s expression was complicated; she glanced at the many enemies before her. Despite casualties, Mara’s followers still had more than a dozen near tier 4 predators, all enemies with a profession level above 10, and some looked to be dangerous figures at profession levels of 15. Soren could not possibly compete with these people; not even in his prime could he handle so many enemies, let alone after just using an explosive ability.
“Go!”
Soren’s expression twisted as he roared at her, “Retreat to the valley behind. You use the teleportation spell to take Vivian away! I have a way to stop them.”
A spell’s spiritual light flashed.
The legendary level elemental crystal was activated by Soren for the last spell. As the earth and soil rolled, the ground before him connected with the elemental plane, and he summoned a tier 4 earth elemental. This was not an advanced earth elemental; Soren directly controlled it with willpower and positioned it in front of the three of them.
A tier 4 earth elemental.
With nearly 300 points of life, Soren would have to strike it dozens of times to kill it, enough to hold on for a while.
“You!…”
Gloria’s expression was complicated. There was a trace of struggle in her eyes, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and started casting spells rapidly. The Northern Witch was not the kind of timid girl; a woman who could grow into a high-level caster was not simple. She well knew the cost of Soren blocking for them, but if she wasted this precious time, they would all die here. A high-level wizard wouldn’t leave herself with no way out; she had already left a teleportation mark at a safe place before setting out.
Soren had no time for idle talk and gripped his curved blade, charging forward. The only thing left for Gloria was a resolute back.
The earth elemental could block ordinary enemies but could not stop high-level professionists!
He had to buy thirty seconds.
Long-distance teleportation spells take at least thirty seconds of casting time; during this period, she cannot be attacked, otherwise, it could interrupt her spellcasting.
The enemies before him reacted quickly.
The first to charge forward was that black-furred werewolf, roaring as its muscles swelled, blood vessels twisted and bulged like worms, showcasing the monster’s wild rage ability. No professional requirements. The battle cannot occur near Gloria; otherwise, the enemies’ thrown weapons could interrupt her casting. Soren controlled the earth elemental as a wall blocking in front of them, then suddenly sprang into the air to confront the approaching werewolf predator.
Bang!
A harsh clashing sound resounded as Soren was knocked back, blood spilling from his mouth.
Time passed five seconds.
The high-level predators closed in, already a hundred meters away.
Clang, clang, clang!
Soren’s arm was slashed by a claw, flesh tearing as the stone skin spell’s protective energy held, but it couldn’t stop the enemy’s attack. He faced predators of profession level 15 and above. The earth elemental blocked the enemies ahead, swinging its sturdy rocky arms to push them back. However, some were threading around from the sides; these high-level professionists could easily scale walls, and the cumbersome earth elemental could not fend off so many.
Swoosh!
Soren flung his curved blade, instantly hitting an enemy in the back, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.
In the moment of rolling to dodge, two daggers appeared in his palms.
Clang, clang, clang!
Time passed fifteen seconds as a tall hybrid orc fighter surged in, easily cleaving a dent in the earth elemental’s arm with a single axe. A tier 4 creature could not defeat a tier 4 professionist; the skill gap was too great. Soren bore five large slashes on his back to create distance, then pointed ahead as two arcane missiles shot out.
The hybrid orc blocked the attack with his weapon but suddenly let out a scream as an energy ray hit his eye!
Energy ring.
Soren had been waiting this long to use this precious item.
Time passed twenty-five seconds.
A hybrid orc dashed up along the mountainside, throwing a weapon.
A dull sound echoed through the air.
Gloria’s protective energy field was still active, but it showed signs of breaking. The energy protective field couldn’t withstand the attacks of these enemies above tier 3 repeatedly; in close combat, they could break through in three strikes.
Time passed thirty seconds.
Gloria completed the teleportation spell. The low-tier teleportation gate could only transport short distances; to escape safely, she had to teleport more than 100 miles away, or the enemies would find them before she regained combat ability. The predators’ tracking ability was stronger than that of rangers, and a short-distance teleportation wouldn’t even give her enough time to memorize a spell again.
A portal opened.
Gloria gritted her teeth and picked up Vivian, stepping inside just as nearby enemies closed in to within fifty meters. At the last moment before entering, she looked back at Soren, seeing a blood-stained resolute back, five claw marks tearing through flesh, yet he still stood like a rock. For some reason, her heart suddenly felt heavy, and a tear—strangely foreign to her—slid down her cheek.
As the high Northern Witch, it was the first time she felt such intense powerlessness in her heart!
Not being legendary, one would never be able to confront so many enemies.
Even a wizard could not do it!
…………
As Gloria stepped through the portal with Vivian, the predators around let out furious roars, the werewolves’ blood-red eyes howling and rushing forward crazily.
Soren’s expression twisted, fatigued and in pain, as his injuries were quite severe.
Facing the enemies surrounding him from all sides, he grimaced, laughing wildly as if a bit unhinged, muttering: “I’ve weathered so many storms, fought three rounds in the abyss! I refuse to believe I will die at the hands of these trash that aren’t even legendary!”
“Lady Luck! Favor me this once!”
“I will surely repay you in the future! During the war of the gods, I will definitely stand by your side!”
He took a deep breath.
Then with all his strength, he leaped out, forcibly breaking through the encirclement of enemies toward the towering cliff hundreds of meters high. After a last burst of energy to gain distance, his figure suddenly vanished from the enemies’ sight.
Two shadow professionists at their profession levels, the last time—[Dodge Gaze]!
Soren entered a stealth state. (To be continued ~^~)
