Chapter 119: Extreme Escape (700 Monthly Tickets for Extra Update!)
On December 12, 2014
Author: Floating Tower of All Beings
Soren’s figure vanished into thin air in the eyes of the Predator.
In broad daylight, the opponent disappeared without even blinking!
Indigenous people in this world encounter advanced professionists very rarely, as their numbers are as rare as spellcasters. Among a hundred advanced professionists, at least ninety percent are warriors, with about one percent being spellcasters and special advanced professionists. Warriors are always the mainstream among professionists, because any race and any creature can become a warrior, and they are also the only innate professionist that all races can choose.
The pitch-black werewolf couldn’t determine what ability Soren used, but it was certain that the opponent had definitely entered a stealth state.
This undoubtedly made it feel very wary!
If the opponent desperately counterattacked, it could very likely threaten its life.
Because it also couldn’t be sure that it could avoid that bizarre supernatural ability that came out from behind like a shadow. So it hesitated slightly, waiting for others nearby to approach before moving forward. It stayed for a moment where Soren disappeared, sniffing the bloodstains on the ground; the opponent had serious injuries, and from the bloody scent, it could track the target. The traces left by Soren during his advance were very shallow, but blood would occasionally drip, which was the most obvious mark.
150 points in stealth skill.
Soren had completely merged into the shadows, his existence invisible to the naked eye.
The position he chose was backlit, and the moment he dashed out, he entered the stealth state, disappearing from the sight of others. Although stealth is invisible, the traces left behind remained. Soren dared not stay for a moment and quickly moved in the shadows. The opponent could not see him with the naked eye, and if he relied solely on smell and bloodstains to track him, it would not be so fast to find him.
The regeneration effect of 20 points in extraordinary physique had already begun to take effect. Soren’s wounds gradually stopped bleeding.
The sounds of the Predators yelling came from behind, and immediately under the werewolf’s command, the other Predators dispersed. Soren dared not move too obviously, as this would completely expose his position. He advanced across the hard ground at a moderately fast speed, making his footprints very inconspicuous.
High-speed sprinting to escape was impossible!
His stamina could not match that of these Predators, because he was still injured. Once his position was exposed, he would quickly be caught by the enemy, and that was when he would truly be at a dead end. Predators above profession level 15 basically had a main attribute close to entering the extraordinary realm. As advanced professionists below legendary rank, they were completely different from the enemies Soren had dealt with before.
While moving forward, Soren was also assessing the most favorable escape route. Hiding in the jungle was definitely not an option, as high-level werewolves’ tracking ability was too strong.
As long as the bloody scent remained, it was only a matter of time before they found him!
So to escape, he had to take a bit of a risk.
He made a crazy decision, and in fact, when activating [Hide from Sight], he had already formed a mad plan.
In front of Soren stood a cliff several hundred meters high.
This was a natural fault near the forest, with lush trees below and a faint view of a small river far away. Jumping down from such a height would definitely mean death. Even with a physique of 25 points, he couldn’t withstand it; the damage from a high fall was too astonishing, and the chances of survival for a legendary professionist were not high.
Of course, Soren wouldn’t be foolish enough to jump down and pray for the favor of the goddess of luck.
Even that would likely be beyond the capabilities of the goddess of luck!
He had never been a person who liked to gamble on luck; even if he were to take a chance, he wanted to make sure he had some level of confidence.
Soren quickly found his target.
His expression was somewhat hideous, possibly due to the excessive risk; his usual composure could not control the gradually quickening heartbeat, so Soren clenched his teeth and took a deep breath, then took out a grappling hook from his dimensional bag. It was the tool he used to climb over the city walls when he left White Horse City. He took a deep look at the bottom of the cliff. At a distance of more than one hundred meters from the ground, there was a small fault, with protruding rocks nearby and a not very sturdy tree rooted in the area. He silently calculated the position, tying his cloak to his back. It looked like the simplest parachute, which could spread open after jumping down to slightly slow his descent. He held the grappling hook in one hand, with the iron hook in his right hand and a rope of around thirty meters in his left hand.
After taking a deep breath, Soren suddenly jumped from the cliff several hundred meters high!
A fierce gust of wind rushed against him.
As Soren fell, the scenery in front of him descended rapidly. He pushed his extraordinary agility and balance to the limit; the spread cloak slightly decreased his speed, but he was still falling rapidly. He strained his eyes to lock onto his target. After falling about two or three hundred meters, Soren suddenly threw the grappling hook from his hand.
Life and death hung in that moment!
In the next instant, the grappling hook hit the tree trunk and wrapped around three times, the iron hook fixed between the branches. The rope flew straight and tightened under the tremendous downward force; it quickly pulled from his palm, leaving his palm mangled and bloody. The grappling hook was secured on the trunk, stretched straight, and then, as it withstood his falling force, Soren began to slightly ease up on the grip of the rope.
If he didn’t release any force, the rope could snap directly.
This release process lasted only two seconds, over a twenty-meter drop distance. Soren gradually lowered his grip on the rope, allowing it to slip through his hands, but at the same time, he countered his falling force with just the right amount of strength. The friction from the rapid fall caused his palms to bleed profusely, his flesh sticking to the rope, and faintly, a bone from his palm could be seen!
Twenty meters of distance alleviated a significant amount of force.
When the length of rope in his hand quickly reduced to less than two or three meters, Soren suddenly wrapped his arm around the rope, and then the remaining force exploded at that moment! The rope sank violently, and the tree trunk swayed slightly. Immediately afterward, the backlash caused Soren’s falling speed to suddenly slow down, and he even flew up a little!
The trunk withstood this downward force.
The rope also reduced the impact force due to the friction over the distance and did not snap directly. Soren’s figure rebounded back three to five meters due to the deformation of the tree trunk, before once again falling a little, but the force was already minimal.
He successfully relieved the force and fixed himself in the air.
At this time, there was still a height of more than one hundred meters to the ground, and dropping from this height would still probably lead to death.
Soren slightly gasped to recover, allowing his arm, which had to bear the falling force and had sustained injury, to heal, while he drained a bottle of healing potion. Then he started to gently sway on the rope, gradually increasing the amplitude, ultimately hitting the cliff’s rocky surface!
Clang!
A dagger with a cold light pierced into the rock.
Soren’s swaying body was suddenly fixed in front of the mountain wall. He looked at the steep cliff and stepped on a protruding stone with his foot, then gritted his teeth, using his other bloodied palm to pull out a second dagger, plunging it forcefully into a nearby spot.
“Ha!”
Soren exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and then slowly took a deep breath.
He untied the rope from his body, stepping on a protruding rock less than three centimeters wide, then using the force of the dagger embedded in the mountain wall, he began to descend little by little.
In the sound of clanging, sparks exploded everywhere!
The dagger in Soren’s hand quickly approached the edge of being worn out, but he had already descended several dozen meters, with more and more protruding rocks, and his descent speed was becoming faster. In some places, he could simply climb down, but when he encountered sections where he couldn’t find leverage, he would use the dagger to forge a path, relying entirely on explosive strength and the support of 20 points of extraordinary physique. He employed the technique [Sword Intent – Heavy Chop] to drive the dagger into the rock to bear the force.
The ground was getting closer!
When the distance decreased to about thirty meters, Soren directly slid down the steep cliff. The friction from the descent worsened his injuries a bit, but upon nearing a height of over ten meters, he jumped down from about the height of three stories.
Boom!
Soren knelt down to relieve the impact force, his whole body feeling like it was about to fall apart, injuries across his body, life value reduced to less than a quarter!
The accumulated bruises were close to thirty points.
If it weren’t for the extraordinary physique supporting him, he would have collapsed long ago.
On the cliff.
The figures of the Predators appeared at the cliff’s edge. They had noticed his trace the moment Soren jumped off the cliff, and in the next moment, they would forever remember this crazy enemy! After landing, Soren looked up at them, his expression somewhat hideous, then suddenly laughed maniacally, eventually erupting into a frenzied laugh!
His body was covered in blood and wounds, his palm visibly showing a bone, and his back was a mass of blood and flesh.
The injuries made him look like a demon, but surely stronger than them!
“I knew I wouldn’t die here!” Soren shot a murderous glance at the cliff hundreds of meters high, then turned without looking back and fled into the distance.
One day!
He would get back everything from today double!!! (To be continued ~^~)
