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Abyss Domination – Chapter 139

Chapter 127: Snatching Food from the Tiger’s Mouth

2014-12-16

Author: Floating Tower of All Beings

The distance gradually closed.

The night was the best cover for the Wanderer; Soren saw no traces under the moonlight, and even his movements left only the faintest of footprints. Perfect stealth required a combination of spells and spell-like abilities. In addition to the Greater Invisibility Spell, it also needed to be accompanied by the Greater Lightness and Greater Acceleration spells, among others. Soren was not yet able to reach such conditions, but with his strength, he wouldn’t be easily discovered by enemies. It was now dawn, and the watchful Predators had relaxed somewhat, narrowing their vigilance range.

Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters.

When Soren closed the distance to about eighty to ninety meters, he slowly came to a stop, and then his figure mysteriously disappeared. He was not hiding in the shadows but had activated the Shadow Travel ability, temporarily crossing into the Shadow Plane. The scenery before him was still gray-white; even at night it was a gloomy, misty moonlight. The Shadow Plane seemed unchanging in its silence, leaving an extremely deep impression in just a second.

The next moment!

The shadow of the High-level Werewolf twisted. The flickering campfire made its shadow appear like a clawing demon, and it transformed into an indistinct figure. At the moment it materialized, a curved blade, shimmering with cold light, stabbed in from its back. The blade, reflecting the pattern of white fish scales, pierced through the heart of the High-level Werewolf, startling the other Predators.

A line of data appeared before Soren:

“Activate Dark Vision!”

“Engage Shadow Travel!”

“Execute Shadow Assassination!”

“Shadow Travel successful! … Activate Cross-Plane Shadow Leap ability! … Shadow Assassination successful! … You gain 9 points of Shadow damage boost! … Execute Backstab! … You deal 154 points of piercing damage to the target! …”

………………

Everything happened in an instant.

Awakened by the blade light, the Predators lunged forward. When the High-level Werewolf opened its eyes, a curved blade was already protruding from its chest, piercing its heart. However, it did not die immediately. Instead, blood light erupted in its pupils, and alongside a crazed roar, its muscles swelled up suddenly. It swung its claws backward towards Soren’s throat. The metallic blade on its claws cut into Soren’s cheek, but it merely left a shallow cut; by the time it struck its enemy, Soren had already withdrawn the blade and retreated.

The curved blade was drawn out on the spot!

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the High-level Werewolf’s figure stiffened momentarily. Then, with an angry roar, it charged forward, intent on taking Soren down with it. Soren did not pause for a moment; even if he was unable to kill the enemy with one strike, he quickly slipped into the shadows and activated the “Hide from Sight” ability.

Soren entered stealth mode.

The High-level Werewolf seemed to have gone mad, wildly attacking everything in front of it. A Half-blood Orc, driven too close, was directly gutted by its claws!

A slight chaos erupted beside the campfire. The other Predators, seeing the blood spraying from the Werewolf’s chest, were helpless and even dared not approach too closely; it was clear that the beast had entered a frenzy. Nearby bushes and trees were chopped down by its claws, while the High-level Werewolf’s blood-red pupils searched for enemy targets, with its chest completely soaked in blood.

Time rolled back a second.

When Soren struck the enemy, there was no kill notification that made his heart drop; he immediately abandoned the idea of finishing the enemy off and quickly retreated!

“Greater Resilience? Or Legendary Resilience?”

Soren felt a slight pain on his cheek, knowing he had been scratched by the enemy’s claws. After creating about ten meters of distance, he directly activated the Hide from Sight ability to slip into the shadows. As a veteran adventurer, Soren was certain that he had struck the enemy’s heart, and if even a direct hit to the heart did not trigger the death check, then it could only mean one thing!

The opponent possessed the “Greater Resilience,” or perhaps even the “Legendary Resilience” specialty.

This was a pure melee professionist close to level 18, whose physical capabilities were nearing the edge of the supernatural.

With a distance of about fifty meters widened, all the Predators had awoken, watching their surroundings with vigilant and uneasy gazes. The High-level Werewolf still stood firm on the ground, its frenzied and bloodthirsty eyes trying to locate Soren’s trace. Blood was gushing out profusely from its chest. Someone attempted to approach and heal it, but without the divine technique of a High-level Priest, relying solely on medicine would not help recover from such serious injuries. An increasing amount of blood flowed out, and bloodstains spread beneath the High-level Werewolf. Its gaze grew wilder yet weaker.

Ultimately.

After being pierced in the heart by Soren, it still stubbornly held on for five or six minutes before finally bleeding out and collapsing with an unwilling roar!

A notification appeared before him:

“Target has died!”

“Extracting soul energy! …”

“You gain 5200 points of Killing Experience! …”

………………

Soren returned to the shadows.

He moved around the perimeter of the Predators, observing the fallen High-level Werewolf, and was astonished: “Such high resilience!”

In his memory, besides those warriors in the Legendary Domain, the only beings that could still retaliate after having their hearts pierced were some incredibly resilient creatures. The High-level Werewolf, which had just become the primary target, had not triggered the death check even when struck in the heart, suggesting that its vital points for triggering death were likely few and far between. To achieve a one-hit kill on it would require either a vital strike that pierced the brain or opening it up for a beheading attack!

High-level pure melee practitioners could cultivate extremely high resilience specialties. Soren had encountered Legendary melee professionists with “Legendary Resilience” and “Absolute Toughness” who continued to fight for nearly ten minutes after having their hearts taken out. They relied on a burst of survival instinct in their dying moments to kill a number of enemies. If a High-level Priest had cast a level nine “High Restoration” spell on them during that time, their extracted heart could potentially be restored through divine magic.

The High-level Werewolf had a profession level close to 18, and its life force was conservatively estimated at nearly 300 points.

Soren’s strike without triggering the death damage check had merely dealt about 150 points of damage. Although it hadn’t killed it immediately, the subsequent bleeding and damage to its internals had steadily reduced its hit points. Even a High-level Warrior’s powerful life force could not sustain under such severe blood-loss and internal damage for long. The God of the Hunt had already retracted the divine techniques he bestowed, and without priests above level 15 to cast restoration spells, even healing its severe wounds would only allow it to hold on a little longer.

Its life force was rapidly draining, ultimately exhausting its life points.

Although Soren had taken down the most dangerous High-level Werewolf among the Predators, he felt little excitement, for the strength of the enemies before him exceeded his expectations. He simply did not possess the capability to eliminate all of them. With just one attack, these foes were already alerted, shortening their gaps while expanding their watch. He had basically lost the opportunity for a sneak attack. Having already activated Shadow Travel, he lacked this cross-plane supernatural ability and found it difficult to sneak in for a backstab.

With the death of one enemy, he would soon be surrounded by the other Predators!

However.

Soren did not intend to retreat just yet.

He was a patient Wanderer, resolutely intent on eliminating the enemies before him. He re-entered stealth mode and quietly awaited a new opportunity.

As long as these Predators continued their ritual, he could wait for a new chance.

For Soren, who had surpassed the third tier, just one such opportunity was enough to take down an enemy!

The dawn light gradually emerged.

The Predators dared not act recklessly, for confronting a Wanderer skilled in stealth would only expose them to danger.

They were waiting for daylight, which would be suitable for tracking the Wanderer.

The Half-blood Orc was angrily cursing, seemingly roaring to extract the enemy’s tendons and skin him alive after finding him, but it still dared not stray more than fifteen steps away from the others, no matter how foul its language or how enraged it became. As long as it exceeded that distance, it could be ambushed by a High-level Wanderer since there were too many shadows lurking nearby.

The light in the sky grew brighter.

Soren distanced himself beyond two hundred meters. As day broke, stealth capabilities diminished, and these Predators might scatter into smaller groups to search for traces of him.

A Wanderer absolutely could not confront more than three enemies with a similar profession level directly.

Suddenly.

Just as Soren prepared to increase the distance once more, the Predator ahead let out an excited roar, immediately charging toward the base of the mountain. There had originally been a large number of vines growing there, but now they had begun to wither in large patches, their power utterly exhausted. These vines, birthed from mysterious forces, were dying rapidly.

A loud eagle cry rang out.

The Predators’ movements faltered momentarily, and Soren looked up at the sky, spotting the figure of a Druid.

A sobbing voice of joy rose from within the vines. After sustaining for three full days, a Druid had finally found them. The Half-blood Orc let out a roar, then unhesitatingly charged toward the vines, aiming to kill the target before the Druid got close.

Swoosh!

An arrow struck the foremost Half-blood Orc, and then a lithe figure jumped down directly from hundreds of meters in the air.

It was a stunningly beautiful and tall female Elf, adorned in exquisite armor bearing a crescent moon emblem. That emblem made everyone’s expression change, and Soren paused, hesitating for a moment. Then, he took a deep breath and suddenly burst forth, dashing toward the vines in stealth mode.

A shadow shot out!

He swiftly knocked out the Elven Noble hidden among the vines and quickly began to search.

………………(To be continued ~^~)

Abyss Domination

Abyss Domination

AD, ShenYuan Zhuzai, 深渊主宰
Score 8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , , Released: 2014 Native Language: Chinese
He doesn’t know why his mind has been transferred into that of a petty thief named Soran within the VRMMO . The new ‘Soran’ though possesses both the body’s previous occupant’s memories and his own. Using his experience as a Legendary Rogue who had reached the apex known as the Realm of Legends, he will now have to survive in this world which had once been a game to him. Soran will have to grow stronger while avoiding the upcoming dangers and protect his younger sister, Vivian, from the chaotic times which will soon devastate the world. He shall eliminate everything and everyone that threatens them. When the demons of the Abyss rise and the gods fall, a massacre will take place across the world. Divinity has fallen, and evil is surging from beneath. The Time of Troubles has begun.

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