Chapter 110: Assassins Creed (Please click)
Translator: 549690339
In fact, crossing this rope bridge was not an easy task for Li Yao, just as the “Wing of Death” had said. There were many werewolf hunters lurking below the bridge.
Many of these werewolf hunters had bird pets that can fly. The Flame Eagle had already engaged these flying birds in a ceaseless aerial battle, making it impossible to aid Li Yao.
Meanwhile, the werewolves have begun to form a human wall and started to climb the roof, leaving Li Yao little time.
Even now, werewolf hunters were unleashing a barrage of arrows at Li Yao, who was able to avoid them by lying flat on the roof.
Li Yao, however, was not worried at all. He calmly took out the World Amplifier from his bag and aimed it at his forehead.
At this moment, the three major guilds and Xiao Ze were on the hill not far from the post, and they could see clearly what’s happening.
Under their complicated gazes, Li Yao became a figurine, much smaller than a goblin.
The sight nearly dropped everyone’s jaws, including those watching in the live broadcast room.
“What the hell is going on?”
This thought occurred to everyone.
In Li Yao’s diminished state, the cable was like a real bridge. He used the Shadow Roll continuously and quickly got on the bridge before the werewolf hunters could react.
The werewolf hunters fired another round of arrows, but Li Yao made a surprising move. He jumped back and was thrown sideways out of their line of fire.
The rain of arrows from the werewolves missed Li Yao, not even touching a single piece of his clothing.
Li Yao raised his wrist and shot another string of magic spider silk. It didn’t stick on the three-story building where the rope bridge was but on another tower made of stone.
The tower, already abandoned and its entrance sealed, stood Tall in the outpost, reaching at least a hundred yards high.
Li Yao was now hanging from the edge of the tower. He quickly deactivated the World Amplifier buff. His body returned to its original size and he rapidly started ascending the tower.
It’s extremely difficult for ordinary players to climb the tower, even with a climbing skill, but with the Creator’s Hand, Li Yao’s arm flexibility and strength were greatly improved.
This was what gave him the means to make speedy ascends on rocky surfaces.
Watching Li Yao continuously clamber up, and even horizontally move around, dodging wave after wave of arrow rain from the werewolves like a nimble monkey, Zhao Lei was dumbfounded: “When did he learn this trick?”
“Real-life version of Assassin’s Creed. Somehow, he feels more thief-like than a thief.” No matter how many times he had been shocked, seeing this scene still amazed him.
Not just him, those unfamiliar with Li Yao were gleaming. They only found out then that a hunter could be played .
It was a real tightrope act. Not every part of the tower was safe to climb, and there was continuous rain of arrows. He must make swift decisions and any slight misjudgment would turn him into a walking pin cushion or falling to his death, if not pummelled to death after.
It seemed like a long time to talk about, but from entering the outpost, to climbing the roof, to unexpectedly clambering up the abandoned tower, the moves were fluid and much faster than it would seem. He did not show anxiety nor haste, like a wisp of smoke, he had reached the top in no time amidst everyone’s amazement.
From such a high vantage point, the werewolves’ inferior arrows have become harmless to Li Yao.
More importantly, the army of murlocs was closing in on the werewolf outpost.
The werewolves had begun forming outside the outpost, preparing to withstand the onslaught of the murloc army.
Li Yao, perched atop the abandoned tower, shone like a lighthouse. The enraged murlocs focused on him as they charged towards the outpost with mad fury.
And the werewolves would naturally not give up their outpost, and thus the two armies crashed into each other like Mars colliding with Earth.
Meanwhile, Li Yao took out his fire gun and kept firing at the flying bird pets of the werewolves who were still tangled with the Flame Eagle.
Although these birds were at a higher level than the Flame Eagle, their overall attributes were far inferior. Despite being surrounded and attacked, the Flame Eagle was still brave and invincible.
Its extremely sharp claws were not something ordinary monsters could withstand. It captured and tore apart one bird after another, particularly dominating in group combat with its spell, unstoppable in the flock of birds like a soaring phoenix, unbeatable by anyone.
With Li Yao’s help, the aerial pets of the werewolves were swiftly dealt with.
Li Yao nodded in satisfaction, threw a mechanical part into the distance. The Flame Eagle cheerfully swallowed the part with a twirl, revitalized as it circled around Li Yao.
“This pet is so damn amazing, as a hunter, I need to know its origin.”
“Same question, where do I find such an amazing pet?”
“My God, surrounded by so many monsters and it hasn’t even lost a third of its health. But it’s able to kill so swiftly. It must indeed be a top-notch rare pet.”
The broadcast room had exploded because the Flame Eagle’s performance was just too stunning. Its body was like cast metal, radiating a dark red glow, surrounded by an ethereal orange-red flame. It was spectacular, impossible
not to attract attention.
“Grapes, as a hunter, what do you think of Prairie Fire’s pet?” Little Zi calmed herself down from her shock. She was all smiles again.
Moreover, she understood why Li Yao did not want to be live-broadcasted. All of Li Yao’s hidden cards were not something anyone would want to be exposed. Li Yao not killing her directly was already a great favor. Using the murlocs to trick her was his way to tell her that he was not someone to be easily trifled with.
“Boss-level pet, and have you noticed, this Flame Eagle actually eats mechanical parts. Clearly, it is a mechanical pet and Mechanical Hunter should be his elite occupation. As for its origin, regardless if Prairie Fire would tell us or not, even if he does tell, conventional pets would simply not make the cut.”
Upon hearing this explanation, the enthusiasm of the other hunters rapidly cooled, like having a bucket of ice water poured over their heads.
Sour Grapes had completely misunderstood and considered Mechanical Hunter an elite profession.
The individual qualities of a murloc are definitely inferior to those of a werewolf, and murlocs are not good at using armor, only equipped with some simple bone weapons.
One-on-one, a werewolf could take two murlocs.
After clashing, it was clear that the murlocs were no match. The number of murloc deaths was double that of the werewolves.
But the number of murlocs was at least three times the werewolves, and with the news of their King’s death, they were in a state of fury, completely disregarding the usual timid nature.
They were all incredibly brave, not showing any sign of fear or retreat upon witnessing the death of their tribe members. They were like a group of bloodthirsty wolves.
Their source of rage, Li Yao, was casually watching them from high above…
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