Chapter 73: Night Creatures Venom (1/2)
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Frost Mound.
Undead Swordsman Suren laughed at me while swinging his bony arms. ”Young undead, your growth has truly been an eye-opener to me. Who would've thought that you would become a Bone Lord in less than two months? This is great news, the Night Creatures shall be joined by a powerful warrior very soon!”
Then, Suren's eyes turned serious as he continued, ”However, a threat from the distant lands is approaching us, and our enemies are everywhere on this continent! Young undead, we must grab our weapons and kill them if we wish to survive in this world. We will road the path of blood and usher a new age! But for now, a group of evil undeads has recently occupied a ridge to the south called Crow Ridge. An old friend of mine lives there, and he asked me for help in a letter I got two days ago. Head to Crow Ridge immediately and investigate the situation over there.”
Ding~!
System Notice: Do you accept the quest [Crow Ridge]? (Quest Rank: C)
I instinctively s.h.i.+vered with antic.i.p.ation. Another C rank quest? This is perfect. This is what I need to boost my level!
I accepted the quest and put Frost Mound Camp behind me. Then, I opened the world map and searched for Crow Ridge. This eerie-sounding leveling zone was situated not far away to the south of Floating Ice City, and on the map the entire area was dyed in red color. Clearly it wasn't an area that was meant to be crossed, and most players heeded the warning because the Greedy Wolves outside of Crow Ridge alone were already Level 40 or higher. As of now, an average player had no hope of beating something that strong.
……
Beneath the moonlight, a small skeleton fitted himself with a powerful set of equipment. He wore a dark Cyanfire Cloak on his shoulders, Soul Turmoil Armor around his upper body, and Beast-faced Turmoil Helmet on his head. He held a sharp blade that glowed like fire regardless of the time, and the arm holding the blade was covered with a crimson metal wristguard, making it look like it had been dyed with blood. It was none other than Blood Shadow Bracers the little skeleton had obtained not long ago.
Buzzing, my Dark Wasp flew up, down, left, right and diagonal again and again until I felt like killing it with a flyswatter. I had changed its name from ”Wind Fantasy” to ”F-22” after Lin Yixin's strong protest, but later on I thought it sounded too imperialistic. So, I changed its name again to ”Little White Rabbit”, a good name that allowed the imagination to roam.
I ran across the dangerous Wild Bear Forest. I encountered many players from Floating Ice City while I was making way toward Crow Ridge, and quite a couple of them looked tempted to PK me for my equipment. In the wild, my blood-red ID marked me as a killable target, and anyone with a pair of discerning eyes could tell that my items were rarities with stat bonuses at minimum.
Beside the road, a trio of players who were busy killing a bear suddenly stopped moving and stared at my equipment. They were Level 27 and haven't undergone their second cla.s.s promotion, the meaning behind their intent gazes as clear as day.
I sneered. Man, everyone wants a piece of me these days.
Swhoos.h.!.+
I openly revealed my full ID.
Broken Halberd Sinks Into Sand LV-42 Bronze Undead Swordsman.
Hmph hmph, I welcome anyone who has a death wis.h.!.+
I propped the Weeping Fire Blade on my shoulders and walked past them with a smile on my face. As I thought, no one dared to lift a finger against me. I was the number three pro on the Heavenly Ranking, and at this point I was pretty famous in Floating Ice City thanks to the legendary feats I had committed. For example, I had worked together with the Fruit Knife G.o.ddess, Wind Fantasy, to s.n.a.t.c.h a boss from right under Mad Dragon's nose. I had also single-handedly defeated several top-tier pros of the Domination Clan, including the leader himself, Dominating Heaven Blade.
When I neared the outer edge of Crow Ridge, a couple of Level 41 and 42 Greedy Wolves showed up, as expected. However, with my Dark Wasp, these mobs were no longer any threat to me; I could just one-shot them. Unfortunately, I would still wear down my weapon and lose durability… not that it stopped me at all.
After clearing out the Greedy Wolves, I stepped into Crow Ridge.
A vast sea of morning fog covered my sight. It was almost impossible to see anything that was two or three steps away clearly. As I and my Dark Wasp felt our way carefully, soft, ghastly wails would occasionally make their way to our ears. Crow Ridge was definitely an ominous place.
Suddenly, my Dark Wasp flapped its small wings and and hissed violently toward a certain direction. It must've sensed a powerful opponent.
I raised my eyebrows and ordered, ”Take 'em out, Little White Rabbit!”
My Dark Wasp immediately charged forward and plunged its sting into something that I couldn't see behind the fog. When I raised my sword and charged into the fog myself, I discovered that the enemy was a monstrous woman with a translucent body and very messy hair. It looked like it was sculpted from a block of crystal, and it screamed like a wraith as it wrestled against my pet.
Night Banshee
Level: 45
Attack: 120~245
Defense: 180
HP: 4000
Introduction: Once a female human, her soul was possessed by the devil. These vengeful ghosts who can't enter the cycle of reincarnation are doomed to roam the wilderness forever. Eventually, they become incredibly violent and destructive.
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Level 45? It's just the mob I was looking for!
I raised my sword and charged forward to support my Dark Wasp. I successfully dealt ma.s.sive damage with a lightning-quick Pardon + Slayer Slash combo and elicited a bloodcurdling scream from the Night Banshee!
MISS!
1894!
The mob was almost within one-shot range after my Dark Wasp attacked it with 3-hit Flurry. One quick basic attack later, the Night Banshee took 445 damage and died!