530 Chapter 530 - A Bunch of Bit Players (1/2)

There was no doubt that Young Master Han getting up and saying goodbye was the signal. The moment he said those words, War Without Wounds' butt cleared off the stool he was sitting on moments ago and dashed out, not caring if he was hurtling toward an enemy or otherwise. With how forceful and dauntless this Charge was, he immediately made it over to the door and cleared out a path right there.

Meanwhile, the powerful display he had shown undoubtedly drew most of the enemies' attention to him. In game lingo, this was equivalent to their aggro momentarily being gathered on to War Without Wounds. Young Master Han lifted his hand and bestowed a Heal on the Warrior even as he ran close to the man. Sword Demon and Brother Assist flanked his left and right respectively. As for Royal God Call, he was bring up the rear and fired off an arrow straight at Ye Xiaowu while the gang made their escape.

Even though Ye Xiaowu was a low-level Priest, his reaction was not slow in the least. Coupled with the fact that no one else was more familiar with the game than he was, the man seemed to have already expected to have been shot, for in the time it took Royal God Call to let loose the bowstring, he had already ducked under a table.

Royal God Call found this to be entirely unexpected. Would a man with such a detestable god-complex act so unsightly during an actual skirmish?

”Trash!” Royal God Call spat out with contempt as he rushed out of the tavern after the other four. This entire sequence, which took no more than five seconds, was far more successful than they had imagined.

”My Charge is just too powerful,” War Without Wounds declared. ”It's all thanks to me that we managed to make it out of there alive.”

”It was all beautifully coordinated, with not a single error in the least,” Brother Assist praised. As a completely mediocre player when it came to combat prowess that found himself working alongside these remarkable individuals and expert combatants, he usually loved to emphasize on their group effort.

”There's no ambush outside.” Sword Demon let loose a sigh of relief. Having just lost a level, how would he not be feeling his heart ache over it? It just so happened that they had more pressing matters at hand, so he had no time to wallow in his pain. Their recent success at escaping that entrapment, of which the purpose was precisely to avoid losing a level, only served to remind him of his earlier loss, making him feel an intermingling of sadness and glee.

Naturally, they were still not out of the woods yet just because they made it out of the tavern. They continued to flee for their levels and even specifically picked the complex and winding back alleys and side roads. They could only play a game of hide-and-seek with their pursuers to take care of their comrades with slower movement speed, ensuring that everybody would be able to safely make their escape.

”Trash, trash, trash! HA HA HA HA!” Royal God Call kept looking behind him even as he cursed away in his exhilaration, like he had gone insane. They had gotten about 500 meters away from the tavern and even switched to three different alleys at this point, yet he remained as unhinged as ever.

”What's wrong with you?” The others could no longer stand it.

”That trash, a single shot from me scared the man into diving under the table for cover,” Royal God Call boasted.

”Is that so?” Young Master Han suddenly came to a halt.

”Hurry!” Brother Assist, who was beside the man, tugged at his arm as he frantically looked all around them. Given his rather slow movement speed and his cautious nature, he would not be in the least bit settled until they ran for about five kilometers.

”There's no rush.” Young Master Han waved his hand. ”Is there anyone chasing behind us?”

”We don't see anyone!” The rest shook their heads. All they bothered to do was flee as far as they could the moment they got out of the tavern. Turning into an alley and seeing no one else chasing after them, they all attributed it to their escape being a success.

”That's weird,” Young Master Han said. He flicked his wrist. ”Royal, go and take a look.”

Thus, Royal God Call turned his head around and looked back to Young Master Han. ”There's no one!”

”F*CK!” Everyone pointed their middle fingers at him.

”Are you guys sending me to my death?!” Royal God Call cried out as tears welled in his eyes. Even though he often claimed himself to be an apex expert, the capabilities of an expert like Gu Fei taking on many opponents at once was not something he could duplicate. This was why Royal God Call considered Gu Fei as an anomaly that was comparable to a Super Saiyan. As a mere mortal, he had no wish to compare himself with such an anomaly.

”Isn't our breakout a little too successful?” Young Master Han asked.

”That's all thanks to my Charge! It was pure perfection!” War Without Wounds stuck his thumb out.

”We had great coordination,” Brother Assist praised as well.

”And there's no ambush outside,” Sword Demon replied evenly.

”The boss was paralyzed in fright by my hands,” Royal God Call added.

The four finally said the words in their hearts, and Young Master Han pointed a middle finger to them.

”Are you implying that they've intentionally gone easy on us?” Brother Assist asked.

”Considering how high and mighty that person acted, I don't think that he's the sort to dive under a table in fright,” Young Master Han replied vaguely.

”What else could he do besides that? With that peerless shot of mine…” Royal God Call bragged. Still, logically speaking, at such a distance, without possessing GU Fei's Super Saiyan-level of dexterity, anyone could only use the terrain of the tavern to their advantage. While Ye Xiaowu's action of scrambling under a table was rather unseemly, it was entirely reasonable and effective.

”Go and randomly find a Guardian with his or her shield up and shoot that!” Young Master Han spat.

”That lightning-quick shot I made—”

”Lightning, my *ss; if even a level 36 Priest had the time to hide under a table, what sort of lightning is that?” Young Master Han shot his argument down.

”That man probably expected Royal God Call to fire an arrow at him yet choose not to take any precaution toward it, finally opting to evade it so tiresomely. Is that what you're getting at?” Brother Assist concluded.

Young Master Han nodded.

”What does that mean?”