Chapter 138 - Dark Assassins Ambush! (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ding!

“Congratulations on obtaining the gift of the dragon, Walter. Night Pearl+5,000!”

“Congratulations on obtaining the mission item: Dragon Soul!”

“Congratulations on obtaining the mission item: Dragon Skeleton!”

…

To his surprise, there were more than 5,000 Night Pearls in the cave.

Moreover, these Night Pearls were very rare materials.

As an ornament valued by the dragons, the Night Pearls were also extraordinary in other races.

But now was not the time to talk about this.

Walter had given Lorne a warning.

It turned out that there were already many assassin players from the Dark faction lurking around this place.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the team led by [Bloodthirsty].

Lorne put the dragon skeleton into his bag and walked out of the cave.

Opening the map, he could see a large number of red dots.

In “Divine Realm”, every red dot on the map represented a target of the enemy camp.

Therefore, there should be more than 300 to 400 high-level assassins lurking near this map.

Fortunately, he was under the cliff. Those assassins did not dare to rashly come down from the cliff. After all, they did not have the flying equipment [Angel’s Wings]. If they failed, they would directly fall to their death.

“Interesting.”

Lorne was not worried. On the contrary, he smiled.

Since the other party was so friendly, he should arrange a different surprise for them.

“Aisha, go up first. Those assassins are hiding near these rocks. Once the battle begins, Small Artillery and Venom will use their AOE skills to cover these two spots.”

As he climbed the vines, Lorne made the most thorough plan.

…

“Gosh, is Tyrant really down there?”

“That’s right. Our people saw him enter this canyon with their own eyes and did not leave. As long as he did not go offline, he must still be in this canyon.”

“We’ve checked the surroundings of the canyon but haven’t found him. If he’s still in the canyon, he should be under this abyss.”

“How long do we have to wait?”

“Don’t be anxious. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, we’ve called all our friends here. At that time, thousands of people will surround and kill him. Even if Tyrant has a pair of wings, he won’t be able to escape!”

Near the cliff, among the rocks, hundreds of players were hiding behind the rocks.

Above their heads, the prefix of the Netherworld Guild was hanging. Clearly, they were from the same faction as Bloodthirsty.

Because they had not seen their target for a long time, everyone was in a more relaxed state.

Just as they were chatting happily, an invisible figure quickly got up from the vines and pulled out a dagger from its waist, infiltrating the army of assassins.

Slash!

A cold dagger slashed through the neck of a player.

In an instant, the player became a white soul.

In the sky, there was a terrifying damage number.

-16,000 (Critical)

This was a five-digit amount of damage!