Chapter 108 – The Phantasm Ghost Claw’s Intentions (1/2)

One of the problems with being of such a low level was that he was unable to see the target’s stats when using Appraisal due to the huge level difference.

However, just the name told him a lot. Graverobber was a very obvious name.

The Graverobber was clearly very nervous when it saw Fatty coming over. It stared at Fatty as if it was preparing to attack at any moment.

However, Fatty had no intention of fighting it. The two white legs were still waiting around. If he was to fight the Graverobber, then they might actually jump out and attack him. Or, they might create an opening for the Graverobber. All of the monsters in the area were very high leveled, so he could potentially get instakilled by any of them. Tsk, I won’t fall for that.

Fatty slowly retreated, then entered stealth. The Graverobber glanced at where Fatty disappeared from for a moment, then continued its grave robbing when it was certain that Fatty left.

The Graverobber slowly disappeared from the surface after a while. It was clear that it had dug into the grave and went down to grab whatever there was left there. I wonder what sort of grave goods there are in these shitty tombs.

Suddenly, a ray of white light shot out from where the Graverobber disappeared from. Then, it scuttled out with a shining white stone in its hand.

Holy Spirit Stone! Fatty was surprised, but that feeling was quickly replaced by excitement. Ahh, all my hard work is not going to be wasted after all! Just who would have expected a Graverobber to find a Holy Spirit Stone? I’m not letting it run now. Even if there are the two leg bones around, I’m going to grab the Holy Spirit Stone first!

“Wheat, stop it!” Fatty shouted.

Wheat returned to its original size and threw itself at the monster.

The Graverobber was sent flying by the impact. As it fell onto the ground, the Holy Spirit Stone also rolled away from its hand.

The Graverobber flipped over and grabbed the Holy Spirit Stone. When it stood back up, it cursed furiously at Fatty and Wheat, but Fatty was unable to understand its words, nor did he figure out what language it was from.

“Let’s kill it,” Fatty gave the orders for Wheat to keep the monster occupied so he could snag the Holy Spirit Stone.

Bang.

Just as the Graverobber was continuing its curses, a ball of dirt smashed into its face, causing it to fall backwards. However, it still maintained a tight grip on the Holy Spirit Stone.

“Damn, it’s so greedy even though it’s nearly dead!” Although the Graverobber had a high level, it wasn’t actually that strong at all. It merely endured the attacks from Wheat without fighting back. However, it never let go of the Holy Spirit Stone it was holding in its hand.

Wheat panted heavily after continuously shooting Howling Bullets and casting Scatterstone Rain. Yet, the moment it did so, the Graverobber got up from the ground and sprinted away.

“I’m gonna get you!” Fatty roared, then chased after the Graverobber. He needed five Holy Spirit Stones for the mission and each one of them were difficult to get. I must get the one in the Graverobber’s hands!

It’s so fast! Fatty fasped. Although the Graverobber couldn’t really attack, it was at least twice as fast as Fatty. In the blink of an eye, it was already several dozen meters away.

Just as it was about to disappear into the mist…

The Graverobber tripped over. Fatty heard a scream as if the Graverobber met something it was terrified of. It then sprinted away with an even quicker pace after getting back up!

”Shit,” Fatty stopped. There was no meaning in the chase anymore. He was definitely not going to catch up. Ahh, that’s a wasted Holy Spirit Stone.

“Wheat, I’ll give you a great mission,” Fatty thought about it for a moment, then found the easiest way he could get some Holy Spirit Stones. Since the Graverobber could dig one up, then I should be able to get enough for the mission if I dig in a few graves as well.

Wheat squeaked.

“Stop squeaking. Come and get to work!” Fatty ordered. Then, he heard a bang. It was Wheat shooting out a Howling Bullet.

Fatty quickly turned and saw that Wheat was crouching down and staring at the area in front of it as it squeaked.

Wheat was facing a mix of bones and dirt just like everywhere else in the Ancient Battlefield. Fatty took a few careful looks but didn’t notice anything amiss.

All of a sudden, Wheat slammed its front paws against the ground. A dozen or so stalagmites shot out of the ground, while the pile of bones seemed to shake.