Chapter 61 (1/2)

Chapter 61: Super Long-Distance Assault

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The pathways in the Cove of Red Leaves were winding and narrow. The area after crossing the Riverbed of Silverfish was particularly difficult to maneuver around, with the dense forest blocking their every step.

But that was precisely what made Andy’s trails especially clear.

The trampled undergrowth, splintered chopped wood from their hasty escape, and the unnatural position of bushes—these clues were telling and voluminous.

A fully armored Jacker cleared the path with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other. Currently, there was no shred of fear in his heart.

With the assistance of Princess Annie, Link’s destructive magic power, and his increasingly powerful abilities—coupled with his intricate equipment, these bolstered his courage.

Even the Syndicate was on the run from them.

In order to keep up with Jacker, Link cast a spell of Cat’s Agility on both Gildern and himself. Gildern took up the role of a rear scout, as his marksman abilities were not made for close quarters combat.

They moved swiftly through the forest.

After ten minutes, Jacker was the first to reach the summit and the bird’s eye view allowed him to spot the enemy easily. A team clad in brown leather armor, similar to that of the Syndicate bandits they defeated previously, were hastily on the run.

“My Lord, there’s the enemy!” Jacker pointed ahead.

The enemy was at the foot of the mountain and there were roughly 15 of them. They were traveling at a relatively fast pace, albeit slower than Link due to the treacherous terrain of the mountains, which required them to constantly bash their way through the overgrowth.

However, something was amiss with this group of bandits.

In theory, they should have been on the run due to fear of his magical prowess. As much as Andy was an impressive leader who instilled confidence in his men, they should have appeared hysterical and afraid.

And while this group of bandits was indeed traveling at a fast pace, they did not seem to be desperate. “Instead of being on the run, they seem to be on the retreat,” Link clearly made a distinction between the two terms.

How could that be possible? Link placed himself in the shoes of the bandits. If his intricately planned ambush was easily overcome by the enemy, it would be a huge impact on his morale, even for him. He would definitely be frantically on the run.

Are you telling me these bandits are still clinging on to some form of hope? What if, they have other manpower are already waiting in ambush for us? several possibilities flashed through Link’s mind.

An ambush wouldn’t be a problem for Link. His Aura Detection spell could easily pinpoint the hiding spots of his enemies.

However, something was still off. Link estimated the distance between the bandits and himself. He was currently occupying a higher ground of about 600 feet. It was at that moment Link had an epiphany.

Not only did he have the advantage of a higher ground, the group of bandits was also tightly clustered, his whistle would definitely be an unpleasant surprise for them!

“Since it might be a trap, let us commence our assault from here!” Link ordered, “Jacker, you continue on the pursuit, Gildern and I will catch up soon enough!”

“Roger!” Jacker had unflinching trust in Link and he sped towards the bandits without any second thoughts.

“Watch my back,” Link said to Gildern.

Gildern nodded and unsheathed his dagger, standing on guard beside Link.

Link set his sights on the bandits and grabbed a handful of steel dust from his pocket. He felt a wave of magical energy surging into his Fire Crystal Staff and 0.2 seconds later, a metallic flaming tip formed at the top of his staff.

The metallic tip spun at a high speed and created a whistling sound that pierced through the silent forest, visible air ripples forming around it as magical energy continuously flowed. This phenomenon was caused when magical energy, elemental energy, and air interacted with one another.

Gildern looked at the magic with great respect, in awe of its terrifying power.

Link, on the other hand, was fully absorbed in his spellcasting, calculating the angle of assault in his mind.

In that instant, Link saw multiple images which converged at the position his enemies were currently at. He also saw many murky images which dictated their possible positions in the future.

Between him and those images was a long parabola which dictated his line of fire.

Link knew in his heart that this was the game interface giving support to players during spell casting, and not his own powers.

The game interface was useful not only in supplying missions that awarded Omni Points, but also in assisting him in spellcasting which greatly increased his attacking speed. And now, it was even helping him to make more precise attacks.

I wonder what else the system is capable of, Link thought expectantly.

The enemy was starting to fade away from his sight. Link slightly adjusted his spellcasting angle and without a second thought, fired his powerful magic attack!