Chapter 64 (2/2)

Although he would be safe from Link’s spells at that distance, at the same time it meant his spells won’t reach Link either. In fact, the Magician had not been attacking at all, he was obviously waiting for Andy to get near to Link before making his move.

And that was the chance that Link spotted. The Magician would not begin his attacks yet, but if he could kill Andy, then he would complete the mission of killing the leader of the thieves and receive 40 Omni Points. That would boost his chance of defeating the black-robed Magician.

“Back me up. We’ll kill Andy!” muttered Link in an urgent voice.

Gildern nodded then inhaled deeply. He reached for three arrows in the quiver then nocked all of them at once on his bow. Gildern knew this was a moment of life and death, so he focused all his energy and concentration on this one attack.

By this time, Andy was already 60 feet away, close enough that Link could plainly see those pair eyes that were brimming with bloodthirst.

Coincidentally, Andy was looking this way too, and the two locked eyes.

It was the first time Andy had seen Link at such a close distance, and it made him stop in his tracks momentarily. He had expected to see a young Magician pale-faced with fear and shaken to his core. But what he saw instead was a dark pair of eyes, unfaltering and chillingly calm.

The word young didn’t seem to suit the owner of those eyes, though he didn’t seem old either. The Magician couldn’t be more than 16 or 17 years old, his body looked gaunt and weak, and his arms couldn’t be any thicker than a toothpick. The only thing that stood out about him was his expressions, or rather his lack thereof. His face did not betray any kind of emotion. Even when Andy was staring into his eyes, he couldn’t detect a trace of feeling there at all.

Is this really the Magician who killed all my Night Blade members? He looked so weak that a single breeze could carry him off. I can easily finish him off with a single stab of my dagger. But why is he not afraid? Andy had seen countless people, but Link was unlike any other he had met so far.

In the short instance that Andy was lost in his thoughts, Gildern grabbed the opportunity and raised the three arrows and shot it towards Andy. At the same time, Link also shot a glass orb at him.

A gust of wind roused Andy back to his senses; he was now faced with arrows shooting towards his eyes. But with lightning speed, he raised his dagger. Clang! With the dagger in his left hand, he easily deflected the arrows and sent them flying in another direction, and with the dagger in his right hand, he stabbed at Link’s glass orb.

Bang! The orb swiftly moved forward, but all the same, Andy had managed to stab it with his dagger because his reaction was incredibly fast!

This was what high-level Assassins were capable of. Their biggest strength was their speed, and each movement they made in battles was with purpose. They reacted to each attack without having to think because they had gone through so much training; it had become their second nature.

No matter how random and unpredictable Link’s Glass Orbs’ movements were, their speed could never exceed 100 feet per second. To common folks, this speed was unimaginably fast, but it fell short when faced with a high-level Assassin like Andy.

After successfully thwarting the attacks, Andy bent his body and sprung towards a tree and hid behind it, as nimbly as a fox.

He was now only 50 feet away from Link.

Right now, Jacker was struggling to block the Crystal Golem’s attacks with all his might, and it seemed that he wouldn’t last any longer. Link had only 4 Mana points left. Gildern’s shooting skills weren’t bad, but he was only a Level-2 mercenary—his reaction speed and attacking speed was no match for Andy.

While on the other side, Andy was armed with anti-magic armor and anti-magic daggers, so Glass Orbs couldn’t hurt him much at all. In addition, somewhere further away in the forest lurked a powerful master Magician waiting for the right moment to attack.

At that point, even Link was beginning to think that they had a slim chance of killing Andy.

Then Andy appeared from behind the tree and in a flash, disappeared behind another tree again. He was now only 30 feet away from them.

“Magician, it’s time for you to die!” said the Assassin, and Link could clearly hear his maniacal voice ringing through the forest.

The black-robed Magician told him that the young Magician had almost used up all his Mana and that at most, he could only cast two spells. A Magician without his spells, in Andy’s eyes, was nothing more than a walking lump of meat!