A Comprehensive Network: An Endless Adventure Begins as a Wanderer

Kram's skin began to redden, his veins bulged, and his muscles swelled. His already thick arms became even more exaggerated, with veins writhing menacingly beneath his skin like earthworms.

violent.

The barbarian of the Wild Path has entered a berserk state.

Cheng Yi felt the pressure.

It wasn't psychological, but physical—the oppressive aura emanating from Kram was like an invisible giant hand pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe and causing his heart to race. This was the suppressive power of a professional's aura.

Then, sparks began to appear around Klam's body.

It wasn't flame, nor lightning, but tiny, orange-red sparks that seeped from its skin's pores, crackling in the air like countless invisible fireworks exploding around it. The sparks landed on the soil, burning small, charred pits; they landed on the goblin's rags, instantly igniting into tiny flames.

Wild magic.

Cheng Yi's heart sank.

When a barbarian on the Wild Path goes berserk, every attack can trigger random magical effects. Some are harmless—like sparks flying or grass growing at their feet—but some are deadly, and this Spark Armor clearly belongs to the latter.

Kram looked down at the sparks erupting from his body and grinned.

"Looks like I'm having a lucky day."

It grinned maliciously.

"And you, you're not so lucky."

It walked towards Cheng Yi, leaving charred footprints with each step. Sparks flew from its body, landing on the cave walls and burning small craters. A burnt smell filled the air, as if something was burning.

Cheng Yi took a step back.

He dared not approach Klam. The sparks, though small, were extremely hot, and being splashed with them would be unbearable. His melee attacks required him to get close to Klam's body, and those sparks would burn his hands and arms the moment he drew his sword.

It must be done remotely.

Cheng Yi waved his right hand, and a throwing knife shot out through the air.

The throwing knife pierced through the spark armor, its blade streaked with sparks, tracing a burning path through the air before embedding itself in Kram's chest. But the blade didn't penetrate deeply into the flesh—

The spark armor not only shifted the angle of the throwing knife, but also softened its metal. The blade lost its hardness the moment it touched Kram's skin, bending after penetrating less than a centimeter.

Kram casually pulled out a throwing knife and threw it on the ground.

"Is there anything else?" it asked.

Cheng Yi did not answer.

His mind raced. The Spark Armor was hot, but its range was limited, effective only within half a meter of Klam's body. If he used Shadow Teleport to appear directly behind Klam, the blade wouldn't be affected by the sparks before contacting Klam's skin—but his hand would be exposed to the sparks the instant he drew his sword.

Unless he doesn't use his hands.

The Hand of the Trickster.

Cheng Yi took a deep breath and retreated into the shadows.

Kram gave chase, his mace swung through the air, sparks flying. No longer charging blindly as before, it approached rhythmically, each step precisely positioned to block Cheng Yi's possible teleportation routes.

Cheng Yi moved through the shadows.

He teleported from the cave wall to the cave ceiling, from the cave ceiling to the kennel fence, and from the fence to behind Klamm. Each teleportation lasted less than a second, giving Klamm no chance to lock on.

But Klam wasn't in a hurry.

It knew that Cheng Yi dared not approach, and its spark armor was still burning. As long as Cheng Yi could not get close, it would be invincible.

Cheng Yi emerged from the shadows above the cave, holding a throwing knife in each hand and throwing them simultaneously.

Two throwing knives traced burning arcs in the air, one to the left and one to the right, flying towards Kram's face and chest. Kram raised his shield, blocking one and dodging the other. The knife grazed his ear and embedded itself in the cave wall, its blade still trembling slightly.

Kram lowered his shield, about to taunt him, when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

A sharp pain shot through his right wrist.

Looking down, it saw a deep wound on its right wrist, blood gushing out. It wasn't caused by the throwing knife—the knife was embedded in the shield and the cave wall, never touching its wrist.

Kram was stunned.

Cheng Yi stepped out of the shadows, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The instant Kram's attention was drawn to the two throwing knives, an invisible hand emerged from behind it, holding a throwing knife, and slashed its right wrist.

Kram's right hand began to tremble.

It wasn't poisoning, but rather the tendon being severed.

Its right hand could no longer hold the hammer, and the hammerhead crashed to the ground with a "bang." This time it really fell to the ground and could never be picked up again.

With a roar, Kram picked up his shield with his left hand and charged at Cheng Yi.

The Spark Armor was still burning, but with his right hand gone, Kram's only remaining means of attack were shield ramming and left-hand punches, greatly reducing his threat level.

Cheng Yi stopped retreating.

He charged toward Kram.

Two figures crossed paths in the darkness.

In the instant Cheng Yi passed him, the sorcerer's hand reached out from behind Kram, holding a throwing knife, and stabbed it into Kram's left shoulder—at the base of Kram's arm where he held the shield. The throwing knife severed the tendon, and the shield slipped from Kram's hand.

Kram's left arm was also ruined.

It stood there, arms hanging limply at its sides, blood gushing from its wounds. The Spark Armor was still burning, though much dimmer than before. The berserk state was nearing its end; its breathing grew heavier, its chest heaving violently like an overloaded engine.

Cheng Yi stood in front of it, holding the last throwing knife in his hand.

"You are very strong."

Kram's lips twitched.

"you--"

It wanted to say something, but its frenzy subsided at that moment. Its muscles atrophied, its veins stopped bulging, and its skin changed from bright red back to dark brown. As the frenzy subsided, the wound lost the pressure of the muscles, and blood began to gush out, pooling into a dark red puddle on the ground.

Kram's knees buckled, and he fell to his knees.

It braced itself against the ground with its forehead, trying to maintain its balance, but its arms were useless and unable to support its body. Its body lurched forward, and it fell face down to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Cheng Yi stood beside it, panting heavily.

He crouched down, pulled the throwing knife from Kram's left shoulder, wiped the blood off Kram's leather armor, and put it back in its scabbard.

Kram's eyes were still open, but his pupils had begun to dilate.

"A caravan..." Kram's voice was soft, as if it came from a great distance. "Those two carriages...it wasn't me...it was someone else..."

Its sound abruptly stopped.

You have killed Wild Kram and gained 150 Universal Experience.

The cave was as quiet as a tomb, utterly quiet.