Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Chapter 113 This is Luke's first time facing multiple enemies...

This eerie cold wave, which swept in without warning, seemed to be an impact from the soul.

No matter how many clothes you wear, that chilling coldness still seeps into your bones in an instant.

As seasoned, high-level adventurers, everyone present had already reacted through muscle memory long before Captain Reina gave a low growl.

However, time passed second by second.

In the darkness of the distance, apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other movement.

There were no monster roars, no sound of a massive body breaking tree branches.

It all seemed like an illusion caused by their excessive tension.

The upgraded dark vision allows Luke to see farther than others.

It can clearly capture every detail within a 120-foot range, taking in the entire forest scene.

Apart from the occasional gentle breeze that caused the fallen leaves to tremble slightly, the forest ahead was deathly silent.

Luca frowned slightly, maintaining his defensive stance, and turned to look at the rest of Rena's squad, who were positioned in a fan-shaped defensive formation.

However, he sensed something was wrong at first glance.

Luke discovered that, apart from himself, there were four other people in the group.

At this moment, they were all as if they had been frozen in place, staring intently at the empty forest in front of them.

The faces of these four high-level professionals, including the warlock Kalan who should have the highest mental resistance, all wore complex expressions that were difficult to describe.

There was fear, there was sorrow, and there was greed.

Luke immediately realized that these people seemed to have been infected at the same time.

He lowered his voice and tentatively called out to Lena, who was closest to him.

This tall, strong, and generous female soldier was trembling slightly.

Her face showed a fragile and sorrowful expression, as if she was experiencing some heartbreaking sadness.

In fact, it does.

The moment that gust of cold wind blew by, Lena had already raised her alertness to the highest level.

When she heard footsteps slowly approaching from the forest ahead, she was ready for battle.

However, the moment the figure truly emerged from the darkness and appeared clearly before her eyes...

Lena's initial high fighting spirit instantly turned into pain and regret.

Standing before her was not some hideous monster, but her younger sister who had been dead for many years.

This is also the softest and most vulnerable part of her heart.

Now, it's being torn open completely, like an exposed scar.

Using deceased relatives as bait is not uncommon among monsters skilled in mind control.

As a mentally resilient high-level professional, Lena felt angry upon seeing this scene, but reason would definitely prevail, and she would easily see through this low-level illusion technique.

However, she knew perfectly well that the figure in front of her was an illusion.

However, they were completely unable to escape from those negative emotions.

As her younger sister drew closer, she began to recount their shared childhood memories.

The last vestiges of rationality in Lena's mind, the reason that was still being considered, began to fade away.

Rather than being deceived by illusions, it would be more accurate to say that she was being forcibly stripped of her thoughts by a mental force possessing an overwhelming dimension, dragged into a dream from which she could not awaken.

Her last thought was: "To just sink into this state doesn't seem so bad..."

"7

In the camp.

Luke looked at the four people who had just been serious and on guard.

In the blink of an eye, he was already standing still, with a complex expression constantly appearing on his face.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately followed the tactical arrangements previously laid out by Lena.

Luke walked up to the group and slapped each of them hard twice across the face.

The immense force left two bright red handprints on the faces of the group.

Especially when summoning the orcs, Luke simply used his shield to smash the orc's hard head twice.

Unfortunately, it was still impossible to awaken the people who were deeply under mind control.

Luke then took out a specially made rope, intending to tie the men up first.

To prevent them from going mad and running uncontrollably into the woods like the others who had disappeared before.

However, just as Luke untied the rope and prepared to act...

Lena, who was standing nearby, suddenly looked up and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Then, she turned her head sharply and looked at Luke.

His once clear and spirited eyes had now turned completely bloodshot.

Not only her, but the other three members of the team also seemed to have received some kind of unified instruction.

They all turned their necks, their eyes, completely consumed by emotion, fixed on Luke.

Luke's heart sank immediately:

broken.

The performance of Lena's team was completely different from the information they had previously gathered.

These high-level professionals were caught off guard without any warning.

Instead of running directly into the depths of the forest, they stood there in a daze for a while before turning their attention to themselves, the only one who was still conscious.

The aggressive and menacing look in his eyes, along with the subtle twitching of his muscles, made his intentions self-evident.

Luca's combat instincts were always sharp, and he didn't even try to call out to his temporarily subdued teammates.

He had already struck first before Lena and the others could make a move.

"Bang!"

The decaying leaves beneath his feet were instantly crushed, and Luca transformed into a gray-black afterimage, instantly appearing beside the warlock Kalan.

In battle, targeting the back row first is the most basic common sense in combat.

Although this spellcaster possessed many troublesome spells, his physical constitution was also the weakest in the team.

Therefore, Luke decided to prioritize crippling the opponent's ability to move.

Luca raised his left arm, which was covered by a steel shield, and slammed it hard into the back of Karan's head.

But the instant he raised his hand, on the other side, the towering orc suddenly opened his eyes wide and his chest swelled violently.

It unleashed a powerful roar that shook the entire forest!

"roar!"

Immediately afterwards, a visible blood-red energy wave, centered on the orc, spread violently outwards like a storm.

This is the signature move of the "Heavy Armor Barbarian," the [Fearless War Cry]!

This combat technique, which carries a mocking quality, is quite bizarre. Luca noticed that his arm was already raised.

It abruptly stopped in mid-air, unable to fall for a long time.

It seems that he can only unleash his attack power when facing orcs.

This taunting tactic is not simply a matter of psychological intimidation.

Because Luke's panel did not issue any warning regarding the "Miracle Gift" feature.

However, unlike the dragons who were ridiculed at the time, he did not launch a reckless attack on the orcs.

After struggling for only a short while, Luke was able to break free from that unique state of being mocked.

His body regained full mobility, and he regained control of his arms.

However, in the life-or-death struggle of high-level games, a moment of stagnation is enough to change the course of the battle.

This brief pause allowed the rest of the squad to fully complete their combat preparations and take their positions.

Upon realizing what was happening, a blue magical whirlwind surged from beneath the feet of the warlock Kalan.

He had already cast the first-circle spell "Grease the Foot" and, with an agility completely disproportionate to his physique, quickly widened the distance between himself and Luke.

Meanwhile, Captain Reina had already drawn her sword and stood in front of Luca.

Meanwhile, the figure of the wanderer Latour had already lurked in the shadows, out of Luke's sight.

The initial advantage was completely wiped out in an instant!

This was the first time Luke had faced an entire party of adventurers composed of professionals, and even high-ranking professionals at that.

Even though they were deprived of their senses, this battle-hardened "Unbreakable Heavy Sword" squad still displayed the expected teamwork.

Within a few breaths, Luke was completely surrounded by them.

The mysterious entity hidden deep in the forest was able to control four high-level professionals without them even realizing it.

You can even control them to fight.

"boom!"

Without giving Luke any chance to catch his breath, Rena in front of him had already raised her greatsword high with both hands and activated the special charging combat technique of the "Greatsword Warrior".

She instantly transformed into a blurry afterimage, her combat boots carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Carrying unstoppable, violent kinetic energy, it crashed directly into Luke like a runaway heavy tank.

In an instant, the heavy two-handed sword swept across with wind pressure strong enough to split boulders.

Even before the blade arrived, the sharpness that seemed to slice through the air already stung Luke's face.

At such close range, ordinary prey would inevitably be cut in half at the waist.

But just as the massive sword blade was about to touch the edge of the black armor...

Luca's originally solid body suddenly rippled like water before turning into a phantom afterimage.

"Bang!"

Lena's greatsword shattered the afterimage without any resistance and cleaved deep into the trunk of a huge ancient tree, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The target they were charging towards had already vanished from the spot.

A hundred feet away.

The forest scene was rushing past as Luke sprinted towards the village of Moss.

He was very clear-headed.

There is no need to continue this investigation.

It's not that he didn't want to save people.

However, before saving others, you must first ensure your own safety.

What happened here was too bizarre, far beyond what we had previously expected.

Therefore, Luca had no intention of fighting Rena's team and had already made plans to retreat.

As Lena charged at him, he activated [Stealth Evasion] without hesitation.

As Luke ran without looking back, looking at the peaceful forest path ahead, a sudden warning arose in his heart.

Although he couldn't see anything unusual with the naked eye, he decided to follow his sixth sense and stopped.

His keen senses, combined with his expertise in dark vision, finally allowed him to detect the danger.

In the woods ahead, many threads resembling spider webs were stretched out.

It's hard to notice when you're moving at high speed.

Now, stopping to observe more closely, he discovered that these "spider silks" reflected an extremely faint metallic luster under the clear moonlight.

Luke drew his half-sword, flicked his wrist, and the blade tentatively severed a taut thin line in front of him.

As the sharp blade sliced ​​through the thin thread, a subtle, jarring sensation was felt.

This shows that these metal wires are not only extremely sharp, but also very tough.

If he hadn't been paying attention, he might have been cut into pieces by those thin lines.

They were able to predict his escape route in such a short time and set up a trap on his way back.

Naturally, it's Latour, the "shadow lurker" with extremely low presence in Rena and Xiaohui.

All I can say is that he truly deserves to be called a high-level wanderer; he is indeed a master at setting traps.

The moment the fight began, he had already set up a trap behind him.

And if the trap is here, there's no reason why reinforcements shouldn't be there as well.

Luke stood still for a few seconds, the feeling of danger still lingering.

He could sense that someone was hiding in the environment nearby.

However, the table in front of them looked perfectly normal.

The fact that the enemy has not launched a sneak attack yet clearly shows that they feel it is too risky to face Luke alone.

As a professional assassin who is extremely skilled in assassination, Latour has enough patience to deal with his prey.

But Luke didn't have much time left.

Judging from the seamless teamwork of "Unbreakable Heavy Sword" Xiao Hui, the other reinforcements must be rapidly approaching this location.

Soon, a look of anxiety appeared on Luke's face.

He seemed to have finally lost his patience, like a headless fly.

They began to run frantically through the trap-filled forest.

He ran and stopped intermittently, occasionally slowing down in a very disheveled manner, wielding his longsword to sever the silver threads that blocked his path.

Less than twenty feet away in the tree canopy, Latour was observing Luke's every move.

Just as Luke was struggling left and right, seemingly finally figuring out the pattern of the silver threads and thinking he had found a safe path, he began to accelerate his pace of death.

Between the two tree roots, close to the fallen leaves on the ground, lies a hidden tripwire—Latour's final gift, prepared long ago for his opponent.

Sure enough, as Luca accelerated past the big tree, his right ankle suddenly tightened.

With the sound of the thin thread snapping, he instantly lost his balance, stumbled, and fell forward.

His back was completely exposed to the air, leaving him utterly defenseless.

At the very moment Luke lost his balance, Latour, hidden in the shadows, revealed his fangs.

Those were two daggers imbued with deadly poison, which struck Luke directly on the back of the head while he was suspended in mid-air.

From beginning to end, Luke was always confined to his own rhythm.

Therefore, Latour did not want to miss the best time for his son.

He didn't need to wait for his comrades to take their positions; with the poison on his dagger, this one strike was enough to turn this troublesome fellow into a convulsing corpse.

Latour was even convinced that he had launched the most cunning sneak attack at the most opportune time.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that...

This perfect timing wasn't a delusion given to him by his prey.

The moment Latour appeared, Luca, who seemed to have tripped, had already disappeared.

In the initial, lightning-fast exchange, Latour had already set up traps both in front and behind at top speed.

Therefore, he did not witness Luca's strange displacement ability.

Now, Latour sees his prey, which was so close, suddenly vanish.

While he was somewhat bewildered, a fear of death also rose in his heart.

Latour instinctively turned around, and a gray-black, broad-bladed half-sword had silently appeared before him!

In an instant, the positions of the hunter and the prey had been reversed!