Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Chapter 128 Chaotic Battle

As the thick fog dissipated, several slightly disheveled figures slowly appeared on the horizon.

Paston's mood at this moment could only be described as extremely bad.

He spent his days hunting eagles, and this time the eagle pecked at his eye.

As a veteran hunter who has spent years roaming the edge of the endless wilderness, making his fortune through double-crossing and plundering his fellow hunters...

He never imagined that one day he would be treated like prey and played with.

To him, the rusty monsters that burst forth from the underground labyrinth were...

It's just a little troublesome to deal with, and it takes some time and effort.

But those traps buried underground could never have been made by those mindless insects.

It was definitely done on purpose; in fact, it could be described as a meticulously planned "welcome ceremony."

At this moment, Paston's heavy scale armor, which had originally shimmered with a dark red enchanted aura, was now covered in dust and dried insect fluids.

During several tumbles while dodging bombs, he even got scratched by a few poisonous stingers, making him look quite disheveled.

But his face, adorned with a hideous, centipede-like scar, showed no sign of backing down.

His eyes held an unconcealable sharpness and fury.

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Based on the route the team they had previously tracked, and their current destination, it's clear that...

The other party's goal is indeed the same as ours.

Originally, Paston intended to suppress the urge to kill and rob.

Once the enemy has found their target in the ruins, they can suddenly strike and reap the benefits.

But now, he has changed his mind.

He needed to hurry up and catch up with that damned team, and kill them all!

"Boss, those guys aren't far from us. I can sense them; their tracks are still very fresh!"

Behind Paston, the man in black leather armor stepped forward.

His appearance was also somewhat disheveled.

Despite wearing non-metallic leather armor, he did not become a primary target for the rust monsters.

But amidst that chaotic swarm of insects, he now had only one of the two daggers at his waist.

The other one was simply because, while dealing with those troublesome insects, he accidentally brushed against their frantically waving feathery antennae.

It then turned directly into a piece of rusty scrap iron.

If you just happen to encounter a nest of Rust monsters in the wilderness, you can simply consider it bad luck.

But when he encountered the poisonous stingers and bombs buried in the soil, he immediately realized what was happening.

The obvious, deliberate traces he had previously followed were actually bait deliberately set up by his colleague.

As the scout in charge of reconnaissance and tracking, the team ahead made him lose face.

To this end, he did not hesitate to use extremely costly tracking techniques in order to forcibly lock onto the opponent's exact location.

"Are you sure? Don't lead us into another trap!"

Behind the man in leather armor, a man carrying a heavily modified crossbow couldn't help but complain.

The sudden attack by the rust monster army that we encountered in the middle of the night, and the series of traps that Latour laid around the insect hive.

This caused every member of the team to suffer some losses, more or less.

In particular, he wasted more than a dozen of his beloved enchanted crossbow bolts in order to cover his teammates' retreat.

"Shut up! Save the arguing and complaining for later. Finding and taking down those guys is the next priority."

Paston turned sharply, his icy gaze silencing his men's argument.

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

From the perspective of a regular adventurer, the personnel configuration of his five-person team is actually not very reasonable.

They don't have dedicated meat shields or defenders.

When facing monsters in the wilderness, the lack of front-line professionals to draw fire may cause the formation to be easily broken up.

But what if the target of the hunt is not a monster, but another adventurer party?

Their powerful long-range firepower and assassination capabilities became an unparalleled advantage.

Following the guidance of the man in black leather armor, the hunting squad has now entered the vast ruined city before them.

In this complex environment filled with ruins and rubble, their team's advantage will be further amplified.

As for the number of players, with five against four, their chances of winning are very high.

For them, professionals of this caliber are simply easy targets to eliminate once a battle ensues.

Therefore, Paston no longer hesitated.

With a wave of his hand, he led everyone into the ruins.

However, just as Paston and his companions stepped onto the dark yellow ruins,

A furious roar, like that of an ancient behemoth, resounded in everyone's ears without warning!

Immediately afterwards, a massive figure slowly emerged.

It was a half-orc covered in heavy steel armor, with skin that was brownish-green.

As this figure appeared, everyone felt an inexplicable anger rising within them.

It seemed as if he wanted to unleash all his combat skills and spells on that big guy at any moment.

The newcomer was none other than Akash, the orc who had been waiting there for a long time, according to Lena's tactical plan.

That chilling roar was none other than the signature combat skill of the "Heavy Armor Barbarian," the "Fearless War Cry."

Reina, who always takes a steady and methodical approach and likes to plan every step in advance, would naturally not allow them to follow her and the others into "Zanharaso".

Therefore, the moment she stepped onto the edge of the ruins, she immediately ordered a change in formation, allowing everyone to ambush using the terrain of the ruins.

Once her worries are resolved, she can focus more intently and at ease on the subsequent search work.

However, the members of Paston's team are all of high professional level.

After the sound waves carrying a red glow swept quickly over the group, a look of resistance appeared on each of their faces.

The willpower of the advanced professionals is engaged in a fierce tug-of-war with the barbarian's mental mockery.

At the very back of the line was a thin man whose face was always hidden by a hood.

After being hit by the sonic wave, the eyes cleared in less than half a second, and the person successfully resisted Akash's taunt control.

Immediately afterwards, a thick cloud of white magical smoke suddenly erupted around him.

After the smoke cleared, the person had disappeared.

Clearly, that was the spellcaster in the group.

Upon encountering unknown danger and losing control, he decisively used a displacement spell to teleport himself to a safe location at the edge of the battlefield.

And his approach was indeed very experienced.

The moment he disappeared, Latour's figure silently reappeared where he had just stood.

The dagger coated with deadly poison in his hand pierced through the remaining white smoke.

Latour originally intended to use Akash's Battlecry's crowd control ability to quickly reduce the number of enemy players.

Unexpectedly, the other party reacted so quickly that they avoided the assassination attempt.

Latour missed his attack without any hesitation or frustration.

As a skilled wanderer, his reactions were extremely quick.

His body twisted violently in mid-air, using his waist to generate power, and the dagger drew a dangerous arc through the air.

They attacked directly at the man standing to the side who was holding a modified crossbow and was still struggling to resist the taunt effect.

The crossbowman was not completely driven to madness by the mockery.

However, the battle cry managed to control him for a few seconds, allowing him to mentally resist, and his body stiffened.

However, just as Latour's dagger was about to touch his opponent...

A beam of light suddenly shot out from not far away!

The beam of light was incredibly fast and contained magical fluctuations that exuded a dangerous aura.

If Latour insists on killing the crossbowman, then this beam of light will definitely pierce through his body.

Latour dared not resist and could only grit his teeth and give up his prey that was about to be his.

With a clumsy backflip, he managed to create some distance and dodge the deadly beam of light.

After landing, Latour rolled over and hid behind a boulder.

Following the trajectory of the beam of light, the thin spellcaster who had just disappeared was now standing on a towering, broken wall of ruins.

The opponent gathered energy in his hands, and then two beams of light shot towards his position like whips!

If Karan were standing next to Latour right now, he would definitely recognize the other's special professional identity immediately.

This person is actually a magic contract master!

Spellcasters and warlocks are somewhat similar in that neither of them needs to learn the model construction of spells like mages.

Warlocks rely on the inheritance of ancestral bloodlines and the awakening of their talents.

The abilities of a Demon Pact Master are primarily derived from their "Sect Leader".

These are the powerful beings hidden deep within the multiverse who grant them power.

They were granted the power to cast spells by signing contracts with these powerful beings that involved selling their souls or other means.

Meanwhile, the opponent continuously waved and fired beams that consumed very little energy, and didn't even require any spell ring energy.

This is the core signature ability of the Magic Pact Master class, and also their most recognizable combat spell on the battlefield: "Magic Burst".

Latour, who initially had the upper hand, lost due to the opponent's unique class and the overwhelming pressure of his near-unlimited firepower.

They were immediately under close surveillance and could only flee in panic.

On the other side of the main battlefield, at the moment Akash unleashed his battle cry.

The Undying Heavy Sword squad, hidden in the shadows, had already begun their operation.

As the team's highest-ranking captain, and also the strongest in direct combat.

Lena, without hesitation, chose the leader of the opposing group as her target.

She leaped out from behind a broken stone archway, her leg muscles suddenly straining.

The core combat skill [Greatsword Charge], which is learned after changing jobs to "Greatsword Warrior", is activated instantly.

The heavy two-handed greatsword in her hand seemed to become one with her body, transforming into a heavy siege crossbow bolt that had just been fired.

It created a violent sonic boom that tore through the air, heading straight for Paston's heart.

Paston is also a high-level professional who has reached level 7.

Akash's indiscriminate taunting aura only caused him to be momentarily dazed.

Facing Lena, who was charging at full speed like a heavy tank, Paston's wolf-like eyes showed no fear whatsoever.

He gripped the decapitation sword, stained with dark red blood, tightly with both hands, and the seemingly ordinary dark red scale armor on his body seemed to suddenly come alive.

With his heavy breathing, the color of his armor instantly changed from dark red to bright red!

Moreover, the bright red metallic substance seemed to melt into a liquid and spread rapidly along his body.

In a very short time, his limbs, neck, and even his head were completely encased in a thick layer of red metal.

Only a pair of fierce eyes remained, fixed intently on the enemy.

This is the ability granted by the subclass "Blood Armor Warrior" that Paston unlocks after reaching level 6.

"boom!"

The two-handed greatsword and the decapitation sword collided instantly, unleashing a deafening roar.

At the same time, a string of dazzling sparks was emitted.

The powerful impact that Lena brought made contact with the opponent's blood-red armor.

The force seemed to be largely absorbed, allowing the opponent to easily withstand the charging attack.

However, upon closer examination, it becomes clear that Paston's handling of the impact was not as effortless as it appeared on the surface.

The crimson armor dimmed slightly after being struck by the heavy sword.

After a moment, the red color began to surge again, as if breathing, and returned to its previous vibrant hue.

The two level 7 high-level melee professionals were evenly matched for a time and engaged in a fierce battle.

Meanwhile, the warlock Kalan, who should have been casting spells to provide support from afar, also encountered trouble.

At the start of the battle, prioritizing the back row is a consensus among everyone.

Although the man in black leather armor was not as adept at tracking as Latour.

However, he also possesses formidable abilities in assassination.

Just as Kalan appeared and prepared to cast a spell, the assassin had already located the sorcerer.

His surprise attack was almost as fast as Lena's charge.

He transformed into a black streak of light, heading straight for his opponent with extremely stealthy movements.

Beside Karan stood a young man wearing gray-black armor.

It was the only guy whose professional level he had detected was only level 3, and who hadn't even been taken seriously by the captain when making tactical arrangements.

In Paston's words, judging from the boy's fair skin and delicate features, he was probably a rich young master from somewhere, out to broaden his horizons under the protection of the team.

The assassin's lips curled into a sinister smile: "Since you enjoy adventure so much, then let me show you just how cruel the adventurer's world can be!"

He gripped the dagger in reverse, preparing to slit the spellcaster's throat as he charged toward him.

After all, the difference in their levels was enormous, so killing this young man would have been a simple matter.

However, this seemingly simple task quickly turned into a tricky one.

Luca was placed next to Karan, a arrangement made specifically by Lena.

Akash needs to coordinate with the squad to ambush the enemy ahead, while Lena and Latour need to penetrate deep into the enemy formation.

Therefore, the task of protecting the spellcaster naturally fell to Luke.

Moreover, Lena felt quite at ease with this temporary teammate who openly claimed to be only level 3, but whose true strength was unknown to anyone.

The moment the assassin in black leather armor appeared in front of the two.

Luke had already raised his broadsword, and with the very center of the blade, he easily blocked the opponent's throat-slaying blow.

At the same time, a tremendous force quickly wrapped around the assassin's arm along the dagger, bringing an intense, tingling sensation that was difficult to relieve.

[Mind's Eye Sword], activate!