NOVEL NEXT Chapter 781: Soloist [Part 3]
Villain Ch 781. Soloist [Part 3]
"Tch!" Arcana clicked his tongue in annoyance. Arcana’s frustration simmered beneath the surface, evident in the irritable click of his tongue as he surveyed the chaotic scene unfolding before him. With the arrival of more werewolves, the situation grew increasingly dire, their relentless assault threatening to breach the barrier and overwhelm them.
His mind raced for a solution to their predicament. Arcana’s gaze flickered to his trusty shield, a steadfast companion in countless battles past. Instinctively, he knew that his shield could provide the key to their salvation, its sturdy defense offering him the opportunity to maneuver amidst the chaos unscathed.
However, the realization dawned on Arcana that using his shield to engage the werewolf would come at a cost—the destruction of the barrier that shielded them from the onslaught. It was a risk he hesitated to take, knowing that their safety hung precariously in the balance.
Yet, amidst the tumult of battle, an unconventional idea took root in Arcana’s mind, a daring gambit born of necessity and desperation. With a resolute glint in his eyes, he issued a command to his companions, his voice ringing with authority and determination.
"Move!" he ordered, his tone brooking no argument as he prepared to execute his audacious plan. It was a move he had never attempted before, an unorthodox strategy that defied convention and pushed the boundaries of possibility.
With a sense of urgency propelling him into action, Arcana wasted no time in executing his bold plan. Ignoring the bewildered expressions of his teammates, he swiftly ascended the nearest tree with practiced agility, his movements fluid and purposeful.
"What are you doing?!" Red_King’s voice rang out in confusion, echoing the sentiments of the entire group. They watched in stunned silence as Arcana scaled the tree with determined resolve, his intentions shrouded in mystery.
But Arcana offered no explanation, his focus squarely fixed on the task at hand. As he reached a height he deemed sufficient, he made a split-second decision, mirroring Azura’s earlier maneuver with a calculated twist of his own.
Instead of brandishing his blade, Arcana opted to shield himself with his trusty defensive barrier, a strategic choice born of his unique skill set and combat style. With a resolute cry, he invoked his Charge skill, steeling himself for the impending impact with unwavering determination.
- BANG!
The deafening reverberation of impact echoed as Arcana’s shield collided with the werewolf’s head. At that moment, time seemed to stand still as the monster faltered and fell to its knees, its formidable facade crumbling beneath the sheer force of Arcana’s unorthodox assault.
[Critical Hit!]
[You have hit a werewolf by 1002 HP]
[A werewolf is stunned for 5 seconds!]
Arcana landed gracefully on the forest floor, his eyes wide with disbelief at the success of his unexpected tactic. For a brief moment, he stood frozen in astonishment, his mind struggling to process the reality of what had just transpired.
Meanwhile, his teammates looked on in stunned silence, their expressions a mixture of awe and incredulity at Arcana’s audacious feat. Never before had they witnessed such a daring display of ingenuity on the battlefield, and the sheer improbability of Arcana’s unorthodox maneuver left them speechless.
Red_King seized the opening created by Arcana’s bold maneuver and wasted no time in unleashing his devastating Sword Strike skill. With a swift and fluid motion, his blade sliced through the air, finding its mark with unerring precision as it embedded itself deep within the werewolf’s formidable frame.
The monster recoiled in agony, its ferocious howls filling the air as its strength waned under the onslaught of Red_King’s relentless assault.
[Critical Hit!]
[You have stabbed a werewolf by 5033 HP!]
Sensing an opportunity to capitalize on the creature’s momentary vulnerability, Azura sprang into action, her movements fluid and precise as she unleashed a flurry of rapid strikes upon the hapless werewolf. Each blow landed with surgical precision, further weakening the monster’s already faltering resolve as it struggled to withstand the relentless barrage of attacks.
Meanwhile, Bored Hunter drew his bow with practiced ease, his eyes narrowing in determination as he took aim at the beleaguered werewolf. With a deft pull of the string, he loosed an arrow with deadly accuracy, the projectile finding its mark, burying itself deep within the creature’s flesh.
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But even as they pressed their advantage, another werewolf hurled itself against the barrier, its powerful blows reverberating through the air as it sought to break through the rapidly weakening defenses.
[You received Wolf’s Mouth 4 ea and 234 Coins.]
The first werewolf fell to the ground, its lifeless form serving as a grim testament to the group’s hard-won victory, a brief moment of relief washed over Arcana and his companions. But their respite was short-lived, as the next werewolf wasted no time in lunging forward, its savage growls echoing through the air as it sought to avenge its fallen comrade.
Reacting swiftly and decisively, the group sprang into action once more, their movements honed and coordinated as they worked together to fend off the relentless onslaught of their lupine adversaries. With each passing moment, their confidence grew, bolstered by the knowledge that they had found a way to overcome their formidable foes.
The minutes ticked by. The hunt took on a frenzied intensity, with Arcana and his companions falling into a rhythm as they dispatched werewolf after werewolf with ruthless efficiency. Their earlier struggles now seemed like a distant memory as they moved seamlessly from one enemy to the next, their attacks coming faster and more ferocious with each passing moment.
And five minutes later, as the last of the werewolves fell to the ground, its lifeblood staining the forest floor, Arcana and his companions knew that they had emerged triumphant.
After the intense battle, the group finally found a moment to rest and catch their breath. The adrenaline that had fueled their movements now began to ebb away, leaving them feeling drained but victorious.
Some members of the group wasted no time in reaching for their Mana potions, eager to replenish their magical reserves after expending so much energy in the fight. Bottles clinked as they uncapped the potions, the liquid inside shimmering with magical energy as it flowed into their bodies.
Meanwhile, Allen stood apart from the rest of the group, his expression calm and composed as he leaned against a nearby tree. Remarkably, his Mana and HP remained untouched.
"That was really crazy," Bored Hunter exclaimed, his voice filled with enthusiasm as he surveyed the aftermath of the battle. "I didn’t expect we could kill that many high-level monsters in such a short time."
Azura nodded in agreement, her eyes still shining with the thrill of battle. "Yeah, it was intense," she said. "But we managed to pull through, thanks to everyone’s efforts."
Red_King turned to Arcana. "Your idea wasn’t bad," he remarked, acknowledging Arcana’s role in turning the tide of the battle.
"Thanks. But someone is better than me," Arcana replied modestly, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. He turned to Allen. "It’s like you didn’t even break a sweat," he said, gesturing towards Allen’s untouched status.
Allen simply shrugged in response, his expression unreadable. "I’m a soloist, remember?" he said casually.