Chapter 193 - 97: The Surge of Contribution Points

Chapter 193: Chapter 97: The Surge of Contribution Points

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In the pitch-black Sawtooth Forest.

A demon archer, wearing a beast-skin cloak, darted quickly through the dense forest.

She was like an elf in the night, even without intentional concealment, the rich dark elements surrounded her, enabling her to blend into the darkness. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

This was a natural ability of dark elves.

The moment she fired that arrow, she killed a powerful human, but her intuition whispered of a deadly threat.

So, she did not dare to linger, she retreated rapidly.

She darted about in the Forest for several kilometers, now she was far enough from the battlefield.

Only then did she stop under a large tree.

After observing her surroundings and seeing no humans pursuing her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle had depleted too much of her magical power, she needed to recover.

Dark Elves are naturally stealthy and possess a keen sense of danger.

However, she had only been leaning on the tree to rest for a short time when her eyes flashed.

Before she could identify the source of the danger.

Suddenly, without any warning, a sharp scalpel appeared on her neck.

This dark elf’s response was very quick, the moment the blade grazed her skin, her entire body transformed into dark elements and dissipated on the spot.

“Huh...?”

A soft query sounded from the void.

Only then did an translucent figure appear in the air.

It was Leonard Churchill who had been stealthily traversing in the dark by wearing the [Relic-Hider].

He did not expect that his confident sneak attack would end up in vain.

The knife had clearly made a cut on her neck, yet she managed to instantaneously teleport away.

At this time, Leonard Churchill finally saw things clearly and exclaimed in his heart, “Could it be a descendant of the dark elves from the myths...”

A few tens of meters away was a demon archer with dark blue skin and sharp ears.

If the demon archer was like a night elf, then Leonard Churchill was like a bloodthirsty hunter in the dark, persistently chasing her.

“Feels so good...”

Leonard Churchill as a werewolf had never experienced a full-speed chase like this before.

Werewolves possessed extremely powerful explosive strength, and their streamlined bodies minimized wind resistance.

It felt as if their internal energy had found an outlet for release.

The more he chased,

The better he felt,

The lighter his body became.

His ears were filled with the wind’s howling.

At this moment, Leonard Churchill felt like he wasn’t running, but flying close to the ground, leaping dozens of meters easily.

The Dark Elf in front thought she had escaped.

However, she didn’t expect that after not long, a giant werewolf was closing in on her at a terrifying speed.

Glancing back, the distance between them had drastically reduced.

The dark elf was terrified.

Seeing that the distance between them was getting smaller, she quickly took an arrow from her quiver and shot it towards the black shadow behind her.

However, her archery technique is indeed superb.

But Leonard Churchill’s agility was even greater!

Looking at her pulling the bow, he only sneered in his glowing blue eyes.

The preparatory action of drawing the bow was too obvious. And the trajectory of a regular arrow was mostly a straight line or a parabolic line within a plane.

A bow and arrow which had lost its concealment was even easier to predict than a firearm.

Leonard Churchill was an excellent archer himself. As soon as he saw the elf’s fingers pulling the bowstring start to relax, he swiftly moved out of the way.

The black feather arrow barely missed his scalp as it passed by.

The arrow was as fast as lightning.

Indeed it was very deadly.

That one arrow was enough to kill most first-tier Curse Card Masters!