Chapter 46: The White Eagle (1)

Bears were quite misleading in their appearance.

On their two, they could tower even up to three meters, giving an impression that they are slow and only strong.

That picture would quickly be thrown out of the window when a bear got down to his four and started sprinting toward his prey.

Their speed could take off-guard even other predators in the forest, let alone players who had never ventured to the forest or seen enough wildlife.

Jake was similar in this case.

Fortunately, he was an archer, so he could react just in a nick of time before the bear loomed over him with his hulking frame.

Wearing his black set from the monkey boss, Jake crumpled into the Joker Form, avoided the blow, and released arrow after arrow to hunt down the monster.

His built-up stats, equipment, and muscle memory turned him into a menace that no bear was ready for.

After the first bear died, Jake hunted a few more and repeated the familiar procedure of getting tanning solution from the ashes and water. The said solution would keep the bears' resources useful for him for later crafting.

Since he wasn't leveling up or fighting a kind of an opponent he had never really dealt with, Jake honed every form to the bone while getting to know the bear zone's territory, marking a path on his minimap for his ascent to The Unconquerable Mountain.

It was a light work, even though the bear zone was known to be the most difficult.

At last, Jake found the boss' camp.

[The Bear Boss, Edron Lv. 12 HP: 1750/1750 MP: 500/500]

Edron was a prime example of a powerful boss.

He wasn't alone in his camp. Each bear, prudently walking around on their fours, had every recess of the camp in sight, keeping an eye on any likely threat to their boss.

Respect, fear, and domination were written in every bone of their existence.

It could be seen so easily because no one dared to stand up on their two in the boss' presence.

Only Edron stood tall and straight with his towering, broad frame, hitting the tough bark with his claws. Splinters flew past him as he continued training himself to become the warrior he dreamed of being.

His strained muscles no longer felt any burden as though he had the skill to wash off the exhaustion after the successful kill.

Of course, Jake felt a sudden influx of energy because his mana returned to him after the successful kill of Death's Lock Arrow.

[You have done a severe critical strike!]

[-750 HP!]

[You have killed The Forest Bear Lv. 10]

[You have killed The Forest Bear Lv. 10]

[You have...]

[You have...]

One by one, the bears started dropping onto their sides, their skulls open with gaping wounds from which blood streaked like scarlet rivers across their dark furs.

They didn't even know what happened, and the same applied to Edron, who had turned around and looked around for the threat.

All he could see were the deeply lodged white arrows beside the fallen bears, however.

A whistle rang in his ears, then.

An arrow went through his flesh and lodged in his forehead.

Edron growled and fiercely pulled it out, narrowing his eyes. The arrow was wooden, so he easily crushed it in his paw.

Some time later, an existence in black appeared at the threshold of his camp.

"I'd love to hunt you down from a long distance to get used to the high dexterity more... but the thrill of having a close combat with the boss is stronger, you see," Jake smiled.

His smile in that disgusting black leather monkey mask made him condescending.

Edron howled.