Chapter 162: The Second Coming Of The Archer (5)



Jake's opponent hadn't said the last word, though.

Before Jake made the next move, weaving a ribbon of teleportation and skidding around his opponent, I Come In Peace transformed himself into a different human being.

Though transformation may have been too much of a word, I Come In Peace used so many buff skills that his aura surged. Those who had learned the perception skill and fought a few enemies could sense the difference in his strength and presence.

I Come In Peace kept muttering the names of his skills... "Low Stamina Strengthening, Low Dexterity Strengthening, Intermediate Strength Strengthening, Intermediate Dexterity Straightening, A Swift Blade, An Eye Of the Spearman, An End Of The Edge..."

Various skills applied on such short notice caused the wind to swirl around I Come In Peace.

If his mana was visible around him, he would have looked like a hero from stories and movies.

The crowd swayed with excitement.

"That's it! His 'I'm done with you' move! My boy will skewer him to death!" Peace shouted.

"He's sacrificed his mana to strengthen himself to the limits!"

"He left everything to his spear!"

"Like a true master of a spear!"

Ignoring everyone but his girlfriend's words, I Come In Peace stretched his left hand to the arrow lodged in his back and yanked it off. He crushed it in his palm before locking his yellow eyes on Jake.

An arrow was flying toward him.

I Come In Peace slashed through it and zoomed at his foe.

'So much faster! A single arrow barely could have stopped him—' Jake thought.

That was when he felt too many foreign presences on himself. It was as though he had become riddled with red dots coming from lasers.

This feeling represented I Come In Peace's next move—a flurry of blades!

It was nothing but a flow of consecutive thrusts!

That said, I Come In Peace had strengthened himself so much and used his skills, such as perception and others, to turn his thrusts into a deadly move that didn't require any mana but strength, speed, and experience!

Each red dot—which Jake felt with his own perception—could turn into a gaping hole from which severe bleeding would blossom.

'I can't read this flow!' Jake thought, unable to tell where I Come In Peace would attack first.

As this thought crossed his mind, I Come In Peace appeared before him like a demon.

With the spear tightly clenched in his two hands, he leaned forward to execute his deadly move.

A single thrust weighed so much that the wind cried as the spearman tore through it.

Weight aside, the speed was also beyond what common players could perceive.

For most of the crowd, it appeared like I Come In Peace had thrust his weapon once.

Unfortunately for Jake, he had done it twelve times.

He turned Jake into a Swiss cheese, as blood spurted and Jake's leather armor exposed his flash in gaping, dangerous breaks. His torso looked the worst.

'He managed to twist his body and neck just in time to dodge the lethal wounds on the heart, side, and neck,' I Come In Peace thought. 'I also couldn't take his bow off his hand. Still, I'm not done yet—'

He turned around and aimed at the man's bottom.

I Come In Peace's perception warned him about the incoming attack.

Yet, everything had been happening so fast that he couldn't react in time.

The arrow flew forth and deeply lodged in I Come In Peace's hole.

Jake didn't stop at that small victory. He shot more arrows, weaving them around I Come In Peace.

Mana points were the least of his problems as he was assimilated with Medusa.

He teleported to his arrows as though having a bottomless well of mana within himself. He caught them, switched their angles, and released them at I Come In Peace with incredible accuracy and speed!

Medusa's Assimilation also increased Jake's dexterity a lot.

Moreover, from the very beginning, Jake's strength stat was better than I Come In Peace's.

He could tell that from the first brunt he'd taken from Jake.

Which was why he'd performed his deadly move that was enough to defeat most of his foes!

Jake, however, had endured that and switched the tides of the battle in his favor! Stats aside, Jake's angles were so problematic that I Come In Peace didn't know how to defend himself well against him.

What kind of an archer attacked from below in an open area?!

How could he even draw his bowstring?!

How did he circle around him without any break?!

Those questions only praised Jake's Formless Master Form.

'If he could release more than one arrow at once, I would have already lost this!' I Come In Peace thought. He bet on Jake losing stamina first and slowing down.

That didn't happen.

'Where is he? Why did he stop?' I Come In Peace thought. He looked around, finding no trace of Jake. He even looked below as Jake was such an oddball that it wouldn't have been weird for him to be below him.

A pain squeezed his heart. A bad precognition.

I Come In Peace raised his head up.

Like a crescent black moon, Jake hung in his Formless Soldier Form in the open skies.

He'd released his arrow when his enemy arched his head back.

In a slowed-down moment, I Come In Peace stared at the arrow that he couldn't parry.

It had been shot at such a perfect timing that he would have only made a fool of himself had he tried to slash through that, let alone block it.

'A loss worth one hundred gold coins,' I Come In Peace thought.

The arrow went through his head, severing it off his neck and impaling it on the ground.

His body crumbled.

[You have killed I Come In Peace Lv. 25]

The current viewer count of Jake's duels—five hundred and thirty.