Chapter 22: I have a bold idea!

"This vitality is simply a monster."

"Watching Bashamu's living wood armor gradually extinguish the flames."

"The sight of Bashamu surviving in the flames."

"Ta Ke increasingly marveled at the warrior-system transcendent; as his rank rose, his vitality grew formidable."

"If only I had such formidable vitality."

"Only by surviving can there be output space."

"With a build like mine, once hit by close-range output, don't ask—ask and you'll just drop dead on the spot!"

"Ta Ke, having prepared his witchcraft in secret, tried to restrain his aura as much as possible."

"Just now, Ta Ke threw a fire oil bomb."

"To burn the opponent."

"Being able to burn the opponent to death is ideal; even if it doesn't kill, it can disturb their perception."

"Thus, Ta Ke could effectively conceal his aura and traces."

"Bashamu, holding up the opened living wood hand shield, dared not observe directly with his eyes."

"He could only track Ta Ke using the hunter's keen sense of smell for prey."

"That's why, just now, Ta Ke ran around the bonsai."

"This guy knocked over many flowers and plants."

"When Ta Ke had precisely restrained his aura."

"Then the question arises."

"Bashamu, unable to catch Ta Ke with the hunter's sense of smell, what should he use to find Ta Ke?"

"Use his eyes?"

"Hehe..."

"Ta Ke thought the same."

"The flames died out."

"Just moments ago, the altar area was still blazing hot."

"Now it had sunk into a deathly silence."

"When Bashamu used his highly trusted hunter's sense of smell to probe the surroundings."

"His heart sank suddenly."

"He could not find that wizard."

"Even if I can't find you, I still have a way to locate you!"

"Bashamu, his heart filled with icy killing intent, took a deep breath."

"Dark power surged in his throat."

"Oooo..."

"The howl of the dark wolf from bloodline power."

"Against the backdrop of the altar's black dim sun, it surged back and forth at the altar."

"In silence."

"Three shadow magic wolves leapt from the depths of the shadows behind Bashamu."

"Go!"

"Following Bashamu's command."

"The three shadow magic wolves charged forward."

"Soon."

"A sound of breaking air rang out."

"Closely followed by cracking whip sounds, they rang out one after another."

"It seemed as if a whip were battling the three shadow magic wolves."

"And in the battle."

"Bashamu pushed his hearing, sense of smell, and other perceptual abilities to the extreme."

"Hoping to locate that damned wizard."

"However, there was none..."

"That wizard remained completely still, hiding in the blind spot behind his own shield."

"I don't believe you can stay hidden forever."

"My shadow howl can summon shadow magic wolves without limit."

"The shadow magic wolves, summoned in shadow form, are not too strong, and their level is just over ten."

"Soon, the first wave of three shadow magic wolves was wiped out by the bloodthorn vines."

"Ooo..."

"Just as Bashamu was conducting the second round of summoning."

"Suddenly."

"Bashamu caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye; there seemed to be a figure there."

"Not good!"

"He was just about to move his shield."

"But it was already too late."

"Bang!"

The gunfire ended.

After a sting in the eyes came deep numbness.

Before Bashamu's eyes lay a sheet of darkness.

"It's over!"

Bashamu, feeling a chill down his spine, felt his heart sink to the bottom.

"No... it's not over yet."

Suddenly, Bashamu seemed to think of something.

He raised his head and looked toward the altar.

That is, he could no longer see anything.

But he could still feel the power of the God of the Dark Sun above it.

There he had stored the power he had accumulated through sacrifice, waiting for an A-rank supernatural talent to be sacrificed together.

Now, immediately, at once, pray to the God of the Dark Sun.

Praying for him to restore himself and grant him power.

Then he could completely turn the tables.

At that moment, Bashamu felt something slam into his back.

Flames once again scorched and rose up around him.

"Damn sorcerer."

While cursing, Bashamu sprinted quickly toward the altar.

Just as he was about to reach the altar,

He faintly sensed the aura of holy light.

"Hiss..."

A strand about one meter long, as thick as a finger, 【Light-Shaping Spear】.

It fiercely pierced Bashamu's skull, pinning him firmly to the ground.

And the steps of the altar were already within his reach.

Unfortunately, he could never reach them.

"Huff..."

Taku exhaled lightly, retrieving the alchemical bomb from his hand into his storage bracelet.

If this strike failed to kill that guy, Taku was ready to use the alchemical bomb to overturn him.

But this monster with astonishing vitality finally died after the Light-Shaping Spear pierced its brain!

"The power of the Light-Shaping Spear is indeed strong; this guy wore Living Wood Hide Armor, which is comparable to extraordinary steel armor of the same thickness."

"Yet it was still pierced by the Light-Shaping Spear; no wonder it's a two-star light-element spell, outstanding in its power."

"It's just that the casting time is a bit longer, and the source energy consumption is also greater."

"But that's not a problem."

"Once my source energy experience is sufficient, I will properly conduct some magic (no) technique (brain) research (add) point."

"The casting time and source energy consumption of that magic will receive some improvement."

"At the same time, the problem of the Light-Shaping Spear's flight speed not being fast enough can also be greatly improved."

With the death of hunter Bashamu,

the altar area returned to calm.

Taku dragged Bashamu's corpse a little away from the altar, then Taku began to harvest the spoils.

First was that Living Wood Hide Armor.

Living Wood is made by refining the tough hide of treemen into extraordinary armor.

Although it had been pierced by Taku's Light-Shaping Spear, the advantage of Living Wood Hide Armor is that it can devour extraordinary wood material to self-repair.

"This thing is not only light but also has strong defense; it's far better than my chainmail."

Before Bashamu's corpse had even cooled, Taku put on his Living Wood Hide Armor.

After opening Bashamu's extraordinary bracelet and examining it, Taku frowned slightly.

There wasn't much of value inside.

There were only thirty-odd pieces of demonic gold.

Not as wealthy as Eden Gleaston.

"That shouldn't be! According to Eden Gleaston's saying."

"The hunter's guild Bashamu almost took half of the guild's wealth income."

"It's impossible for him to be this poor."

"Did this guy hide his wealth?"

"Or rather?"

Taku caught a glimpse of the altar out of the corner of his eye.

With that glance, the tiny black Dark Sun above looked like a spike, making Taku's heart ache.

"This guy poured all his resources into the offerings for the Evil God of the Dark Sun."

"Is that tiny Dark Sun all of his savings?"

"That evil thing is unpleasant even to glance at."

"If it broke free from the altar's range, who knows what would happen."

"Taking it away is definitely impossible; otherwise..."

A bold idea surfaced in Ta Ke's mind.

(End of chapter)