Abyss Domination Chapter 117: Thirty Seconds

So he was dead?

All the people present were stunned, especially those hunters who had tried to kill him.

As one of the offspring of Horror, the elf wanderer was a level-4 professional regardless of his Horror powers. Wanderers whose professional grades were over 15 were not easy to be killed. They assumed Soran was at most a level-3 rogue whose professional grade might be below 10. However, his explosion at that moment was beyond everyone's expectation, especially the ability to appear in other's shadows, which could only be done by high-level rogues.

This was the advantage of advanced profession, which was to give up part of the abilities in pursuit of the limits of certain abilities.

Although Soran's comprehensive ability couldn't be compared with high-level rogues, his killing power in one explosion could step over five professional grades to kill high-level professional enemies.

Assassins were good at using toxicants, Evaders were skilled in getting into the shadows, and Shadow Dancers' proficiency was Shadow Shuttle learnt in advance.

Soran was most adept at Evader. Getting into shadow layer in a second could avoid many fatal spells. The reason why he first wanted to be an Evader was mostly that he encountered a lot of enemies with powerful spells. As long as it was not cross-layer spell, Evaders could avoid it by getting into the shadow.

Among all advanced rogues, Shadow Dancer enjoyed the least requirements to master Shadow Shuttle.

Even for Evaders who wanted to do Shadow Shuttle, they needed to gain over 200 points of Evasion, but they could master legendary Shadow Field.

Their requirements to open shadow level were two grades lower than those of other rogues.

At the third second, Soran took out his machete and kicked down elf wanderer's body. Just recovering from the injuries, Gloria was still white and pale. Hunters turned angry because their ceremony for the god of Hunter totally failed as the elf wanderer was killed by Soran. Staring at Soran fiercely, the werewolf turned to Vivian, considering now that one offspring of Horror was dead, what he could do was to replace him with another one.

At the fourth second, little Vivian was suspended in the air. She looked blank and white on her lovely little face.

All of a sudden, she frowned severely and seemed painful.

Since elf wanderer was dead, his deiform powers were absorbed by Soran and allowed Soran to gain three points of deity in advance. But Soran couldn't absorb the Horror power given by Horror demon. There were great limits of spirits' power, which far exceeded the powers commanded by ordinary people. If one didn't have godhood or any deiform professions, he couldn't get the power as it would repel his body and even kill him.

Soran was not the son of Horror, so he couldn't absorb the power left in his body. But the power would not disappeared out of nowhere. At the moment when elf wanderer was dead, the Horror power was transferring and the target was just-awakened Vivian.

The little girl looked painful.

She held her head with her little hands and was trembling. As an eight-year old girl whose professional grade was below two, she couldn't integrate the powers of two sons of god immediately. In light of the elf wanderer casting Horror spell, he had a lot of Horror powers that could trigger fatal identification and scared so many enemies of level-2 to death. He must be one of the most powerful sons of Horror.

If he had time, he might be the one capable of contesting to be the king of demon.

A powerful deiform force exploded.

Vivian's body was shining, and elf wanderer's body quickly lost its vitality. It was a feeling that was hard to describe. It was clear that he had just died, but he seemed to have been dead for a long time, even if his body had not begun to rot. The little girl's expression was getting more and more painful before she screamed miserably and fell directly from the sky.

Gloria opened her hands and tried to catch her, but she was too weak after the injury. She also fell to the ground.

The witch's constitution was definitely worse than the melee professionals'.

Just now she even activated the triggering protection spell. She might be injured seriously.

Soran rushed over in a moment, clenching the machete in front of two people.   

"Take her away!"   

His expression was a bit determined and his face was extremely gloomy. He said in a hoarse voice "Use the transmission spell! Go now and I will cover you casting spells!"

The explosion of Shadow Shuttle could not be used randomly. If one had not entered legendary field, using the ability was no less than barbarians showing off talents who would consume a lot of energies when shutting through shadow layers and would be extremely tired. Almost all supernatural abilities were like this!

Soran was not legendary-level rogue.

He could not adapt to the backbite of shadow shuttle. After all, it was a supernatural ability similar to spells and it wasn't the real transmission spell of wizards.

Under such explosive powers, he had to pay more costs unless he mastered legendary skills of Shadow Field.

"You!..."

Gloria's expression was very complicated. She looked at the many enemies in front of her. Although Mala's followers suffered heavy casualties, there were at least a dozen more hunters close to the level-4, all of whom were enemies with a professional grade of 10 or more. A small number of them seemed to be dangerous people of professional grade 15. It was impossible for Soran to be the opponent of these people, not to mention that he had just used an explosive ability. Even in his heyday, he could not deal with so many enemies.

"Go!"

With a grim look on his face, Soran roared at her "Go back to the valley behind you, and take Vivian with transmission spell! I know how to stop them."

A bunch of spell light appeared.

Legendary level element crystals' last spell was activated by Soran. With rocks and soil rolling on the ground, the ground in front of him directly connected the element layer, and a level-4 earth element was summoned out. The earth element had not been advanced, so Soran could directly control it by will and let it stand in front of three people.

A level-4 earth element had nearly 300 points of life value. Soran had to cut him ten times to kill him, so he had enough time.

"You!..."

Gloria felt complicated and seemed struggled, but finally she made up her mind to cast spells. Northern witch was not a hesitant woman. Those who managed to be high-grade spell casters were not simple. Of course she knew what Soran would pay to protect them from it, but if she wasted such precious time, they would all die here. High-grade wizard would leave a way out and she had already left a transmission signal before setting out.

Soran didn't have time to say something. Holding his machete, he rushed forwards and left Gloria his determined back.

Earth element could bar the way of ordinary enemies, but it couldn't hinder those high-grade professionals.

He must strive for thirty seconds.

Long-distance transmission spell needed at least thirty seconds to cast, during which she couldn't be attacked; otherwise, her spell casting might be interrupted.

The enemies in front of him responded quickly.

The first was the black werewolf. He roared loudly before his muscle inflated and his vessels were as horrible as snails moving around. This was the wild explosive powers of monsters which did not need any professional requirements. Soran couldn't fight beside Gloria. Otherwise, she would be interrupted by the weapons thrown out by enemies. Soran controlled the wall-like earth element. He suddenly jumped upwards and landed straight at werewolf and hunters.

Bang!

A fierce collapse was heard. Soran stepped backwards and vomited blood.

Five seconds passed.

High-grade hunters went on a sprint and they were closing in.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Soran's arm was scratched by claws, and a piece of flesh was directly torn off in the blood. The defensive energy of Stone Skin was still there, but it couldn't stop enemies' attack. It was a hunter with a professional level of 15 or above. The earth element stood in front of the enemy, waving its thick rocky arm to force them back. However, still some people went past from the side. For these high-grade professionals, it was just a piece of cake to fly and cross these obstacles. The heavy and slow earth element couldn't stop so many people.

Whoosh!

Throwing out his machete, Soran instantly injured an enemy's back and made him fall on the ground.

When rolling and trying to avoid attacks, he saw two knives appearing in his hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fifteen minutes passed. With an axe, a strong and tall half-blood orc soldier rushed forwards and cut a hole on earth element's arm. A level-4 creature could by no means win a level-4 professional. Their fighting skills were worlds apart. Regardless of five bloody scars on his back, he pointed forwards and shot out two Arcane Missiles.

Although half-blood orc warded off the attacks with his weapons, he screamed horrifically because an energy ray shot at his eyes.

Until now, Soran took out the energy ring, an valuable outfit.

Twenty-five seconds passed.

A half-blood orc rushed out from the side mountain and threw out his weapon.

A dull sound was heard in the air.

Gloria's energy defense force field was still there, but there was a sign of breaking. The field couldn't stop so many attacks from these level-3 enemies.

Thirty seconds passed.

Finally, Gloria completed the transmission of the spell. Low-level portals could only transmit a short distance. Therefore, if they wanted to be safe, they must be transmitted to 100 miles away; otherwise she would be found by the enemy before she recovered. Hunters were more capable of tracking than wanderers. She didn't have time to remember the spell again in short-distance transmission.

A portal opened.

Gloria painfully picked up Vivian into the portal. Enemies had rushed to them fifty meters away. Before entering the last moment, she took one look at Soran. She saw his back and saw a bloody but firm back. Although there were twisting scratched and bloody flesh on his back, he still stood like a rock. Suddenly Gloria felt suffering and there was a trace of wetness in her eyes. Eventually she made a drop of something that she felt strange.

As a powerful Northern witch, for the first time, she felt such a strong sense of powerlessness!

If he was not a legend, it is impossible to fight so many enemies, even not for wizards.

As Gloria held Vivian and stepped into the portal, the hunters around him suddenly screamed with anger. The werewolf's pupils turned red and bloody, and he rushed forwards and screamed crazily.

Soran's expression was a little distorted because he was tired and painful with serious injuries.

Faced with the surrounding enemies, Soran grinned as if he was crazy, murmuring "I have been through a lot and even battled three times in the abyss! I won't believe that I would die in the hands of these craps!"

"Lady Luck, care for me once!"

"I will return you in the future! And I will stand by your side in the battle of gods!"

He took a deep breath.

Then he flew out with his remaining powers and struggle from the enemies. He ran toward the hundred-meter high cliff and disappeared at his last explosive power.

It was two professional grades of Shadow Dancer. Last time for Hiding Vision!

Soran entered Evasion state.

Chapter end