Out of nowhere, Soran disappeared from hunters' eyes.
It was in such a daytime that Soran left in front of them!
In this world, natives scarcely encountered advanced professionals because they were as rare as spell casters. Among a hundred advanced professionals, at least 90% of them were soldiers and around 1% was spell casters and special advanced professional. Soldiers were always the major part in professionals as all races and creatures could advance to soldiers, which was also an inborn profession that all races could choose.
The black werewolf was not sure what ability Soran used, but he could be sure that Soran was in the state of Evasion.
Undoubtedly, he felt imposed!
If he struggled to fight back, his life could be threatened because he didn't know whether he could escape from the eerie supernatural ability emerging from the shadows behind him. Therefore, he was hesitant before he stepped forward after others approaching. He stood at the place where Soran went away and tried to smell the blood on the ground. Soran was badly injured and he could trace him by the smell of blood. Although Soran managed not to leave obvious signs when escaping, he was still bleeding and it was the most apparent trace.
With 150 points of Evasion skills, Soran completely integrated himself into the shadow. No one could find him with naked eyes.
The position he chose was backlit, and he entered the Evasion state at the moment he rushed out, disappearing from the sight of others. Although he couldn't be seen by naked eyes, there were traces left behind. Therefore, Soran didn't dare to stop even for a short while and moved directly into the shadow. Since others couldn't see him with naked eyes, they couldn't find him in a short time only by tracing smell and blood.
The regeneration effect of the 20 points of rare constitution began to take effect and Soran gradually stopped bleeding.
Behind him came the screams of hunters, which immediately dispersed under the command of the werewolf. Soran didn't dare to move in an obvious way as it would completely expose his position. So he moved forward along the hard ground at a slow speed, which would leave his footprints extremely inconspicuous.
It was impossible for him to rush away.
He didn't have any advantage over these hunters in physical strength. He was injured and if he was exposed to the enemies, he would be backed into a corner. Basically, hunters with a professional grade above fifteen would have a main specialty close to extraordinary level. As high-level professionals, they were totally different from the enemies Soran previously met.
When moving forward, Soran was also judging the best route to escape. Playing hide-and-seek in the woods would not work as high-level werewolf's abilities were really powerful.
As long as they could smell Soran's blood, they would definitly find him sooner or later.
Therefore, he had to take some risks to run away.
He made a crazy decision. Actually, when he launched Hiding Vision, he had already made a crazy plan.
In front of Soran, there was a cliff of several hundred meters high.
This was a natural fault near the forest. Below it was the lush trees and a vague river in the distance. Jumping from such a height was no less than going to the hell. Even the 25-point constitution couldn't protect him. The damage of falling from the sky was too alarming. The possibility of a legendary professional surviving was not very high.
Of course, Soran would not jump from the cliff and naively pray to Goddess Luck to protect him.
This time, even Goddess Luck had no way out.
He was never a person fond of seeking luck. If he played luck, he had to confirm his chance of winning.
Soon Soran found the target.
His expression was grim, probably because it was too risky and he had no way to control his gradually accelerating heartbeats. Soran gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before taking a hook from his multi-dimensional bag. It was the tool that he used to climb over the wall and leave White Horse City. He glanced deeply at the bottom of the cliff. At a distance of more than 100 meters from the ground, there was a small fault, some stones and a big tree rooted nearby. He silently calculated the position and tied the cloak to his back, like a simplest parachute. After Soran jumped, it could be stretched to lower the speed of falling. He held the hook with his right hand and a rope of twenty to thirty meters in his left hand.
After taking a deep breath, Soran directly jumped off the hundred-meter high cliff!
As the freezing wind blowing, the scene in front of Soran was falling in madness. He used his superb balance ability to his best. Although the opening cloak slightly reduced his speed, he was still falling at an alarming speed. He tried his best to lock his target with his eyes wide open. After falling about two or three hundred meters, Soran suddenly threw out the hook in his hand.
It was a life-and-death moment.
The hook hit the tree pole in the next moment and wrapped around three times, fixed between the branches of the tree pole. Under the great drop power, the rope suddenly became straight and tight. With the rope pulling out, his palms were blurred with blood. The hook was fixed on the tree pole and straightened. At the moment of the recoil of his falling force, Soran slightly released the unloading force on the hand grasping the rope.
If he didn't do this, the rope might be torn apart.
The process of this unloading force was only two seconds, lasting a distance of 20 meters. Soran's hand gripping rope gradually moved down, letting the rope break free from his hands, but at the same time he offset his falling force with a proper force.
The friction of his hands caused by the rapid drop makes his palms bloody and even his flesh could be seen on the rope. His palm bone was exposed outside!
A twenty-meter distance unloaded a lot of forces.
As the rope in his hand dwindled to less than two or three meters, Soran suddenly wrapped his arm around the rope, and exploded his remaining force! The rope sank in a moment and the tree branches above it wobbled. Then the recoil gave Soran a jolt of falling speed and made him fly upwards!
The tree branches managed to hold the falling forces.
Due to the rope friction in the distance, impact force was reduced and the rope didn't directly break off. As the branches distorted, Soran rebounded three to five meters up before he dropped a little and the force was very small.
He managed to stay in the air by unloading the force.
At the moment, there were still around a hundred meters between him and the ground. If he jumped off, he would still die.
Soran calmed himself by taking a light breath, trying to recover his injured and loaded arm. Meanwhile, he drank a bottle of therapeutic medicine before he began to swing himself. As he swung, he finally touched the cliff rock!
Clang!
A knife with freezing light was stabbed into the rock.
Immediately Soran fixed himself in front of the cliff. While looking at the steep cliff, he stepped on a bulgy stone and struggled to bring out his second knife with his bloody hand and used his whole strength to stab into another rock.
"Ah!"
Soran breathed out deeply and then slowly took a deep breath.
He unlocked the rope and stepped on a bulgy stone of less than three centimeters wide. Then with the knife stabbing into the rock, he climbed down bit by bit.
Fire sparks exploded among clangs!
Soran's knifes soon came to the edge of scrap, but he had climbed some ten meters and there were more bulgy stones. So he could climb faster and he could even directly stepped down. When there was no place for him to leverage, he used his knife to open his way. With his explosive power and 20 points of rare constitution, he managed to use the force of knife stabbing into the rock by the motivation way of Sword-Heavy Force.
The ground was getting closer and closer.
When there were only thirty meters away, Soran slid downside along the steep cliff, which made him injure more seriously. But when he slid to around ten meters high, he directly jumped off from three-storey high.
Bang!
Soran stepped on his knee and relieved himself as if his bones were going to break. He was injured badly and his life value was less than one-fourth of the original!
His accumulated injures had reached more than thirty points.
If he didn't have rare constitution, he must have already died.
Hunters had arrived at the cliff. When Soran jumped off from the cliff, they had observed him and remembered him as a crazy enemy! After landing, Soran looked up at them and looked grim before he began to laugh ironically and finally crazily!
He was bloody throughout his body and white bone could be seen in his palm. His back was broken.
His broken body made him look like demons, but definitely stronger than it!
"I know I won't die here!"
Soran looked up at the cliff several hundred meters high as if he was about to kill him. Then he rushed away without looking back.
There must be one day when he would badly revenge on them!
Chapter end
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