landbeastnovel Chapter 340 Why should our king intervene? Enslave Varus!
Chapter 340 Why should our king intervene? Enslave Varus!
Chapter 340 Why should our king intervene? Enslave Varus!
However, judging from what Team One just experienced, although Giant Shield One was defeated and killed, its bone shield, which seemed incredibly fragile to the Ark, was still able to withstand several shots from the mutated skeleton archers.
Enemies of similar strength to his skeleton minions could be instantly killed by Ark if he unleashed his full power without holding back.
This suggests that, compared to the Ark's skeleton clones, this rare mutated skeleton archer's combat power is still far inferior to its own.
In any case, this skeleton archer was already his easy prey, and there was absolutely no way he could escape.
Without further hesitation, Fangzhou gave the order, and more than a dozen skeleton teams scattered in all directions responded quickly, moving like shadows among the bones and corpses, converging towards their common goal.
At the same time, Ark quickly absorbed the prey lying haphazardly at its feet, and then strode towards the place where Team One had perished.
Tryndamere, as the vanguard, was the first to arrive at the designated observation point.
It used the withered hills and scattered bones as cover, watching the battlefield from afar.
There, the mutated skeleton archer was engrossed in frantically devouring the remains of the first skeleton squad.
Perhaps due to overconfidence or an extreme thirst for power, this mutated skeleton archer became somewhat careless in its perception.
Although it sensed Tryndamere watching from a distance, it did not react immediately.
It merely glanced at the food with its empty, greedy eyes before continuing to focus on its "feast."
The Ark had its reasons for appointing Tryndamere as a Sentinel.
Although Tryndamere is clearly weaker than this mutated skeleton archer, as long as he is careful to parry and maintain a certain distance, he will not be killed by this skeleton archer as easily as an ordinary skeleton warrior.
Soon, the skeleton archer had finished absorbing the remains of the three members of Squad One and turned back to the small hill.
Ark ordered Tryndamere to go forward and probe.
Tryndamere raised his decapitation sword, ready to parry any incoming arrows, and then slowly moved closer to the skeleton archer.
Once within range, the skeleton archer drew its bow and fired without hesitation.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—a barrage of arrows shot out.
Tryndamere swung his decapitation sword somewhat awkwardly, deflecting most of the skeletal arrows.
Occasionally, one or two arrows would pierce through his defenses, only striking his hollow skeletal body without causing any damage.
Following Ark's instructions, Tryndamere sent a taunting thought at the mutated skeleton archer before turning and running away.
The Ark's order was naturally intended to observe Tryndamere's behavior patterns.
Sure enough, provoked by Tryndamere, the mutated skeleton archer's soulfire flickered slightly, then it picked up its greatbow and chased after Tryndamere.
The two are about the same speed, but strictly speaking, the Skeleton Archer is slightly faster.
However, its accuracy naturally decreases significantly when it is moving or running.
Tryndamere parried a few times and dodged all the incoming arrows.
He fled, it chased; it seemed Tryndamere had no chance of escape.
However, at this moment, Ark had already arrived at the scene with several skeleton squads from the vicinity.
He didn't rush forward, but stood on a raised rock, scrutinizing Tryndamere and the Skeleton Archer's battle with his empty eye sockets.
After the skeleton archer had traveled a considerable distance from the hill, it seemed to come to its senses and coldly watched Tryndamere swaggering about in the distance.
He then turned and walked back, no longer chasing Tryndamere as he went.
Witnessing this scene, a thoughtful glint flashed in Fangzhou's eyes.
It seems that the hill is very important to this skeleton archer.
This further confirmed his guess.
The hills may conceal some treasure or rare resource that is crucial to this mutated creature.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou's lips curled into a ferocious smile as he gripped the extremely enhanced corpse spear in his hand tightly.
He wants the mutated skeleton archer.
He also wanted the unknown resources hidden in the hills.
Meanwhile, the dozen or so skeleton squads under Ark had already arrived at the designated location quickly, following his instructions.
Fang Zhou patiently directed his men to advance in an orderly fashion along a fan-shaped route towards the hill where the Skeleton Archer was located, forming a tight encirclement.
The mutated skeleton archer appeared extremely nervous as the enemy continued to approach.
It held its finely crafted longbow high, its eyes scanning the enemy ranks as if ready to unleash a fatal arrow at any moment.
However, Ark had already figured out the maximum range of this skeleton archer through Tryndamere's probing.
Therefore, thanks to his precise calculations, all the skeleton squads remained outside the Skeleton Archer's attack range.
With everything in place, Ark's gaze fell upon the most imposing giant shield skeleton in the group.
He entered into meditation, activating the Berserker's Spirit Mark and linking his soul to the giant shield skeleton.
As energy continued to condense, a series of complex runes began to appear on the skeleton of the giant shield, flashing with a dazzling purple light.
This is a sign that the Berserker Spirit Olaf is about to awaken within it.
Finally, amidst a deafening roar, Olaf's figure gradually appeared on the skeleton of the giant shield skull.
Its body was much larger than that of an ordinary skeleton, with clearly defined bone structure, as if it were formed from pure power.
The enormous battle axe he gripped tightly was incredibly sharp, and even in the darkness of night, one could feel its chilling killing intent.
"Olaf, lead the charge! Cripple that mutated skeleton marksman!"
Olaf did not hesitate at all upon receiving the order.
Like a moving mountain, it burst forth from one side of the encirclement with unparalleled momentum, heading straight for the skeleton archer who was waiting in full battle.
At the same time, dozens of skeleton minions, led by Tryndamere, swarmed in from all directions, forming an unstoppable torrent that converged on the center point.
The mutated skeleton archer clearly felt the powerful pressure that came with the wind.
In particular, the most imposing berserker spirit Olaf became its greatest threat.
It swiftly raised its longbow, drew the string taut, and pointed the arrow directly at Olaf.
Olaf's bones cracked and popped, a prelude to activating the [Rage] skill.
An uncontrollable rage and power erupted from its soul fire, as if an invisible flame enveloped its skeleton, causing its combat power to surge instantly.
However, it did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, it released provocative fluctuations through its fiercely burning soul fire, as if mocking its opponent's powerlessness.
The Skeleton Archer seemed to sense Olaf's contempt and challenge.
A flash of anger crossed its soul fire, and it released the bowstring without hesitation.
Sharp skeletal arrows flew towards Olaf like a barrage of bullets.
The air was thick with the scent of death, and each arrow whistled through the air as it hurtled toward Olaf's body.
Faced with such a dense offensive, Olaf immediately adjusted his stance, switching from offense to defense.
Its massive skeletal double axes moved with impenetrable precision, each swing accurately deflecting the incoming skeletal arrows, as if forming an indestructible barrier before it.
Although Olaf's charge was successfully halted by the Skeleton Archer, his tactical objective had been achieved.
It successfully drew the Skeleton Archer's full attention.
Attracted by Olaf, Tryndamere and the rest of the skeleton squad were able to get closer.
They surged towards the mutated skeleton archer from all directions, forming an encirclement.
The real main force of the attack was not Olaf, but the skeleton warriors who launched attacks from all directions.
Despite its formidable attack power, this mutated skeletal archer is ultimately outnumbered and outmatched on the battlefield, fighting alone.
It focused all its attention on Olaf, naturally leaving no time to attend to Tryndamere and the other skeleton warriors charging towards it.
Tryndamere's combat intelligence has significantly improved under the tutelage of his skeleton clones during this period.
It keenly sensed the situation on the battlefield, and then let out a silent roar to the sky.
Then, its speed and power reached their peak, its figure almost transforming into a streak of dark blue lightning, circling around to the side of the mutated skeleton archer.
Tryndamere's decapitation sword drew a perfect arc in the air, precisely slashing at his opponent's ribs.
With a crisp sound of bones colliding, powerful death energy burst forth from the wound.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of other melee skeletons joined the battle, attacking the isolated mutated skeleton archer from all sides.
The mutated skeleton archer, easily approached by the skeleton army, appeared somewhat panicked.
As a ranged attack creature, it was previously only accustomed to one-on-one combat and clearly had no experience in dealing with being surrounded.
In a moment of quick thinking, it brandished its enormous skeletal longbow in an attempt to parry the attack.
But under Tryndamere's ferocious onslaught, it appeared flustered and unable to defend itself.
Each swing of the longbow seemed powerless, unable to effectively block attacks from all directions.
Encircled and surrounded, the mutated skeleton archer was no longer able to calmly unleash a hail of arrows to stop Olaf's charge.
Seeing this, Olaf quickly joined the siege.
It wielded massive skeletal double axes, each swing creating a whooshing sound as it struck, the heavy blows leaving the mutated skeleton archer breathless. The clash of axes against bone echoed through the night, each exchange causing the mutated skeleton archer's skeleton to tremble.
A sinister smile appeared on the face of the ark in the distance.
He knew that victory was already within his grasp.
He had originally planned to personally try out his newly mastered Battle Qi Slash skill.
But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.
Olaf, Tryndamere, and the other skeleton minions working together were enough to take down this powerful mutated skeleton marksman.
Ark, on the other hand, only needs to quietly observe the development of the battle and enjoy the impending victory.
Under Olaf's casual, small deception tactic, the mutated skeleton, which had just acquired rudimentary intelligence, was completely powerless to resist.
Just as Ark had predicted, under the combined offensive of Olaf, Tryndamere, and the other skeleton squads, the mutated skeleton marksman did not last long before being completely defeated by Olaf's Bloodlust Strike.
Olaf's bone battle axe streaked across the night sky like a meteor, piercing through the Skeleton Archer's layers of defense and embedding itself deeply in its chest.
As the axe pierced the ground, an irresistible force pinned the skeleton archer firmly to the ground, rendering it immobile.
Olaf was very careful this time. He knew that the Ark's goal was to enslave this rare mutated skeleton archer, so he did not go too far.
Although the skeleton archer had completely lost its ability to resist, the soul fire in its skull remained strong, and it was not seriously damaged in essence.
Seeing Olaf win so easily, the Ark Soulfire, which had been silently watching from the sidelines, suddenly blazed brightly and sent a message of approval to Olaf.
After confirming that the skeleton archer was powerless to resist, Ark slowly stepped onto the battlefield.
Above the skull clone's head, an invisible force began to gather, gradually outlining a crown carved from pure white bone.
This crown seems to be made of pure energy, radiating a soft light.
It represents a powerful force originating from the Blood Moon, capable of controlling skeletal undead creatures—the [Skeletal Monarch] skill.
Fangzhou gently raised his hand, and the crown, as if responding to a summons, released an even stronger mental fluctuation, pointing directly at the mutated skeleton archer on the ground.
The mutated skeleton archer's flickering soul flame trembled violently under the onslaught of this power.
It began to struggle, trying to break free from this invisible force, but soon realized that resistance was futile.
Finally, with an almost inaudible soft sound, the mutated skeleton archer's soul fire was completely conquered.
It seemed to have undergone a spiritual baptism, transforming from a proud hunter into a valiant general under the Ark's command.
The mutated skeleton archer lowered its head, and the soul fire within its skull stabilized, indicating that it had completely submitted and was willing to obey the Ark.
Fangzhou examined the powerful mutated skeleton that had recently joined his ranks with satisfaction.
This was a rare find, encountering such a unique skeleton minion.
Ark decided to follow Tryndamere's example and give it a name.
After careful consideration, he finally decided to give this newly acquired warrior a resounding name: Varus.
Then, Fangzhou closed his eyes, and his whole body emitted an almost tangible soul fluctuation.
This is yet another demonstration of the [Skeleton King] skill, establishing a direct connection between his soul and Varus's.