Chapter 231: JackStyle Break-Out
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Chapter 231: Jack-Style Break-Out
Vanderdecken!?
Of all the people Jack expected to see as a prisoner in this Animal Kingdom encampment, Vanderdecken was not one of them.
The man had changed quite a bit. Last time Jack saw him, it was back in Earths Integration Tournament, when he used his magical electric guitar and Dao of Metal to fight against the Animal Kingdom forces. Back then, hed been a spirited young man with long hair, chains hanging from his leather jacket, and permanently raised pinkies and index fingers.
Now, he looked like a defeated version of his previous self. His long hair hung soullessly down his shoulders, dirty like he hadnt washed them in a month. All the chains had been torn away from his clothes, dark shackles bound his wrists, and his guitar was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he was now wielding a rusty pickaxe, repeatedly smashing it into random rocks under this planets scorching sun.
In short, he looked terrible.
Terrible, Brock muttered from the side.
Thats what I thought! Jack replied. What is he even doing here? Hes not supposed to be out of Earth, let alone out of the Animal Kingdom constellation. And why is he captured?
A quick scan confirmed that this was, indeed, Vanderdecken. His planet of origin was pretty conclusive. At least, hed broken through to the E-Grade.
Human (Earth-387), Level 52 (E-Grade)
Faction: -
There was no title visible, even though Jack knew Vanderdecken had at least acquired a Planetary Frontrunner variant. Probably a Planetary Torchbearer, too. He must have chosen not to display them, like Jack had.
Unfortunately, it hadnt helped him.
Bro, said Brock. Help?
Absolutely. Weve fought shoulder-to-shoulder with that guy. We cant just let him be a prisoner of the enemy.
Brock chuckled and bumped his fists together. Brock smash, he said.
Right. Brock smash. The question is, how?
Jack had previously decided not to bother with this Animal Kingdom encampment, as it was not worth the risk. The moment he saw Vanderdecken, however, that decision was instantly reversed.
Now, they just had to find the best way to go about it.
Charging them wouldnt work, Jack contemplated aloud. The E-Grade guards are negligible, but they have a late D-Grade and two low ones, plus anyone else that we havent spotted yet. I guess we have to sneak in during the night?
Brock nodded.
And then what? Jack resumed his train of thought. Say we break them out. All the guards will be on us instantly, so well have to fight them anyway. We cant exactly run away while carrying a bunch of prisoners.
A quick inspection revealed that, of the prisoners, none was at the D-Grade. They couldnt help Jack against the D-Grade guards. They couldnt escape fast enough either, even if Jack found a way to remove their shackles.
I guess we have to fight the wardens after all, he concluded. Time to see if I can match a late D-Grade. I probably shouldright? I defeated the three middle D-Grade Hounds. Why not one late D-Grade?
Brock nodded. Yes. But. He pondered for a moment, trying to find the right word. He pointed up at the sun, then mimed it arcing all the way to below the horizon.
Night? Jack tried.
Yes.
Sure. Even if it all comes down to combat anyway, we can try to sneak in at night. The element of surprise is a dependable ally.
Good bro.
Exactly. Jack reached into his pocket and retrieved the buzzer theyd received from the teleportation hub. Now, we just have to hope this doesnt The buzzer began to glow and echo with a low buzz. You have got to be fucking kidding me.
This buzzer was supposed to activate when they were the thousandth people in line to teleport, and it meant they should rush over. According to Torm, it usually took two to three days. It had only been one.
Fuck my life, Jack said, sighing. Well, no choice. Guess we have to miss our flight.
Brock nodded like it was natural.
Which it was. What kind of person would abandon their brother-in-arms when they could just go get a new buzzer at anytime? Waiting another day, or couple of days, was nothing.
Jack tried to deactivate the buzzer. When he was unable to, and so was Brock, they flew away and left it on top of a distant mountain, where it could buzz alone for as long as it liked.
Vivi.
Dude!!! Holy shit, it really is you!! Vanderdeckens mental voice did a sudden one-eighty, and back was the hopeful young bard. Its been so long! How the hell have you been?
Pretty good. I explored a bit, kicked some ass, became an immortal. You know, typical Monday stuff.
Duuude, thats awesome. Can you, like, fly now?
I can.
Will you take me for a ride?
You do understand that youre still a prisoner, right?
Please?
Yeah, I will. But focus. Chitchatting can wait until later. Right now, we have to rescue you.
How did you become an immortal so fast!?
Vanderdecken. Focus.
Jack was also looking forward to talking, but there needed to be priorities.
Sorry. Im focusing. Okay. Rescuing me. Dude, Im so glad you came. These guys are massive dicks.
I can imagine. I saw you breaking rocks.
Yeah. For no reason at all. They just want us tired so we dont think of escaping.
Speaking of. Where is the key to the cage? Also, can you use your Dao?
When watching the camp before, Jack had seen no prisoner utilize even the tiniest bit of Dao. It was to the point where he suspected something was up.
These shackles are System items. They lock down our access to the System, which includes our skills.
That was interesting information. Jacks training with Copy Jack had taught him just how much he relied on the System to execute his skills, but it had also taught him that, with proper practice, he could learn to use them himself. If somebody put these shackles on E-Grade Jack, they wouldnt have worked as well.
As for the keys, Vanderdecken continued, the warden has them. But be careful; shes a late D-Grade. You cant fight her.
Oh, I will, but Id rather rescue you first. Is there any other way to let you out?
Uh None that I can think of? Even if you did, another warden has the keys to our shackles. I I dont know how you could do it.
Jack nodded somberly. He could sense the despair creep back in Vanderdeckens voice. As a rule of thumb, the fewer dudes he used, the more lost he was.
Dont worry. We are brothers in armsI will rescue you no matter what. It will be fine. I just need you to calm down, okay?
Okay.
Good. Now, I have a plan. Can you do me a favor and go stick to the steel bars farthest away from the red tent?
...Okay? Vanderdecken stood up, grabbed his waist as if it hurt from sleeping in the same position, and went to lie down near the steel bars where Jack had indicated. Now what?
Now, just watch.
If Jack used even the tiniest bit of his strength, the immortals in the tent would pick it up and rush him. Thankfully, Jack and Brock had already discussed what they would do in this situation.
Plan A, bro. One of the low D-Grades has the shackle keys, Jack said. Brock nodded. They fist-bumped, then Jack walked out of the darkness and into the light, reaching a corner of the cage in an instant. He was now right between the cage and the red tent. The torchlight flickered sharply in the edge of his visionsome guard had spotted him, but it didnt matter.
Intru
The guards shout was overshadowed by Jacks fist smashing right through the steel bars, eliciting a terrible shriek from the metal. The roof of the cage dented inward as the bars pulled at it, and the entire cage slid a few feet to the side, but even the metals innate resistance wasnt enough to resist Jacks strength. A hole was instantly made in the corner of the cage, where two bars were shorn off enough for a grown man to crouch through.
Before anyone could scream, Jack turned and unleashed a full-power Meteor Punch at the red tent, which was in the opposite direction from the cage.
Good fucking morning!
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Chapter 231: Jack-Style Break-Out
Vanderdecken!?
Of all the people Jack expected to see as a prisoner in this Animal Kingdom encampment, Vanderdecken was not one of them.
The man had changed quite a bit. Last time Jack saw him, it was back in Earths Integration Tournament, when he used his magical electric guitar and Dao of Metal to fight against the Animal Kingdom forces. Back then, hed been a spirited young man with long hair, chains hanging from his leather jacket, and permanently raised pinkies and index fingers.
Now, he looked like a defeated version of his previous self. His long hair hung soullessly down his shoulders, dirty like he hadnt washed them in a month. All the chains had been torn away from his clothes, dark shackles bound his wrists, and his guitar was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he was now wielding a rusty pickaxe, repeatedly smashing it into random rocks under this planets scorching sun.
In short, he looked terrible.
Terrible, Brock muttered from the side.
Thats what I thought! Jack replied. What is he even doing here? Hes not supposed to be out of Earth, let alone out of the Animal Kingdom constellation. And why is he captured?
A quick scan confirmed that this was, indeed, Vanderdecken. His planet of origin was pretty conclusive. At least, hed broken through to the E-Grade.
Human (Earth-387), Level 52 (E-Grade)
Faction: -
There was no title visible, even though Jack knew Vanderdecken had at least acquired a Planetary Frontrunner variant. Probably a Planetary Torchbearer, too. He must have chosen not to display them, like Jack had.
Unfortunately, it hadnt helped him.
Bro, said Brock. Help?
Absolutely. Weve fought shoulder-to-shoulder with that guy. We cant just let him be a prisoner of the enemy.
Brock chuckled and bumped his fists together. Brock smash, he said.
Right. Brock smash. The question is, how?
Jack had previously decided not to bother with this Animal Kingdom encampment, as it was not worth the risk. The moment he saw Vanderdecken, however, that decision was instantly reversed.
Now, they just had to find the best way to go about it.
Charging them wouldnt work, Jack contemplated aloud. The E-Grade guards are negligible, but they have a late D-Grade and two low ones, plus anyone else that we havent spotted yet. I guess we have to sneak in during the night?
Brock nodded.
And then what? Jack resumed his train of thought. Say we break them out. All the guards will be on us instantly, so well have to fight them anyway. We cant exactly run away while carrying a bunch of prisoners.
A quick inspection revealed that, of the prisoners, none was at the D-Grade. They couldnt help Jack against the D-Grade guards. They couldnt escape fast enough either, even if Jack found a way to remove their shackles.
I guess we have to fight the wardens after all, he concluded. Time to see if I can match a late D-Grade. I probably shouldright? I defeated the three middle D-Grade Hounds. Why not one late D-Grade?
Brock nodded. Yes. But. He pondered for a moment, trying to find the right word. He pointed up at the sun, then mimed it arcing all the way to below the horizon.
Night? Jack tried.
Yes.
Sure. Even if it all comes down to combat anyway, we can try to sneak in at night. The element of surprise is a dependable ally.
Good bro.
Exactly. Jack reached into his pocket and retrieved the buzzer theyd received from the teleportation hub. Now, we just have to hope this doesnt The buzzer began to glow and echo with a low buzz. You have got to be fucking kidding me.
This buzzer was supposed to activate when they were the thousandth people in line to teleport, and it meant they should rush over. According to Torm, it usually took two to three days. It had only been one.
Fuck my life, Jack said, sighing. Well, no choice. Guess we have to miss our flight.
Brock nodded like it was natural.
Which it was. What kind of person would abandon their brother-in-arms when they could just go get a new buzzer at anytime? Waiting another day, or couple of days, was nothing.
Jack tried to deactivate the buzzer. When he was unable to, and so was Brock, they flew away and left it on top of a distant mountain, where it could buzz alone for as long as it liked.
Vivi.
Dude!!! Holy shit, it really is you!! Vanderdeckens mental voice did a sudden one-eighty, and back was the hopeful young bard. Its been so long! How the hell have you been?
Pretty good. I explored a bit, kicked some ass, became an immortal. You know, typical Monday stuff.
Duuude, thats awesome. Can you, like, fly now?
I can.
Will you take me for a ride?
You do understand that youre still a prisoner, right?
Please?
Yeah, I will. But focus. Chitchatting can wait until later. Right now, we have to rescue you.
How did you become an immortal so fast!?
Vanderdecken. Focus.
Jack was also looking forward to talking, but there needed to be priorities.
Sorry. Im focusing. Okay. Rescuing me. Dude, Im so glad you came. These guys are massive dicks.
I can imagine. I saw you breaking rocks.
Yeah. For no reason at all. They just want us tired so we dont think of escaping.
Speaking of. Where is the key to the cage? Also, can you use your Dao?
When watching the camp before, Jack had seen no prisoner utilize even the tiniest bit of Dao. It was to the point where he suspected something was up.
These shackles are System items. They lock down our access to the System, which includes our skills.
That was interesting information. Jacks training with Copy Jack had taught him just how much he relied on the System to execute his skills, but it had also taught him that, with proper practice, he could learn to use them himself. If somebody put these shackles on E-Grade Jack, they wouldnt have worked as well.
As for the keys, Vanderdecken continued, the warden has them. But be careful; shes a late D-Grade. You cant fight her.
Oh, I will, but Id rather rescue you first. Is there any other way to let you out?
Uh None that I can think of? Even if you did, another warden has the keys to our shackles. I I dont know how you could do it.
Jack nodded somberly. He could sense the despair creep back in Vanderdeckens voice. As a rule of thumb, the fewer dudes he used, the more lost he was.
Dont worry. We are brothers in armsI will rescue you no matter what. It will be fine. I just need you to calm down, okay?
Okay.
Good. Now, I have a plan. Can you do me a favor and go stick to the steel bars farthest away from the red tent?
...Okay? Vanderdecken stood up, grabbed his waist as if it hurt from sleeping in the same position, and went to lie down near the steel bars where Jack had indicated. Now what?
Now, just watch.
If Jack used even the tiniest bit of his strength, the immortals in the tent would pick it up and rush him. Thankfully, Jack and Brock had already discussed what they would do in this situation.
Plan A, bro. One of the low D-Grades has the shackle keys, Jack said. Brock nodded. They fist-bumped, then Jack walked out of the darkness and into the light, reaching a corner of the cage in an instant. He was now right between the cage and the red tent. The torchlight flickered sharply in the edge of his visionsome guard had spotted him, but it didnt matter.
Intru
The guards shout was overshadowed by Jacks fist smashing right through the steel bars, eliciting a terrible shriek from the metal. The roof of the cage dented inward as the bars pulled at it, and the entire cage slid a few feet to the side, but even the metals innate resistance wasnt enough to resist Jacks strength. A hole was instantly made in the corner of the cage, where two bars were shorn off enough for a grown man to crouch through.
Before anyone could scream, Jack turned and unleashed a full-power Meteor Punch at the red tent, which was in the opposite direction from the cage.
Good fucking morning!
Chapter 231: Jack-Style Break-OutVanderdecken!?Of all the people Jack expected to see as a prisoner in this Animal Kingdom encampment, Vanderdecken was not one of them.The man had changed quite a bit. Last time Jack saw him, it was back in Earths Integration Tournament, when he used his magical electric guitar and Dao of Metal to fight against the Animal Kingdom forces. Back then, hed been a spirited young man with long hair, chains hanging from his leather jacket, and permanently raised pinkies and index fingers.Now, he looked like a defeated version of his previous self. His long hair hung soullessly down his shoulders, dirty like he hadnt washed them in a month. All the chains had been torn away from his clothes, dark shackles bound his wrists, and his guitar was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he was now wielding a rusty pickaxe, repeatedly smashing it into random rocks under this planets scorching sun.In short, he looked terrible.Terrible, Brock muttered from the side.Thats what I thought! Jack replied. What is he even doing here? Hes not supposed to be out of Earth, let alone out of the Animal Kingdom constellation. And why is he captured?A quick scan confirmed that this was, indeed, Vanderdecken. His planet of origin was pretty conclusive. At least, hed broken through to the E-Grade.Human Earth-387, Level 52 E-GradeFaction: -There was no title visible, even though Jack knew Vanderdecken had at least acquired a Planetary Frontrunner variant. Probably a Planetary Torchbearer, too. He must have chosen not to display them, like Jack had.Unfortunately, it hadnt helped him.Bro, said Brock. Help?Absolutely. Weve fought shoulder-to-shoulder with that guy. We cant just let him be a prisoner of the enemy.Brock chuckled and bumped his fists together. Brock smash, he said.Right. Brock smash. The question is, how?Jack had previously decided not to bother with this Animal Kingdom encampment, as it was not worth the risk. The moment he saw Vanderdecken, however, that decision was instantly reversed.Now, they just had to find the best way to go about it.Charging them wouldnt work, Jack contemplated aloud. The E-Grade guards are negligible, but they have a late D-Grade and two low ones, plus anyone else that we havent spotted yet. I guess we have to sneak in during the night?Brock nodded.And then what? Jack resumed his train of thought. Say we break them out. All the guards will be on us instantly, so well have to fight them anyway. We cant exactly run away while carrying a bunch of prisoners.A quick inspection revealed that, of the prisoners, none was at the D-Grade. They couldnt help Jack against the D-Grade guards. They couldnt escape fast enough either, even if Jack found a way to remove their shackles.I guess we have to fight the wardens after all, he concluded. Time to see if I can match a late D-Grade. I probably shouldright? I defeated the three middle D-Grade Hounds. Why not one late D-Grade?Brock nodded. Yes. But. He pondered for a moment, trying to find the right word. He pointed up at the sun, then mimed it arcing all the way to below the horizon.Night? Jack tried.Yes.Sure. Even if it all comes down to combat anyway, we can try to sneak in at night. The element of surprise is a dependable ally.Good bro.Exactly. Jack reached into his pocket and retrieved the buzzer theyd received from the teleportation hub. Now, we just have to hope this doesnt The buzzer began to glow and echo with a low buzz. You have got to be fucking kidding me.This buzzer was supposed to activate when they were the thousandth people in line to teleport, and it meant they should rush over. According to Torm, it usually took two to three days. It had only been one.Fuck my life, Jack said, sighing. Well, no choice. Guess we have to miss our flight.Brock nodded like it was natural.Which it was. What kind of person would abandon their brother-in-arms when they could just go get a new buzzer at anytime? Waiting another day, or couple of days, was nothing.Jack tried to deactivate the buzzer. When he was unable to, and so was Brock, they flew away and left it on top of a distant mountain, where it could buzz alone for as long as it liked.Vivi.Dude!!! Holy shit, it really is you!! Vanderdeckens mental voice did a sudden one-eighty, and back was the hopeful young bard. Its been so long! How the hell have you been?Pretty good. I explored a bit, kicked some ass, became an immortal. You know, typical Monday stuff.Duuude, thats awesome. Can you, like, fly now?I can.Will you take me for a ride?You do understand that youre still a prisoner, right?Please?Yeah, I will. But focus. Chitchatting can wait until later. Right now, we have to rescue you.How did you become an immortal so fast!?Vanderdecken. Focus.Jack was also looking forward to talking, but there needed to be priorities.Sorry. Im focusing. Okay. Rescuing me. Dude, Im so glad you came. These guys are massive dicks.I can imagine. I saw you breaking rocks.Yeah. For no reason at all. They just want us tired so we dont think of escaping.Speaking of. Where is the key to the cage? Also, can you use your Dao?When watching the camp before, Jack had seen no prisoner utilize even the tiniest bit of Dao. It was to the point where he suspected something was up.These shackles are System items. They lock down our access to the System, which includes our skills.That was interesting information. Jacks training with Copy Jack had taught him just how much he relied on the System to execute his skills, but it had also taught him that, with proper practice, he could learn to use them himself. If somebody put these shackles on E-Grade Jack, they wouldnt have worked as well.As for the keys, Vanderdecken continued, the warden has them. But be careful; shes a late D-Grade. You cant fight her.Oh, I will, but Id rather rescue you first. Is there any other way to let you out?Uh None that I can think of? Even if you did, another warden has the keys to our shackles. I I dont know how you could do it.Jack nodded somberly. He could sense the despair creep back in Vanderdeckens voice. As a rule of thumb, the fewer dudes he used, the more lost he was.Dont worry. We are brothers in armsI will rescue you no matter what. It will be fine. I just need you to calm down, okay?Okay.Good. Now, I have a plan. Can you do me a favor and go stick to the steel bars farthest away from the red tent?...Okay? Vanderdecken stood up, grabbed his waist as if it hurt from sleeping in the same position, and went to lie down near the steel bars where Jack had indicated. Now what?Now, just watch.If Jack used even the tiniest bit of his strength, the immortals in the tent would pick it up and rush him. Thankfully, Jack and Brock had already discussed what they would do in this situation.Plan A, bro. One of the low D-Grades has the shackle keys, Jack said. Brock nodded. They fist-bumped, then Jack walked out of the darkness and into the light, reaching a corner of the cage in an instant. He was now right between the cage and the red tent. The torchlight flickered sharply in the edge of his visionsome guard had spotted him, but it didnt matter.IntruThe guards shout was overshadowed by Jacks fist smashing right through the steel bars, eliciting a terrible shriek from the metal. The roof of the cage dented inward as the bars pulled at it, and the entire cage slid a few feet to the side, but even the metals innate resistance wasnt enough to resist Jacks strength. A hole was instantly made in the corner of the cage, where two bars were shorn off enough for a grown man to crouch through.Before anyone could scream, Jack turned and unleashed a full-power Meteor Punch at the red tent, which was in the opposite direction from the cage.Good fucking morning!
