Chapter 269: Another!?
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Chapter 269: Another!?
Artus Emberheart opened his eyes when someone knocked on his door. Of course, hed sensed them coming; his Dao perception stretched for a hundred miles around.
Come in, he commanded, and the door opened soundlessly.
Warden, the leonine who entered saluted him humbly. I have a report on the missing teams.
Speak.
More of them disappeared. Weve tracked down the numbers of missing people over the last month, and they are unusually high in seven low-level zones. The latest casualties were reported a few minutes ago in zone sixteen. We suspect there is someone out there hunting us.
Hmm. The Wardens eyes narrowed slightly. His mane fluttered in the gentle breeze generated by the mere act of him thinking. It is not a prisoner, as they would not be able to traverse multiple zones. Someone snuck in from the outside. Investigate every teleporter connected to Hell for immortals at the middle D-Grade and above, and recruit nine low immortals and a healer to scour zone sixteen. The intruders could still be there. If you dont find them, be prepared to move to the next zone where disciples go missing.
Yes, Warden, the leonine replied. He hesitated for a split-second, then, in a voice as steady as before, added, What if the enemy is too strong?
Artus gazed over this leonine. He was one of his young and promising personal disciples at Level 180. It would be a pity if he died.
Its a low-level zone, he replied. When you find them, the deacon shadowing you will eliminate anyone over Level 165. You should be able to deal with the remaining ones. If you fail, nobody will interfere.
The leonine nodded sharply. Of course, Warden.
You may leave.
Yes, Warden.
***The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
A team of Animal Kingdom inner disciples had just finished putting down an elderly prisoner. One of their members had gotten heavily injured in the battle, but the rest were fine.
I got a level! a canine woman cheered.
Me too! another canine, a man, smiled at her. The glint of insanity in both their eyes sent chills down the spine of the third member, a deer person with antlers the size of tree branches.
Lets get going, said this third person, looking left and right. There are rumors of many teams not returning lately. I wouldnt want to get caught out.
Heh. What are you afraid of, coward? A prisoner defeating all four of us?
Suddenly, the air around them lightened. Their hair rose. Whos there!? one of the canines shouted, only to be answered by a cold, young-sounding voice.
Your deer friend was wise, but you delayed. Its too late now.
The four cultivatorsincluding the fourth one, an injured lycanlooked around wildly. There! the deer man shouted, pointing at a spot between the trees, where a figure awaitedclad in a long gray robe, with a dark hood draped over their face.
Who are you? the deer man shouted again, but the figure only laughed.
It was lucky he got a level. Theyd been getting scarcer and scarcer lately. In the month hed spent terrorizing the low-level hunting zones, his level had grown dramatically, but so had the difficulty of each successive level-up. At least the System acknowledged the difficulty of finding D-Grade opponents and didnt make things too slow, but still Jack estimated he must have killed at least a hundred inner disciples so far over five hunting zones, creating a tiny but noticeable gap in the Animal Kingdoms forces.
Not a single inner disciple had escaped him so far, but they were bound to have noticed something was wrong.
Perhaps I should hide out for a while, he thought calmly, by now used to the sight of immortal corpses. Or I could just move directly to the mid-level zones.
He was a bit leery of doing that. When he first entered the low-level zones, he had been Level 146, while his opponents ranged from 130 to 165. Those first battles hadnt been easy.
If he tried to assault a team of mid D-Grade disciples while only being a low D-Grade himself, things might get too risky. Even if he could beat them, he had no confidence in preventing everyone from escapingunless he used his Life Drop, but that was something he would really rather avoid.
However, he also didnt have time to waste. Even hunting furiously, hed gotten fifteen levels in a month. At this rate, he wouldnt get anywhere near the peak of the D-Grade in the five months he had left.
What a dilemma, he thought again, clicking his tongue. Where are you, Shol I need you to pick up the slack.
Done ruminating, Jack zoomed off. The more inner disciples he killed, the higher the chances of people looking for him. He flew low, crossing the jungle until he reached a distant mountain, where he darted into an obscured cave.
This place had become his house for the past few days. It contained nothing, but he was an immortal; he needed nothing.
Well, nothing besides a hiding place, which the cave gladly offered.
Jack stepped inside, releasing a long sigh. He tossed his credit card and treasures on a leaf pillow he had lying by the side, then sat down cross-legged in the middle of the cave. It wasnt largeten feet from end to end and rectangular-ish in shape, it contained nothing but the bare necessities.
At least it had a view, whenever he chose to remove the boulder sealing the cave mouth.
Jack then reached for some of the food he had lying aroundcooked bird meat, mostlyand started eating. He didnt need to do that anymore, but it helped him focus. He also spared a few glances for his credit card.
He had secured ninety million from the bounty hunter and prison guards on Derion, the poison planet. That was a massive sum.
Still, for an immortal, he was considered dirt poor. He really looked forward to reaching a hundred million and purchasing the telepathy function for his faction, but hed discovered that the inner disciples hunting here did not carry their credit cards with them.
Misers.
At least, when he did manage to gather some money, he would be able to contact the professor and find out what the hell was going on on Earth.
I hope everyone is okay Man, I wish Shol had agreed to lend me some. He must be a billionairewith a B!
Hunting the Animal Kingdom disciples was a risky endeavor. Therefore, Jack couldnt slack off on safety measures. After every successful hunt, he would lay low for at least eight hours, sometimes more. When the number of immortals in a hunting zone decreased noticeably, he would change zones.
In those eight hours, he would meditate. He had no time to waste, so this was the best way to keep himself busy. Hed brought the Dao Battery from his cellar in the estate as well. It waited right next to him in the small cave, making it a Fist Cave.
This time, like every other, Jack finished his meal, then made himself comfortable and closed his eyes. Instantly, he dived into his soul world, the bare rock replaced with starry terrain and a Dao Tree.
Hed been looking forward to this. Because, as he leveled up, his Dao Tree had begun to evolve.
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Chapter 269: Another!?
Artus Emberheart opened his eyes when someone knocked on his door. Of course, hed sensed them coming; his Dao perception stretched for a hundred miles around.
Come in, he commanded, and the door opened soundlessly.
Warden, the leonine who entered saluted him humbly. I have a report on the missing teams.
Speak.
More of them disappeared. Weve tracked down the numbers of missing people over the last month, and they are unusually high in seven low-level zones. The latest casualties were reported a few minutes ago in zone sixteen. We suspect there is someone out there hunting us.
Hmm. The Wardens eyes narrowed slightly. His mane fluttered in the gentle breeze generated by the mere act of him thinking. It is not a prisoner, as they would not be able to traverse multiple zones. Someone snuck in from the outside. Investigate every teleporter connected to Hell for immortals at the middle D-Grade and above, and recruit nine low immortals and a healer to scour zone sixteen. The intruders could still be there. If you dont find them, be prepared to move to the next zone where disciples go missing.
Yes, Warden, the leonine replied. He hesitated for a split-second, then, in a voice as steady as before, added, What if the enemy is too strong?
Artus gazed over this leonine. He was one of his young and promising personal disciples at Level 180. It would be a pity if he died.
Its a low-level zone, he replied. When you find them, the deacon shadowing you will eliminate anyone over Level 165. You should be able to deal with the remaining ones. If you fail, nobody will interfere.
The leonine nodded sharply. Of course, Warden.
You may leave.
Yes, Warden.
***The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
A team of Animal Kingdom inner disciples had just finished putting down an elderly prisoner. One of their members had gotten heavily injured in the battle, but the rest were fine.
I got a level! a canine woman cheered.
Me too! another canine, a man, smiled at her. The glint of insanity in both their eyes sent chills down the spine of the third member, a deer person with antlers the size of tree branches.
Lets get going, said this third person, looking left and right. There are rumors of many teams not returning lately. I wouldnt want to get caught out.
Heh. What are you afraid of, coward? A prisoner defeating all four of us?
Suddenly, the air around them lightened. Their hair rose. Whos there!? one of the canines shouted, only to be answered by a cold, young-sounding voice.
Your deer friend was wise, but you delayed. Its too late now.
The four cultivatorsincluding the fourth one, an injured lycanlooked around wildly. There! the deer man shouted, pointing at a spot between the trees, where a figure awaitedclad in a long gray robe, with a dark hood draped over their face.
Who are you? the deer man shouted again, but the figure only laughed.
It was lucky he got a level. Theyd been getting scarcer and scarcer lately. In the month hed spent terrorizing the low-level hunting zones, his level had grown dramatically, but so had the difficulty of each successive level-up. At least the System acknowledged the difficulty of finding D-Grade opponents and didnt make things too slow, but still Jack estimated he must have killed at least a hundred inner disciples so far over five hunting zones, creating a tiny but noticeable gap in the Animal Kingdoms forces.
Not a single inner disciple had escaped him so far, but they were bound to have noticed something was wrong.
Perhaps I should hide out for a while, he thought calmly, by now used to the sight of immortal corpses. Or I could just move directly to the mid-level zones.
He was a bit leery of doing that. When he first entered the low-level zones, he had been Level 146, while his opponents ranged from 130 to 165. Those first battles hadnt been easy.
If he tried to assault a team of mid D-Grade disciples while only being a low D-Grade himself, things might get too risky. Even if he could beat them, he had no confidence in preventing everyone from escapingunless he used his Life Drop, but that was something he would really rather avoid.
However, he also didnt have time to waste. Even hunting furiously, hed gotten fifteen levels in a month. At this rate, he wouldnt get anywhere near the peak of the D-Grade in the five months he had left.
What a dilemma, he thought again, clicking his tongue. Where are you, Shol I need you to pick up the slack.
Done ruminating, Jack zoomed off. The more inner disciples he killed, the higher the chances of people looking for him. He flew low, crossing the jungle until he reached a distant mountain, where he darted into an obscured cave.
This place had become his house for the past few days. It contained nothing, but he was an immortal; he needed nothing.
Well, nothing besides a hiding place, which the cave gladly offered.
Jack stepped inside, releasing a long sigh. He tossed his credit card and treasures on a leaf pillow he had lying by the side, then sat down cross-legged in the middle of the cave. It wasnt largeten feet from end to end and rectangular-ish in shape, it contained nothing but the bare necessities.
At least it had a view, whenever he chose to remove the boulder sealing the cave mouth.
Jack then reached for some of the food he had lying aroundcooked bird meat, mostlyand started eating. He didnt need to do that anymore, but it helped him focus. He also spared a few glances for his credit card.
He had secured ninety million from the bounty hunter and prison guards on Derion, the poison planet. That was a massive sum.
Still, for an immortal, he was considered dirt poor. He really looked forward to reaching a hundred million and purchasing the telepathy function for his faction, but hed discovered that the inner disciples hunting here did not carry their credit cards with them.
Misers.
At least, when he did manage to gather some money, he would be able to contact the professor and find out what the hell was going on on Earth.
I hope everyone is okay Man, I wish Shol had agreed to lend me some. He must be a billionairewith a B!
Hunting the Animal Kingdom disciples was a risky endeavor. Therefore, Jack couldnt slack off on safety measures. After every successful hunt, he would lay low for at least eight hours, sometimes more. When the number of immortals in a hunting zone decreased noticeably, he would change zones.
In those eight hours, he would meditate. He had no time to waste, so this was the best way to keep himself busy. Hed brought the Dao Battery from his cellar in the estate as well. It waited right next to him in the small cave, making it a Fist Cave.
This time, like every other, Jack finished his meal, then made himself comfortable and closed his eyes. Instantly, he dived into his soul world, the bare rock replaced with starry terrain and a Dao Tree.
Hed been looking forward to this. Because, as he leveled up, his Dao Tree had begun to evolve.
Chapter 269: Another!?Artus Emberheart opened his eyes when someone knocked on his door. Of course, hed sensed them coming; his Dao perception stretched for a hundred miles around.Come in, he commanded, and the door opened soundlessly.Warden, the leonine who entered saluted him humbly. I have a report on the missing teams.Speak.More of them disappeared. Weve tracked down the numbers of missing people over the last month, and they are unusually high in seven low-level zones. The latest casualties were reported a few minutes ago in zone sixteen. We suspect there is someone out there hunting us.Hmm. The Wardens eyes narrowed slightly. His mane fluttered in the gentle breeze generated by the mere act of him thinking. It is not a prisoner, as they would not be able to traverse multiple zones. Someone snuck in from the outside. Investigate every teleporter connected to Hell for immortals at the middle D-Grade and above, and recruit nine low immortals and a healer to scour zone sixteen. The intruders could still be there. If you dont find them, be prepared to move to the next zone where disciples go missing.Yes, Warden, the leonine replied. He hesitated for a split-second, then, in a voice as steady as before, added, What if the enemy is too strong?Artus gazed over this leonine. He was one of his young and promising personal disciples at Level 180. It would be a pity if he died.Its a low-level zone, he replied. When you find them, the deacon shadowing you will eliminate anyone over Level 165. You should be able to deal with the remaining ones. If you fail, nobody will interfere.The leonine nodded sharply. Of course, Warden. You may leave.Yes, Warden.***The debut release of this chapter happened at Nvl-B1n.A team of Animal Kingdom inner disciples had just finished putting down an elderly prisoner. One of their members had gotten heavily injured in the battle, but the rest were fine.I got a level! a canine woman cheered.Me too! another canine, a man, smiled at her. The glint of insanity in both their eyes sent chills down the spine of the third member, a deer person with antlers the size of tree branches.Lets get going, said this third person, looking left and right. There are rumors of many teams not returning lately. I wouldnt want to get caught out.Heh. What are you afraid of, coward? A prisoner defeating all four of us?Suddenly, the air around them lightened. Their hair rose. Whos there!? one of the canines shouted, only to be answered by a cold, young-sounding voice.Your deer friend was wise, but you delayed. Its too late now.The four cultivatorsincluding the fourth one, an injured lycanlooked around wildly. There! the deer man shouted, pointing at a spot between the trees, where a figure awaitedclad in a long gray robe, with a dark hood draped over their face.Who are you? the deer man shouted again, but the figure only laughed.It was lucky he got a level. Theyd been getting scarcer and scarcer lately. In the month hed spent terrorizing the low-level hunting zones, his level had grown dramatically, but so had the difficulty of each successive level-up. At least the System acknowledged the difficulty of finding D-Grade opponents and didnt make things too slow, but still Jack estimated he must have killed at least a hundred inner disciples so far over five hunting zones, creating a tiny but noticeable gap in the Animal Kingdoms forces.Not a single inner disciple had escaped him so far, but they were bound to have noticed something was wrong.Perhaps I should hide out for a while, he thought calmly, by now used to the sight of immortal corpses. Or I could just move directly to the mid-level zones.He was a bit leery of doing that. When he first entered the low-level zones, he had been Level 146, while his opponents ranged from 130 to 165. Those first battles hadnt been easy.If he tried to assault a team of mid D-Grade disciples while only being a low D-Grade himself, things might get too risky. Even if he could beat them, he had no confidence in preventing everyone from escapingunless he used his Life Drop, but that was something he would really rather avoid.However, he also didnt have time to waste. Even hunting furiously, hed gotten fifteen levels in a month. At this rate, he wouldnt get anywhere near the peak of the D-Grade in the five months he had left.What a dilemma, he thought again, clicking his tongue. Where are you, Shol I need you to pick up the slack.Done ruminating, Jack zoomed off. The more inner disciples he killed, the higher the chances of people looking for him. He flew low, crossing the jungle until he reached a distant mountain, where he darted into an obscured cave.This place had become his house for the past few days. It contained nothing, but he was an immortal; he needed nothing.Well, nothing besides a hiding place, which the cave gladly offered.Jack stepped inside, releasing a long sigh. He tossed his credit card and treasures on a leaf pillow he had lying by the side, then sat down cross-legged in the middle of the cave. It wasnt largeten feet from end to end and rectangular-ish in shape, it contained nothing but the bare necessities.At least it had a view, whenever he chose to remove the boulder sealing the cave mouth.Jack then reached for some of the food he had lying aroundcooked bird meat, mostlyand started eating. He didnt need to do that anymore, but it helped him focus. He also spared a few glances for his credit card.He had secured ninety million from the bounty hunter and prison guards on Derion, the poison planet. That was a massive sum.Still, for an immortal, he was considered dirt poor. He really looked forward to reaching a hundred million and purchasing the telepathy function for his faction, but hed discovered that the inner disciples hunting here did not carry their credit cards with them.Misers.At least, when he did manage to gather some money, he would be able to contact the professor and find out what the hell was going on on Earth.I hope everyone is okay Man, I wish Shol had agreed to lend me some. He must be a billionairewith a B!Hunting the Animal Kingdom disciples was a risky endeavor. Therefore, Jack couldnt slack off on safety measures. After every successful hunt, he would lay low for at least eight hours, sometimes more. When the number of immortals in a hunting zone decreased noticeably, he would change zones.In those eight hours, he would meditate. He had no time to waste, so this was the best way to keep himself busy. Hed brought the Dao Battery from his cellar in the estate as well. It waited right next to him in the small cave, making it a Fist Cave.This time, like every other, Jack finished his meal, then made himself comfortable and closed his eyes. Instantly, he dived into his soul world, the bare rock replaced with starry terrain and a Dao Tree.Hed been looking forward to this. Because, as he leveled up, his Dao Tree had begun to evolve.
