Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

The crushed throat caused Jake to vomit a mouthful of blood. Even lowered pain sensors couldn't have mitigated the pain—it really hurt.

Unable to speak was also bothersome. It wasn't even similar to a headset's microphone not working! It was so much worse that Jake wanted to squeeze his throat more and miraculously mend it.

That was the least of his problems, though.

His health points had fallen dangerously low.

'Can I even drink potion now?' Jake thought as he felt the pain clogging his throat. It was such an unbearable feeling that he swore to craft an armor to not allow anything like that to happen again.

The assassin disappeared into the shadows again.

Like Ender(the legendary eagle) and probably the most assassins and thieves, he was biding for time. It was a class that forced people to learn patience and how to keep their feelings in check.

Law be damned was also using his strongest against Jake. His assassin's movement skill—Killer Move—worked like the thieves' shadow dash. The difference was that this movement skill increased the damage of the assassin's weapons. It also did two times more damage on vital points in critical strikes!

That said, it wasn't what made this assassin player so strong. It was his muscle memory.

Law be damned didn't just close distance with his opponents.

He approached them with the image of him already sinking his blade into their vital points. His muscle memory made that image the reality.

Of course, he was held back by his lower stats than on his first character. He also hadn't played recently on his second character, so he was pretty rusty.

But if he were in shape, he would have dealt much more damage to Jake by now.

'I can't stand this play style! It's number one on my hate list!' Jake was so bent out of shape that he mixed curses with his fighting plans. He was still on the run, hoping for the best.

He took out another health potion and stuffed his mouth with it. Alas, it felt like more weight had clogged his throat. He couldn't use this liquid at all! In the end, Jake vomited.

'I can feel the darkness just as he's about to inflict damage! I'm familiar with darkness! My Ender uses it… he is even now hiding in the nest and waiting for my call…' Jake's tattoo of an eagle pulsed on his neck. It was quite broken after the assassin's blade had mauled Jake's neck.

In fact, if this weren't the game, Jake would have already died.

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Jake then felt his right arm heating up. The same feeling radiated from within his chest and back. All his tattoos had gotten warm as though his summons were raring to come out and share Jake's pain.

It was as though they could see through Ender's eyes that Jake was in a difficult situation.

'Yeah, I'm different. We're different,' Jake curved his lips up. He wasn't the same archer who had lost against the legendary eagle and fought him twice. He was now built differently, and so were his summons. 'I'll give up on the loot to invite you to my dance floor, Ender!'

Jake put his hand on his neck, covering his eagle tattoo.

The warmth of his hand and Ender's tattoo blended together.

They were now on the same wavelength.

'Turn this entire cave into your nest!' Jake commanded. 'As you fly, drop items! Start from the ceiling!'

Though he felt like he had made a more precious connection with Ender, Jake wasn't sure whether Ender heard him.

But it only took him a second to understand that he had been heard.

His baby eagle flew through the ocean of darkness! Jake felt that!

Just as the assassin was about to make another move to force Jake to show more of his skills, the first ore had been spit out from the nest.

It caught the assassin's eyes.

Anything out of the place would be noticed by him.

He was prepared for everything.

But… was he really?

'What's going on?' Law be damned thought.

An ore, a sword, a mantle, and other various items that Jake had picked up after killing other players were now raining down from the glistening chandeliers of salacities. It was such a bizarre event that the assassin arched his head back and gawked at it from his hidden spot.

The assassin thought, 'Has he done that? But how? He hasn't shot any darkness arrows, has he? The intel said he has powerful arrows with four blades and blunt ones enough to break the magic… it can't be the event, too, or is it?'

Jake bought a lot of time this way.

He was lucky the assassin couldn't tell whether it was an archery skill, someone else's magic, or the dungeon's event. By the time the assassin decided to kill Jake and call his client to the second floor's entrance, Ender had already turned the cave's darkness into his nest.

In this lake of darkness where the darkness belonged to him, Jake had temporarily unlocked a new feature.

[Your Perception Skill has been synced with Ender's Darkness Nest.]

[You can read the darkness element without any obstacles.]

[Ender has entered the battle.]

[Five minutes of cooldown has been applied.]

'I feel you,' Jake coldly whispered.

The assassin appeared behind Jake.

Twin blades were about to converge on his neck once again and finish him.

'I know I can leave my back to you,' Jake thought as his tattoo on the back heated up.

[You have used The Call Of The Unyielding.]

A baby monkey appeared behind Jake.

His wooden staff blocked two daggers aiming to finish him!

[Wukong has entered the battle.]

[Five minutes of cooldown has been applied.]

Wukong's legendary strength blew away the assassin! He may be a small boy, but he was so powerful that even Jake would think twice about doing an arm wrestling with him!

His wooden staff wasn't as good as Wukong, so it suffered losses. But that was much better than Jake vomiting blood!

Wukong dropped to his feet and pointed the broken staff at the assassin. He didn't dare waste another second and rushed after him to prevent the man from disappearing into the darkness.

Even if he did, Jake would still have a read on him.

Wukong didn't know that, though.

Meanwhile, Jake distanced himself as well.

He took the four-blade arrow and nocked it on his bow.

'Let's pay back him for making me mute,' Jake thought.

The tattoo on his right biceps heated up.

The Wolf Boss' Arrow was about to make an appearance on the mainland against a real enemy.