Chapter 56: Hunting Bishubo (Part 2)

I was running frantically outside the camp, drawing the attention of the outer circle of Fallen Ones while observing the situation inside. Only a few of the outer Fallen Ones followed me, while the inner circle remained unmoved, probably thinking that I wasn't worth mobilizing so many troops.

Heh, even an Amazon skilled with bows would probably be at a loss in this situation. With the inner circle of Fallen Ones not dispersing, they couldn't shoot at Bishubo in the center. But it didn't matter to me; my weapon doesn't shoot in a straight line, so as long as I got close enough, it would work.

After circling the entire Fallen Ones camp, I had disrupted the formation of the outer circle, giving me a chance to get closer to the inner circle.

Closer, closer, this is it! This distance should be enough! I felt a surge of excitement, ignoring the few Fallen Ones who slashed at me and were immediately frozen into ice blocks. The attacks of the Fallen Ones were no longer a threat to me. With my defense at 46 points, it took 2-3 hits from their ordinary attacks to reduce my health by 1 point, which was barely noticeable. As long as I wasn't surrounded, I was fine.

A good opportunity! I immediately took out today's main character, the Strangler Gas, known as the new recruit's poison gas.

Strangler Gas

Damage: 24

Quantity: 22

Required Level: 6

Fast Attack Speed

Bishubo, take this!

Seeing that the distance was about right, I slowed down and threw the Strangler Gas toward the center. I wanted to throw another one, but the Fallen Ones were already closing in, so I had to speed up. It looked like I would have to engage in a prolonged guerrilla battle.

While running, I kept an eye on the direction the Strangler Gas fell. OMG, it was off target. I had practiced throwing with stones for several days, even getting chased by a large elite beast with a bump on its head and a dozen minions. Now, at this critical moment, I messed up.

But even if it was off target, it should have started its attack effect, right? Why wasn't the gas spreading? I took out a bottle of Strangler Gas and looked at it, only to realize I had forgotten to open the cap. Unlike in games where the gas explodes upon being thrown, the cap on these bottles served as a safety mechanism, similar to a grenade's pin. I had to open it before throwing. Damn, I was too nervous and kept making mistakes.

Just as I was feeling frustrated, a layer of green gas suddenly enveloped the center of the camp, making my eyes widen. I had clearly seen the Strangler Gas land at least 100 meters away from the center. How did it end up right in the middle, and without the cap open, how did it explode?

Then I grinned, laughing like a fool—whatever, as long as it exploded.

I found an opening and threw the second bottle. This time, I didn't forget to open the cap. OMG, it was still a bit off target, but to my surprise, it exploded in the center of the camp a moment later.

What's going on? I was completely baffled. Did the Strangler Gas have an auto-tracking feature, better than a cruise missile?

Calculating the time, the Ice Armor was about to wear off. I took out another bottle of Strangler Gas, ready to open the cap, but a sneaky Fallen One slashed at my hand, causing me to drop it. Damn, one bottle of Strangler Gas was wasted. I glared at the Frozen Fallen One but didn't stop to pick up the gas. Seeing that the Ice Armor effect was about to disappear, I chose to retreat.

After waiting for the werewolf transformation to end, I stood up again, planning to continue my strategy to take down Bishubo. Suddenly, another cloud of green smoke rose from the center of the camp.

What's going on today? Why do I feel something is off?

When I charged into the camp for the second time, it was clearly in chaos. Learning from the previous lesson, the inner circle of Fallen Ones also moved, and even Bishubo in the center couldn't help but panic and come toward me. The Fallen Ones around him began to move with him. I couldn't let his inner guard surround me; otherwise, even if I were ten times faster, I would still be overwhelmed. I kept my distance, and the largest number of inner guards remained around Bishubo, not rushing over recklessly. Otherwise, I would have been in trouble.

The outer circle of Fallen Ones was in a frenzy, rushing toward me. With my speed and the protection of Ice Armor, they couldn't surround me. The larger inner guard, however, moved slowly like a group of fat people, densely surrounding Bishubo and moving toward me. For a moment, the entire Fallen Ones camp was in chaos, like a noisy market. The flashing blades, the shadows of the Fallen Ones, and the strange cries of the Fallen Ones, the shouts of the mages, and the clanging of pots all mixed together, forming a chaotic and panicked symphony. Bishubo, surrounded by the Fallen Ones, was clearly visible, almost inviting me to throw the gas. The more chaotic the Fallen Ones, the more opportunities I had to get closer, and I kept throwing the Strangler Gas.

With the experience from the previous attempts, my accuracy improved. However, the occasional off-target Strangler Gas didn't mysteriously appear in the center but exploded where it landed. The inner guards, enveloped in the toxic gas, screamed in agony and were killed by the poisonous mist. At this moment, Bishubo's powerful ability came into play. The Fallen Ones killed by the poison were resurrected by the Fallen Mages, and the Fallen Mages killed by the poison were resurrected by Bishubo. In just a moment, the dozens of Fallen inner guards who had fallen stood up, alive and well. If it weren't for the increase in experience, I would have thought I was hallucinating.

But unfortunately, my main target was Bishubo, not his subordinates. I used poison gas, not fire spells, so his powerful ability couldn't be effectively utilized. Under my continuous throwing, the area where he stood was always enveloped in a layer of green smoke.

Throw—rest and wait—create chaos—throw, this process repeated. When I had only three bottles of Strangler Gas left and was worried if it would be enough, a furious and defiant roar suddenly came from the camp. Immediately, a violent explosion, with flesh and bones as shrapnel, erupted. The Fallen inner guards within a 10-meter radius didn't even have time to scream before they were blown to pieces.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The small knives chasing me, which were about to slash at me, suddenly paused in mid-air. The camp, which had been like a market, seemed to be under a spell, silent except for the howling wind.

The king's aura was gone, the king was dead...

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