My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills

Chapter 371 - 212: Misdirection and Shocking Upheaval (Part 2)

In fact, this was also the thought of the White Dragon brothers.

So, whether it’s Bing Zhuo or Han Zhuo, they both chose to chase the two extraordinaries rather than the three Bronze Level Adventurers of the Dusk Sword.

"Generally, yes, but in that situation, it’s hard to say. Although we may not necessarily get the Necromancy Crystal, there’s always a chance, right?" Henry said.

Raine pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Indeed!

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

What if the Necromancy Crystal is really in the hands of the three from the Dusk Sword?

Moreover, Salno was clearly being watched by both White Dragons just now. It’s quite possible he might have done the opposite and handed the real box containing the Necromancy Crystal to someone else.

"The other side has three people, so we’ll split into three groups as well. The Krit team and I will go after the one further away, Commodore Gregory and the Royal Guard will chase this one."

Henry spoke as he pointed on the projection.

"Mr. Raine, how about you three form a group?" Henry looked at Raine, Meredith, and Benest to ask.

"No problem on my side." Raine nodded.

"If we find the Necromancy Crystal, the team should communicate immediately and converge."

"Alright!"

"No problem!"

"By the way, Mr. Raine, if this mission succeeds, rest assured, the reward won’t be lacking."

....

A few minutes later.

On the edge of a cliff of a glacier.

The Secret Master Salno, who had been using spells to flee continuously, was panting as he looked down from the glacier, noting a drop of at least a hundred meters, while the White Dragon behind him was rapidly closing in.

Of course, it wasn’t the height difference of the cliff in front of him that was hindering his escape.

Both Floating Spell and Flying Spell could quickly overcome the current geographical predicament. Let’s not forget, he is a transcendent level Mage, even with only one-tenth of his Spiritual Power left, casting Floating Spell would be no problem.

The reason was that the terrain ahead happened to serve as a perfect means of escape.

Salno reached out and pointed to the void, using the Amplification Spell, and said, "White Dragon, stop pursuing! I’ll give you what you want."

"Human, you’ve finally realized you have no way out." Han Zhuo slowed down the flight speed, vibrating its massive white wings, and began to descend.

"However, it’s too late for you to surrender now. You’ve injured the great Han Zhuo’s brother. If you want a quick death, you’ll need to offer compensation! Jewelry, gold coins, all the valuables you have."

"I don’t have what you want." Salno shook his head. He lifted a small black suitcase, making a motion as if he was about to throw it off the cliff.

"Look! The suitcase is about to fall, and the contents might break."

Salno said with a smile, then used Any Door again, and his entire body disappeared instantly.

The black suitcase quietly fell off the cliff.

"Damn human!"

Watching the falling suitcase, Han Zhuo’s giant pale blue eyes flickered, his mind racing—

First, he could choose to immediately ascend again; the opponent’s Any Door had a maximum range of 500 meters, so there was a good chance to catch up;

Second, he could first retrieve the suitcase.

The next second, he flapped his wings and quickly dashed towards the falling suitcase from the cliff.

Han Zhuo decided to first retrieve what his mother, Avia Rinsagos, the ’Icefield Wing,’ had mentioned, and then see if he could help his brother Bing Zhuo get revenge.

A few seconds later.

Grabbing the suitcase lightly with his hook-shaped giant dragon claw, Han Zhuo’s face, covered in white dragon scales, instantly changed.

Because the moment his claw touched the surface of the black suitcase, it created ripple-like waves, which clearly indicated a mirage.

In other words, this was an item enchanted with Nestu Magic Radiance.

Anger made him unintentionally exert a little more force.

Sure enough, like a bubble bursting, the mirage disappeared under the dragon claw, leaving only a broken black bag spilling gold coins.

"Damn human, I should... Eh, gold coins!"

Han Zhuo, whose anger had surged, suddenly saw the shiny gold coins and immediately suppressed his anger, using his dragon claw to grasp these gold coins and place them within the gaps of his scales.

After doing all that, he flapped his wings and took flight again.

....

Meanwhile,

The Shield Warrior from the Dusk Sword team, who had his Shield borrowed by Olaf, was running for his life.

He used his ultimate escape technique, the second life-saving Magic Scroll ’Big Step Sprinting,’ as the first had been used earlier to deal with the White Dragon’s breath.

With the aid of Big Step Sprinting, even clad in Heavy Armor, he could swiftly weave through the cloud spruce forest.

Suddenly, he saw a tall young man holding a hammer and shield appear not far in front of him.

The other party was smilingly looking at him.

This made him stop his steps quickly and start to look around.

Obviously, in his opinion, the other party was definitely not alone.

But after a fruitless effort, the stout man looked back at the young man in front of him, perceived carefully, and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, you should have heard the roar of the White Dragon just now, right? If you are blocking me now, we both might die here later."

"Besides, your Classes Level is obviously lower than mine. You are definitely not my match, even if you have Wanderer companions lurking nearby, there’s no guarantee I couldn’t take one of you with me before I die."

"So, let’s make a deal. You give me the Shield in your hand, and I’ll give you the box." The stout man’s gaze lingered on Raine’s Obsidian Defender.

Hmm?

Hearing these words, Raine’s expression slightly froze. He didn’t expect this rough-looking Heavy Armor Warrior to say something like that.

It had to be said that as a Bronze Level team, the members of the Dusk Sword were indeed elite.

But why ask for his Shield?

And just as Raine was slightly surprised, suddenly!

The stout man dashed forward with an arrow step, clearly taking this as a perfect opportunity for an ambush.

He saw the opponent’s face become ferocious, holding a long sword, which struck down at Raine like lightning, while shouting, "Die!"

"Clang!!"

The Obsidian Defender securely blocked the opponent’s strike.

If observed closely, one could notice that Raine’s left arm holding the Obsidian Defender hardly bent, indicating a great disparity in Power between both sides.

Indeed, that was the case.

After contending with the Frost Giant Commander, Raine felt that comparing Power with non-Transcendent human warriors felt like an adult suppressing a child—it was not in the same league at all.

The stout man’s eyes widened in disbelief at how his full-force strike was so easily blocked by the young Adventurer.

"How can your strength be so great?"

But without waiting for an answer, the next second, his eyes bulged out, his whole body froze on the spot.

A slender, crimson sword tip pierced from his hind neck and came out from the throat.

Standing behind him was the tall sword dancer Meredith with a distinctive curved sword.

Facing the Shield Warrior of the Dusk Sword, Raine could easily kill him alone; with two people teaming up, even more so, taking just one move to dispatch the opponent.

"A little late, sorry."

"Not late, just in time."

Raine chuckled and reached for the small black leather box, but the next moment, his eyebrow slightly raised, seeing his hand pass through the box’s actual appearance.

"Nestu Magic Radiance?"

Sure enough, it was fake.

With a little force, the Magic Radiance disappeared, revealing a money bag.

When opened, it contained only some Gold Coins.

At this moment, Benest rushed over with big steps, glanced around, and looked at the Shield Warrior already lying in a pool of blood, smiling wryly: "Mr. Raine and Meredith, can’t believe you solved the battle so quickly."

Just moments ago, Raine cast the Flying Spell, arriving first.

While Meredith, being a Level 9 sword dancer, was exceedingly fast.

Comparatively, Benest, who used ’Big Step Sprinting’ was the slowest.

"Mr. Benest, you arrived just in time, could you inform Viscount Henry that we found nothing here?"

"Alright," Benest nodded, "In that case, it looks like the item should be with Salnor or Olaf."

"Yes, it should be."

Benest quickly activated the Communication Crystal Stone and reported the situation. At the same time, Raine clearly heard the sound of combat and exclamations from the other end of the Communication Crystal Stone: "Got it!!"

Henry’s excited voice was crystal clear to Raine.

This made Raine, Benest, and Meredith exchange glances.

Did Salnor indeed hand over the item to his subordinates?

It seemed Viscount Henry had quite good luck.

But immediately, a rapid and panicked voice suddenly rang out from the Communication Crystal Stone: "The White Dragon is approaching! The other White Dragon is coming!!!"

"Run quickly!"

Immediately, communication was cut off!

.....