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Chapter 120

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Søren's figure disappeared into thin air in front of the hunter's eyes.

It didn't even blink in the middle of the day, and Søren just disappeared like that!

The natives of this world rarely encountered advanced professions because they were as rare as spellcasters. Out of a hundred advanced professions, at least ninety percent of them were warriors, and only one percent of them were spellcasters or special advanced professions. Warriors were always the mainstream professions because any race or creature could advance into a warrior. Warriors were the only professions that could be chosen by any race.

The dark gnoll couldn't tell what ability Søren had used, but it was sure that he had entered Stealth.

It was no doubt that it was afraid of him!

If Søren fought back with all his might, his life would be in danger.

The gnoll wasn't sure if it could dodge the supernatural ability that came out of nowhere from the shadow behind it. So it hesitated for a moment, and only moved forward when the others nearby were close enough. It stopped at the place where Søren had disappeared for a moment, and sniffed the blood on the ground. Søren was heavily injured, and the gnoll could track him based on the smell of blood. Søren's tracks were faint, but there were drops of blood from time to time, which was the most obvious trace.

150 points of Stealth.

Søren had completely blended into the shadows, and no one could see him with the naked eye.

He had chosen a backlit position, and the moment he rushed out, he entered Stealth and disappeared from everyone's sight. Although Stealth couldn't be seen with the naked eye, there were still traces left behind. Søren didn't dare to stop for even a moment, and quickly moved in the shadows. The gnoll couldn't see him with the naked eye, and if they only relied on smell and blood to track him, they wouldn't be able to find him so quickly.

The regeneration effect of his 20 points of Constitution had begun to take effect, and the wounds on Søren's body gradually stopped bleeding.

The hunter's shouts came from behind, and under the gnoll's command, the other hunters immediately spread out. Søren didn't dare to move in a way that was too obvious, because it would completely expose his position. He moved along the hard ground at a decent speed, which would make the footprints he left behind very inconspicuous.

Sprinting away at high speed was impossible!

His physical strength was not as good as these hunters because he was still injured. If he exposed his position, the enemy would soon catch up with him. At that time, there would be no way out. Hunters with a Profession Level of 15 and above basically had one of their main attributes that was close to the realm of Extraordinary. As high-grade professions below the Legendary Realm, they were completely different from the enemies Søren had faced before.

While moving forward.

Søren was also trying to figure out the best escape route. Hiding in the forest was definitely out of the question. High-tier Jackalans were too good at tracking.

As long as the smell of blood was still there, it was only a matter of time before it found him!

If he wanted to escape, he would have to take some risks.

He had made a crazy decision. In fact, when he activated [Evade Sight], he had already made a crazy decision.

In front of Søren was a cliff that was hundreds of meters high.

This was a natural fault near the forest. There were lush trees below, and a small river could be vaguely seen in the distance. If he jumped from such a high place, he would definitely die. Even if he had 25 points of Constitution, he wouldn't be able to withstand it. The damage from falling from such a high place was too great, and the probability of a Legendary Profession surviving was not very high.

Of course, Søren wouldn't be so stupid as to jump down and pray that he would be fine.

Perhaps even the Goddess of Luck couldn't do anything about it!

He had never been a person who liked to gamble on his luck. Even if he wanted to gamble on his luck, he had to make sure that he had a certain degree of confidence.

Søren quickly found his target.

His expression was a little ferocious. Perhaps it was because it was too risky, and his calmness couldn't control his gradually accelerating heartbeat. Søren gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. Then he took out a hook from his multi-dimensional bag. It was the tool he used to climb over the wall of Whiterun. He took a deep look at the bottom of the cliff. About a hundred meters above the ground, there was a small fault. There were protruding rocks nearby, and there was also a tree that wasn't very thick rooted nearby. He silently calculated the position and tied the cloak on his back. It looked like the simplest parachute that could be opened after jumping down to reduce the speed of falling. He held the hook in his hand, the hook in his right hand, and the rope in his left hand that was about twenty to thirty meters long.

After Søren took a deep breath, he suddenly jumped down from the cliff that was hundreds of meters high!

The biting cold wind blew as he fell through the air.

The scenery in front of Søren's eyes was falling at a crazy speed. He pushed his extraordinary agility and balance to the limit. The cloak slightly reduced his speed, but he was still falling rapidly. He tried his best to keep his eyes open and locked onto his target. After falling about three hundred meters, Søren threw the hook in his hand.

Life and death were decided in this instant!

The next moment, the Hook Lock hit the tree trunk and wrapped around it three times. The hook was fixed between the branches of the tree trunk. The rope that Soran threw out straightened and tightened rapidly. Under the strong force of the fall, the rope was also pulled out of his palm quickly. His palm had become a bloody mess. The hook that was fixed to the tree was pulled taut. The moment the hook was hit by the force of the fall, Søren's hand that was holding onto the rope loosened a little.

If he didn't reduce his strength at all, the rope might break directly.

This process only took two seconds and lasted for twenty meters. Søren's hand that was holding onto the rope slowly moved down, allowing the rope to break free from his hand. At the same time, he used a perfect amount of force to counteract the force of the fall. The friction caused by the rapid fall made his palm bleed. His skin and flesh were stuck to the rope, and his bones could be vaguely seen!

Twenty meters was enough to counteract most of the force of the fall.

When the rope in his hand was rapidly reduced to less than two or three meters in length, Soran suddenly wrapped his arm around the rope, and then the remaining strength burst out at this moment! The rope instantly sank, and the tree branch above it shook a little. The recoil caused Søren's falling speed to suddenly stop, and he even flew up a little!

The tree branch was able to withstand the force of the fall.

The rope was also able to reduce the force of the fall due to the friction, and it didn't break immediately. Søren's body rebounded for three to five meters due to the deformation of the tree branch, and he fell down a little more. However, the force of the fall was already very weak.

He successfully counteracted the force of the fall and stabilized himself in midair.

He was about a hundred meters away from the ground, and if he jumped from this height, he would still die.

Søren panted a little to recover his strength. He allowed his injured arm to recover from the force of the fall, and drank a healing potion at the same time. Then, he began to shake the rope lightly, and the swaying gradually became stronger. Finally, he hit a rock on the cliff!

Clang!

A dagger with a cold gleam pierced into the rock.

Søren's swaying body immediately stabilized in front of the cliff. He looked at the steep cliff and stepped on a protruding rock. Then, he clenched his teeth and used his other bloody hand to pull out a second dagger, and stabbed it into a spot next to him.

"Phew!"

Søren let out a long breath, and then slowly took a deep breath.

He untied the rope on his body and stepped on a protruding rock that was less than three centimeters wide. Then, he used the force of the dagger to slowly climb down the cliff.

Clang! Clang! Sparks flew everywhere!

The dagger in Søren's hand was very close to breaking. However, he had already climbed tens of meters, and the protruding rocks were increasing. His speed was also increasing. There were some places where he could directly climb down, but when there was no place to borrow force, he would use the dagger to open a path. He relied on his explosive Strength and the support of his 20 points of Physique. He used the [Sword Form — Heavy Hack] to stab the dagger into the cliff to absorb the force of the fall.

He was getting closer and closer to the ground!

When he was about thirty meters away from the cliff, Søren directly slid down the cliff. The friction from the fall made his injuries worse, but when he was about ten meters away, he directly jumped down from a height of about three stories.

Bang!

Søren knelt down on one knee to reduce the force of the fall. His bones felt like they were about to fall apart, and his injuries were all over his body. He only had a quarter of his HP left!

The accumulated bruises were actually close to thirty points.

If it wasn't for his Physique, he would have already lost all his strength.

On the cliff.

The figures of the Hunters appeared at the edge of the cliff. The moment Søren jumped down the cliff, they had already discovered his tracks, and in the next moment, they would forever remember this crazy enemy! After Søren landed, he raised his head and looked at them. His face was a little ferocious. Suddenly, he laughed crazily, and in the end, it turned into a crazy laugh!

His body was covered with wounds. His palms were already showing some white bones, and his back was a mess of flesh and blood.

His injuries made him look like a demon, but he was definitely crazier than them!

"I knew I wouldn't die here!"

Søren looked at the cliff that was hundreds of meters high with a murderous gaze, and then ran away without looking back.

One day!

He would take back what he had lost today!

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