The distance between them was getting closer and closer.
Night was the best cover for a Rogue. Søren couldn't see any traces under the moonlight. Even when he moved, he only left very faint footprints. Perfect Stealth required a combination of spells and spell-like abilities. In addition to Greater Invisibility, it also required a combination of Greater Lighten, Greater Haste, and so on. Søren didn't meet such conditions for the time being, but with his strength, he wouldn't be easily discovered by the enemy. It was already the time before dawn. The vigilant hunters were a little relaxed and narrowed the range of their vigilance.
Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters.
When Søren closed the distance to about eighty or ninety meters, he slowly stopped. Then his figure strangely disappeared. He didn't hide in the shadows, but activated Shadow Jump and directly crossed into the shadow plane. The scenery in front of him was still gray. Even at night, the moonlight was gray. The shadow plane seemed to be unchanging and dead. A short second, but it left a very deep impression.
The next moment!
The shadow of the high-grade Gnoll twisted. The dancing bonfire in front of it made its shadow look like an evil spirit with fangs and claws. Then it turned into a hazy figure. At the same time, a curved sword with a cold light pierced its back. The white scales on the blade reflected light. The moment it pierced the heart of the high-grade Gnoll, it also alarmed the other hunters.
A row of data appeared in front of Søren:
"Activated Darkvision!"
"Activated Shadow Jump!"
"Activated Shadow Strike!"
"Shadow Jump successful! Activated Shadow Jump cross-plane ability! " "Shadow Strike successful!" "You've received 9 Shadow Damage!" "Activated Backstab!" "You've dealt 154 Piercing Damage to the target!" "…"
…
Everything happened in an instant.
The hunters who were awakened by the sword rushed over. When the high-grade Gnoll opened its eyes, there was already a curved sword in its chest, directly piercing its heart. However, it didn't die immediately. On the contrary, a blood-red light appeared in its eyes. It roared crazily as all the muscles on its body swelled up. It swung its claws at Søren's throat. Søren's face was sliced open by the sharp claws, but it only left a shallow cut. Søren had already retreated the moment his claws landed on his enemy.
The scimitar was pulled out on the spot!
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the figure of the high-ranking Jackalan stiffened for a moment. Then, with a roar, it rushed over. It looked like it wanted to die together with him. Søren didn't stop at all. Even if he couldn't kill the enemy in one hit, he quickly disappeared into the shadows and activated [Evade Sight].
Søren entered Stealth.
The high-grade Gnoll seemed to have gone crazy. It attacked everything in front of it. A mixed-blood Orc who rushed too close was directly cut open by its claws!
There was a slight commotion around the campfire. The other hunters looked at the blood gushing out of the Gnoll's chest and couldn't do anything. No one even dared to get too close to it. It was obvious that the Gnoll had gone crazy. The nearby bushes and trees were cut down by its claws. The high-grade Gnoll's blood-red eyes searched for its enemy's target. Its chest was completely covered in blood.
Rewind time to one second ago.
When Søren's sword hit the Gnoll, there was no kill notification in front of his eyes. His heart skipped a beat. He immediately gave up on the idea of killing it and quickly retreated!
"High Fortitude? Or Legendary Fortitude? "
Søren felt a slight pain on the side of his face. He knew that the enemy's claws had scratched his face. After distancing himself for about ten meters, he immediately activated [Evade Sight] and disappeared into the shadows. As a veteran adventurer, Søren was sure that he had stabbed the Gnoll's heart. If the Gnoll's heart didn't trigger the Test of Lethal Damage, then there could only be one result!
The Gnoll had [High Fortitude] or even [Legendary Fortitude].
It was a purebred melee profession that was close to level 18. Its physical strength was close to supernatural.
The distance between them was about fifty meters.
All the hunters had woken up. They looked around with vigilance and uneasiness. The high-grade Gnoll was still standing on the ground. Its crazy and bloodthirsty eyes were trying to find Søren's trace. A lot of blood was gushing out of its chest. Some people tried to get close to it and heal it. However, without the divine spells of a high-grade priest, it was impossible to heal such a serious injury by relying on medicine alone. More and more blood gushed out. The high-grade Gnoll's feet were covered in blood. Its eyes were getting crazier and weaker.
Finally.
After being stabbed in the heart by Søren, it still held on for five or six minutes. Only then did the Gnoll's blood run dry. It fell to the ground with a roar full of unwillingness!
A notification appeared in front of him:
"Target killed!"
"Extracting soul energy! … "
"You've received 5200 Slaughter EXP! … "
…
Søren returned to the shadows.
He wandered around the hunters and looked at the high-grade Gnoll on the ground in front of him. He was surprised: "What a high Fortitude!"
In his memory, other than those Legendary Realm Warriors, there were only a few creatures that could counterattack after their hearts were pierced. Perhaps only a few creatures with abnormal vitality could do so. The high-grade Gnoll that was just listed as the first target didn't trigger the Test of Lethal Damage when its heart was stabbed. It probably didn't have many fatal points on its body. If he wanted to kill it in one blow, he could only use a beheading attack unless he pierced the brain!
High-grade melee professions could train to have extremely high Fortitude. Søren had seen a legendary melee profession with [Legendary Fortitude] and [Absolute Fortitude]. After his heart was taken out, he still fought for nearly ten minutes. He relied on his explosive power to kill a large number of enemies at the last moment of his life. If a high-grade priest could cast a level 9 [Greater Restoration] spell on him during this period of time, then his heart could be restored by divine spells.
The profession level of the high-grade Gnoll was close to 18, and its HP was estimated to be close to 300 points.
Søren's attack didn't trigger the Test of Lethal Damage, so it only caused about 150 points of damage to it. Although it didn't kill it on the spot, the bleeding damage and the damage to its internal organs caused its HP to continuously decrease. Even with the high vitality of a high-grade warrior, it couldn't last long under such serious bleeding and internal injuries. The God of the Hunt had already taken back the divine spells it gave. Without a priest with a profession level of 15 or above to cast Restoration, even if it was seriously injured, it could only last a little longer.
Its vitality was rapidly depleting, and eventually, its HP was completely exhausted.
Although Søren killed the most dangerous high-grade Gnoll among the hunters, he didn't feel much excitement in his heart because the strength of the enemies in front of him was beyond his estimation. He simply didn't have the ability to kill all of them. In this attack, these enemies had already been alerted. They shortened the distance between each other and expanded their vigilance range at the same time, basically cutting off his chance of a sneak attack. Shadow Jump had already been activated. Without this supernatural ability to cross planes, it would be very difficult for him to sneak over and backstab them.
If he killed an enemy, he would be surrounded by other hunters!
However.
Søren didn't just leave.
He was a very patient Rogue, and his killing intent towards the enemies in front of him was firm enough. He once again lurked around, silently waiting for a new opportunity.
As long as these hunters continued to hold the ritual, he could wait for a new opportunity.
For Søren, who had already surpassed grade 3, this kind of opportunity was enough for him to kill an enemy!
The light of dawn gradually emerged.
The hunters didn't dare to act rashly. To deal with a Rogue who was proficient in Stealth, acting rashly would only expose them to danger.
They were waiting for dawn, and only after dawn would they be able to find traces of the Rogue.
The mixed-blood Orc was angrily cursing, as if roaring that it would pull out the tendons and skin the enemy when it found them. But now it was still very dark. No matter how angry it was, this guy didn't dare to be more than fifteen steps away from the others. As long as it went beyond this distance, it was likely to be attacked by a high-grade Rogue because there were too many shadows nearby.
The light in the sky was getting brighter and brighter.
Søren increased the distance to more than two hundred meters. Because with the arrival of the day, his Stealth ability was also weakened, and this group of hunters was likely to disperse into small groups to find his trace.
A Rogue absolutely couldn't fight against more than three enemies with a similar profession level.
Suddenly.
Just as Søren was about to continue to increase the distance, the hunters in front of him let out an excited roar, and then saw them rushing to the foot of the mountain. There were a lot of vines growing there, but now they began to wither in large patches. The power contained in them had been exhausted, and these vines, which were born from the mysterious power, quickly died.
A loud eagle cry sounded.
The hunters' movements were a little slower. Søren also looked up at the sky, and he saw the figure of Druil.
There were cries of joy coming from the vines. After three days, finally Druil found them. The mixed-blood Orc roared, and then without hesitation, they rushed to the vines. They wanted to kill the target before Druil got close.
Swoosh!
A sharp arrow shot at the mixed-blood Orc at the front, and then a vigorous figure jumped directly from a height of hundreds of meters.
It was a very beautiful and tall female Elf. There was a crescent moon emblem on her exquisite armor. This emblem made everyone's face change. Søren also stopped. His expression was a little hesitant, and then he took a deep breath and suddenly rushed into the vines in Stealth.
A shadow flew out!
He knocked out the Elven nobleman in the vines with a swing of his hand, and then quickly searched around.
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