Spare Me, Great Lord!-Novel2

Chapter 134: The Wrong Target (Part 1)

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

The class D leader said calmly before the sniper left, “You only have one shot at this. If you miss or misfire, we could possibly be forced to move our base.”

20 minutes had passed.

“Sniper, take your position,” Someone said calmly. historical

Everyone looked down at that group of horsemen. Once they killed these troops, they could continue to advance their search.

As they had already beaten a few skeleton scouts previously, they managed to obtain some weapons, armors, and equipment. Two spears and two broadswords. The armor looked normal but it was extremely weird when worn. It actually weighed more than 100 pounds, no wonder it could ward off normal gunshots.

And as for the spears and broadswords, not only were they exceptionally sturdy and sharp, they could resonate with a person’s magical energy.

Some people were thinking that these weapons would be hard to obtain once they were handed over to the larger group considering that they would probably hand them over to the experts who were about to reach class C. Even so, these items were very valuable.

Thinking of which, the entire country only had two remains. How many of these valuable items could there be? There were definitely not enough for hundreds of thousands of practitioners over the country. The higher skilled practitioners would obviously get the priority.

But the normal men would not suffer as well. After all, the heavenly network had always claimed that the more work credit, the closer one would be to honing his next skill and obtaining magical stones.

In reality, many daoyuan students thought skills and arts would be taught without restraint. They thought it was a given that the heavenly network would impart everything to them.

Only later did they realize that after the mysterious senses chapter, apart from the tier A prodigies, everyone had to make some contributions!

What sort of contributions?

This was something practical the heavenly network wanted to let everyone understand: To train peacefully to gain more skills without contributions is something impossible.

For example, if a tier B student felt like he could carry on training diligently without magical stones, and that he could choose to not complete tasks given to him by superiors, he was wrong.

He would ultimately realize that there would be no techniques taught to him to allow him to continue learning.

So everyone within the heavenly network was actually quite motivated. These horsemen down below might be hard to deal with, but as long as a sniper could take out their leader, the ensuing battle would cause some injuries at the most.

Luckily there were snipers, or else there would definitely be sacrifices if everyone clashed head-on.

The sounds of horses galloping echoed up from above. The class D team leader took a deep breath and raised his hand nervously. The sniper understood the signal to proceed and aimed at his target through his scope.

He adjusted his scope towards the soldiers and started to control his breathing.

He only had one shot. The bullet had to be shot from his rifle and accurately pierce through the other party’s skull for his mission to be a success.

Bang!

The shot was fired. Everyone saw the team leader’s skull split into smithereens. Everyone wanted to cheer! It was a success!

But just as they were about to charge out to rout the remaining small teams of skeletons, the class D team leader rumbled in a low voice, “Something’s wrong!”

Everyone looked down to see the group of skeletons regrouping in an orderly and structured defensive formation even after the death of the leading skeleton!

Shouldn’t they be in a state of chaos?

What’s going on?!

Someone asked softly, “Was it a wrong shot? That’s not the leader?”

The class D leader nodded painfully, “It was a wrong shot…”

“But why was he different from the other skeletons?!”

“It could be that he lost his spear…”

Lost his spear… Everyone was flustered beyond comprehension. What sort of soldier was this, how could he just lose his spear?!

It was impossible to dash down now that the other party had been alerted. It was too much a task to take them head on and there would be a huge number of casualties!

Besides, they had to be wary of a counterattack by these skeletons. Previous battles had proven that these skeletons were relentless and would keep on attacking.

“Retreat. We have to change our base. Take the path on the mountain,” The class D leader was in a slight headache. Why did he not observe more?

Could it all be a plan of the skeletons to have one of their minions to behave differently from the rest? It was too scheming, the humans had underestimated their intelligence!

…

With his spear in his hand, Lu Shu treaded carefully across mountains. Since that previous encounter with the skeleton cavalry, he swore not to take flat and simple paths.

He thought back and realized that he could have lost his life if there were ten skeleton soldiers charging at him back then.

But he wasn’t extremely terrified, and he even considered attacking the skeletons!

Lu Shu was as such. Seeing that the spear was of good quality, he wanted more…

Lu Shu thought for a moment. He could not hide all his loot from other people once the remain closes. If only he could keep his things in that system of his, but he couldn’t.

So whatever items he got with him then would be seen by everyone.

And after observing for a long time, the patrol route of these skeletons blocked out the route to this canyon. As long as they were still here, Lu Shu will have to be wary of them. He would not be able to fight ten of them at once, and the detour was too far. In such a big place, it was very easy to get lost.

From his previous experiences, Lu Shu felt that he could steal one or two once in a while…

Naturally, Lu Shu had already matured into a man unlike the one at the temple fair who knew nothing of this changing world.

At that time, he was just thinking of what to do the next day, how he could afford his fees and how he could get more food for Lu Xiaoyu.

Although he wasn’t very rich now, everything was different.

To the current Lu Shu, he would run away from whatever he could not fight. After all, these skeletons could not catch up with him.

As long as he didn’t stay at places where the cavalry could charge at him, the other party could do nothing to him! This was the advantage that strength type metahumans held during battle!

Compared to the others in this place, Lu Shu was freer and left to his own devices.

This was a place where power was all that mattered as the weak would end up as corpses.

Lu Shu waited under the shade between rocks to observe the soldiers. He had been here for three hours, but he was extremely patient. He had always been patient.

He had to wait for the best chance.