Chapter 105: Killing with a Borrowed Knife

"Yes, exactly!"

Ye Da bobbed his head like a chick pecking for grain, then said, "So? Scared now, are you?"

"Boom!"

A vine whip suddenly appeared in Long Er's hand, lashing straight toward Ye Da as he shouted, "Scared of you?"

"Boom!"

The whip struck the ground, blasting up a cloud of snow.

But Ye Da calmly raised his stone skin and casually caught the vine whip that came whipping at him. He laughed. "Hilarious."

"I'm already a third-tier black iron warrior."

"And you..."

"At most, you're still second-tier, right?"

Snap.

With a hard yank, Ye Da tore the whip straight out of Long Er's hand, dragging him down into a face-first tumble.

After his arm had petrified, Ye Da's strength had become monstrously great.

It was not something a mere second-tier black iron warrior like Long Er could hope to resist.

Boom.

Long Er crashed into the snow, furious nearly to the point of madness.

The players behind him had never expected Ye Da to be so ferocious, not only daring to come alone, but even striking first and injuring someone.

"Kill him! Kill him all!"

Long Er roared, "Whoever takes this bastard's head gets his materials and his house, and I'll add five million out of my own pocket!"

"How generous."

Ye Da sneered, "Then come chase me. If you catch me, I'll let you all have your fun."

Having finished drawing the hatred onto himself, Ye Da immediately turned and ran back toward the cannibal tribe.

This was called delivering himself to their doorstep.

And at the same time...

using the cannibals' knife to kill this whole crowd.

"After him!"

"Kill!"

Buoyed by Long Er's enormous reward, his men surged forward like bloodied hounds, all chasing after Ye Da.

As for the cannibal tribe, when they saw the outsider who had originally fled suddenly return with a large pack of other outsiders in tow, they were all stunned on the spot.

The chief even shouted at once, "Enemy attack! Be on guard!"

"Yes!"

The cannibals answered in unison, brandishing their weapons.

Meanwhile, the spellcasters began chanting, and in moments the shaman had a new spear of gold in hand, while another had a fireball burning in his palm.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

At that moment...

Ye Da, trapped between two groups of enemies, was not frightened in the least. He simply gulped down a beginner invisibility potion.

Though the potion's invisibility lasted only ten seconds,

that was more than enough for him to slip out of the battlefield, extricate himself from this fight, and let the two gangs of enemies trying to kill him tear each other apart!

It was simply brilliant. Utterly brilliant.

Yes.

This plan had already been formed the instant Ye Da spotted the cannibal tribe.

And now it seemed to be working splendidly.

But to make both sides unable to tell friend from foe, Ye Da still needed one final sly move.

"Kill!"

The moment Ye Da ran into the cannibals' attack range, he shouted first...

Then he leaped high into the air and brought his stone fist crashing down hard against the ground.

Boom!

Snow mist burst everywhere.

Naturally, Ye Da's provocative act instantly alarmed the cannibal warriors.

The next second, a storm of magic and weapons from the cannibals came slamming madly toward the human players.

Amid the swirling snow haze,

the players could no longer tell who was enemy and who was ally.

They could only fight back on instinct.

"Kill them!"

"Archers, shoot!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The players howled wildly.

"Jibber-jabber!"

"Gak-gak-gra-gra!"

The cannibal warriors likewise shouted in their incomprehensible native tongue, charging into the snow mist and slaughtering the human players in a frenzy.

Neither side realized that the moment the snow mist rose, Ye Da had already left the battlefield.

At first...

he had thought this invisibility potion, which lasted only ten seconds and could conceal neither sound nor footprints, was utterly useless.

But who could have imagined that in such a chaotic battlefield, it would prove so effective?

The instant he withdrew, with both sides' attention fixed entirely on each other...

No one noticed the footprints appearing outside the battlefield, nor the crunching squeak of boots pressing into the snow.

Even after ten seconds passed...

when a person suddenly appeared in the snow, still no one paid attention.

And now...

this was naturally Ye Da's chance.

Though he could have turned and fled at once, after witnessing the shaman's formidable strength, he changed his mind.

He had to seize this golden opportunity and kill that fourth-tier shaman.

Otherwise...

once this battle was over, that shaman would likely become his greatest enemy.

So while the shaman was fully occupied butchering the players, Ye Da had to ambush him and finish him off.

Ye Da quietly hid behind a boulder...

and conjured a spiritual energy bow.

To be safe, he did not use a stone arrow. Instead, he formed a spiritual energy arrow, which consumed a great deal of mental power.

Full draw. Aim.

Whoosh!

The instant Ye Da loosed the spiritual energy arrow, the shaman abruptly sensed something.

He violently flung a player's corpse aside, then twisted his head toward Ye Da's direction.

The moment he saw a streak of white light speeding toward him...

the old shaman's eyes widened, filled with fear.

"Golden Shield!"

In the next instant,

a golden radiance burst forth in the shaman's hand.

Then, in the blink of an eye, that light became a solid shield, a true shield shimmering with gold.

Swoosh!

Yet the spiritual energy arrow still shot straight through the shield, shattering the Golden Shield into countless fragments.

And in the next instant, the fragments turned back into light, fading rapidly and vanishing.

"How... could this be?!"

The shaman was stunned, every wrinkled fold of his old face stretched flat by his shocked expression.

But it was already too late.

Ye Da had switched to spiritual energy arrows precisely to prevent this from happening.

Now that the shaman had failed to block the spiritual energy arrow even with his ultimate defense, how could his long-decayed body possibly withstand its attack?

Puh!

The spiritual energy arrow pierced straight through the shaman's body, and the tremendous force even sent him flying.

The shaman was hurled far away before crashing to the ground...

and coughing up blood.

"Shaman!"

The cannibal chief was horrified.

The shaman was the tribe's greatest support, yet now he had been ambushed and gravely wounded...

The chief no longer cared about his opponent and hurried forward to save him.

But Ye Da would naturally not give him that chance.

The shaman had to die.

Whoosh!

Ye Da once again conjured a spiritual energy arrow and shot it toward the cannibal chief.

Having seen what had happened to the shaman, the chief naturally realized that someone was launching a sneak attack.

So the instant he sensed danger...

he flashed aside at once, dodging Ye Da's arrow.

But the one who was not so lucky was the shaman, already grievously wounded and hanging on by a thread.

The spiritual energy arrow swept past the chief and went straight for the shaman's head.

Bang!

The shaman's head exploded at once, like a watermelon struck by a bullet.

A spray of red and white splattered all over the chief's face and head.