Chapter 680, There are Monsters!

Translator: Silavin

 

The Storm Dragon Breath was merely one of the outermost defensive measures of Shadow Isle.

 

To say it was weak would not be entirely accurate.

 

Even Fourth Profession Players piloting Epic Grade warships could not traverse through Storm Dragon Breath.

 

Yet to call it strong was not right either. It truly could not halt so many Level 100 Players.

 

Lu Fan had long anticipated the failure of the Storm Dragon Breath, so he was not anxious. After all, he held far too many cards in his hand, including several trump cards.

 

Once they arrived on Shadow Isle, even a hundred Fifth Profession Players would never return!

 

On the sea, the warship fleet finally succeeded in landing.

 

Twelve warships docked one after another at the shore, followed immediately by the men disembarking from the warships onto Shadow Isle.

 

Leading them was naturally Kage Tenshi and Kage Mako.

 

Beside the two, four others stood with varied appearances and different Professions.

 

However, the four shared one common trait. The aura emanating from them was extremely terrifying, far surpassing ordinary Fourth Profession Players, and even Level 100 Players.

 

Without question, these four were Kage Tenshi’s other four Disciples, simultaneously serving as the Patriarchs of the Four Major Clans.

 

Besides these four, behind them were some Level 100 Players organising all personnel to disembark. They were soon divided into four formations, according to their respective Family affiliations.

 

All Fourth Profession Change and above Players appeared relatively composed. However, the Lower Level ones had already turned pale as sheets.

 

After all, just moments ago, their warships had suddenly been caught in the Storm Dragon Breath. The thunder and massive waves had truly terrified them.

 

Soon, all personnel from the twelve warships assembled completely. Four Level 100 Players counted the numbers and reported the situation to the Four Patriarchs.

 

Upon hearing the report, the Four Patriarchs’ expressions clearly darkened, yet they still truthfully reported the situation to Kage Tenshi.

 

“Master, amongst our Forces, thirty-four people perished just now. Some were blown into the sea, leaving no remains. Others were struck by lightning and instantly killed. But so far, those who died were all ordinary Third Profession Players. Our core strength suffered no losses.”

 

After completing the report, the Four Patriarchs simultaneously lowered their heads.

 

Although fewer than ten Third Profession Players had died, essentially a negligible loss for them, having casualties immediately upon landing was still quite disgraceful.

 

Indeed, Kage Tenshi’s expression had darkened somewhat.

 

However, he quickly recovered, nodding as he said. “That brat hiding here isn’t without reason, it seems. Appears that beyond wanting to evade our pursuit, he indeed possesses certain power over this Territory.”

 

At this point, the crimson eyes within his hood blazed again.

 

“All the better! I’m quite interested in such a Territory. The more power he can show, the happier I become. Because all of this will eventually become mine. I couldn’t be more delighted if he continues to surprise me!”

 

“Organise the troops, prepare to advance! I’ve already locked onto his position. We can go directly to find that Dragon Tamer!”

 

Once Kage Tenshi gave the command, who dared disobey?

 

Thus, the Four Patriarchs ordered an immediate advance, entering the depths of Shadow Isle.

 

Several thousand people marched grandly into Shadow Isle, their figures gradually vanishing into the Shadow Mist.

 

Regarding the Shadow Mist shrouding the island, initially no one considered it significant.

 

After all, fog or mist was perfectly normal, and even if the mist contained poisonous gas, it mattered little. After all, amongst the Players who had come on this expedition, everyone had been divided into numerous fixed teams according to effective Profession combinations.

 

These teams certainly did not lack Players with Support Specialised Professions.

 

Simultaneously, everyone’s Inventory contained Antidote Potions.

 

Therefore, when someone noticed their Attribute dropping increasingly as they advanced, everyone assumed it was merely some weak Territory defensive measures. A few applications of Purify would resolve it.

 

However, after walking for approximately an hour, everyone gradually discovered something was amiss.

 

The rate at which everyone’s Attribute dropped was accelerating. A single team’s Support Specialised Profession Players were no longer sufficient to maintain their peak condition.

 

For Fourth Profession and above Players, the Shadow Mist’s Effects remained manageable.

 

After all, their Levels were high, their Attributes were high, and their Debuff Resistance was equally high.

 

Yet all Players below the Fourth Profession saw their strength plummet to roughly fifty percent, and it was continuing to decline.

 

This situation forced everyone to take notice.

 

Consequently, some team leaders hurriedly reported the situation, explaining that the black mist was truly peculiar, and the Low Level Players likely could not continue advancing.

 

However, this was not the end.

 

Just as someone was prepared to report the situation, screams rang out consecutively!

 

Several Players walking at the periphery suddenly found themselves decapitated, blood spurting wildly as they were instantly killed.

 

Yet no one could detect who had acted.

 

Because there were too many people, more than a thousand of them, their advance was inevitably somewhat cumbersome.

 

Although the group included many experts, the formation’s edges still had some Players who became isolated. They were beyond the protective range of the Fourth Profession Players.

 

Combined with the Shadow Mist obscuring their Detection Skill, Shadow Isle’s Monster easily Concealed themselves within the Shadow Mist. When they struck, they claimed at least dozens of lives!

 

“There are Monsters!” A Fourth Profession Player belatedly realised.

 

Immediately, his gaze swept toward a recently deceased comrade nearby. His form instantly became a shadow as he charged toward his comrade’s corpse.

 

He was not attempting rescue. At this point, rescue was far too late.

 

His purpose was to eliminate the Monster and see what manner of existence these island Monsters were, to possess such terrifying Concealment Skills that even he, at such close range, could not detect them.

 

However, upon approaching, he discovered he still could not sense the opponent’s presence.

 

Instantly, this Fourth Profession Player was bewildered. [Did the Monster leave after killing?]

 

Just as he entertained this thought, the air began to distort. Subsequently, a rust-stained longsword, concealed in darkness, descended directly onto his chest.

 

“Ahhhh…” [Damn it, the Monster had not left! It was right here! Just what Level is it!? How could I fail to sense its presence at such close range!?]