NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 491: Helm Of Balero
"Target on my back lone survival."
"My luck is still as shitty as I remember…"
Damon cursed as he ran — or rather teleported.
His luck was really horrible. These assassins didn't even know how to do their job. What type of assassins attacked at first light?
It was like they were trying to tell the whole world:
"Look, look at us, we're assassins."
Which was annoying since Damon was not running in the direction of the academy, and he had left the capital. He couldn't go back there.
Worst was the riders on Griffins flying over him and loosing arrows at him.
Damon was getting increasingly pissed with Sylvia's family. If he had a chance to say something… well, it would be something extremely rude.
The sun cast away shadows as he ran, and suddenly he found himself on a meadow off the Golden Roads.
Far from the crowd — except this was supposed to be a meadow, but it was without any grass or shadows.
Which means… Damon looked at the bright morning sun and the vast distances of a few kilometers without a shadow in sight…
His eyes twitched. This was going to be the longest few kilometers of his life.
Naturally, he didn't have time to think about it. He turned himself into a shadow.
Gliding off the ground… he tried teleporting through his shadow, but it was only a short distance without another shadow for support.
He took a deep breath and used his Accel skill.
Weaving in a zigzag fashion as arrows came from around him… explosions rocked the ground, and dust and shrapnel scraped his skin.
Accel boosted his travel speed, wind whipping his face.
[Skill: Accel]
[Description:]
My sister moved like the wind — free, untouchable. When she drew her sword, the battle was already over. Speed is everything in combat. Even here in the abyss, I remember her swift, regal… faster than death itself.
[Effect:]
Greatly amplifies movement speed by 10,000% when traversing vast distances. However, you experience 10,000% the exhaustion afterward.
[Type:]
Active
[Cooldown:]
12 seconds
The person the Unknown God thought about was his sister when he created this skill. She could supposedly move faster than death could react. Damon was certainly hoping to move as fast.
Still, Accel didn't even touch upon that power, but that was fine. Damon was still fast.
He turned into a black streak. Bolts of arrows followed as the silent assassins continued their pursuit.
Damon had to endure longer… from the looks of it, they were trying to tire him out then kill him.
He gritted his teeth. That was bad because the longer he used Accel, the faster he got tired. Still, he was desperate… he had to get out of the open field and find more cover.
The woods were their best terrain, but he was too open in this field.
"I'll have to risk it… let's see who does better in the woods…"
Better yet, if he could endure until nightfall when shadows were deeper.
Then he could turn the tides.
He could see the woods closing in. It was then his danger sense pricked…
His shadow perception saw what they were doing…
In the sky there was a giant magic circle… its light was white like the moon, and from it a flashing beam of death was firing…
As soon as he reached the forest, he veered off at the last second before he entered — just in time for the tree line and the earth to become a world of red and melted glass.
The earth was burned so red that it looked like glass — no, it had formed glass…
Damon flicked with his Parkour skill. In the last minute, he pulled out a bow from his shadow storage. This was the Helm of Balero — not to be confused by its name. The Helm of Balero was not a helm, it was a bow. As for why it had such a name…
[Helm of Balero]
[Type:] Weapon
[Description:]
Who could stop Balero on the battlefield? His sword was the slayer of giants, and his fist could crush mountains. All parts of his body were hidden by his armor, and no harm could come to him.
It was said his magic helm gave him power and it was all but unbreakable. Still, as despair spread, a young man created a bow that could pierce even Balero's unbreakable helm — killing this unstoppable warrior with but a single shot.
[Effect:]
This bow carries a Killing Shot — arrows increasing their power, precision, and penetration. Once an hour, you may create an Unstoppable Shot, but at the price of all your mana.
Damon wasn't using the Unstoppable Shot, but that was fine. Even a normal arrow shot from this bow was terribly fast and powerful. After all, this was the bow that shot down the legendary Balero… whoever he was.
In the brief instant before his feet touched the floor, his body hanging upside down in the air while he moved at speeds that were only superhuman…
Damon's Mastery Snipe was set. His skill Dead Eye Mark was ready, and under the time-slowing effect of Beholder's Eyes…
The world seemed slow for that instant. Dead Eye Mark showed him a red trail to his target.
And he aimed for the forehead.
He pulled the bow, nocking and releasing the arrow in a swift motion.
He turned into a shadow before he crashed and crushed his own body due to his speed.
The arrow let out a deadly screech… then a deafening boom as it tried to break the sound barrier.
It hissed as it cut through the air. Not even the resistance could slow it down…
The elf's eyes widened on his Griffin.
He moved his hand on instinct. He had trained his whole life and seen many years of battle. Seeing Damon's impossible maneuver…
His hand had a small shield, and he guarded his face even without seeing the arrow.
But that didn't matter.
The arrow could pierce Balero's legendary helm. His shield met nothing. He felt his arm get pierced and explode. In the last moment, his Griffin faltered, causing him to pivot on accident — and that one accident saved his head from being blown apart.
His right arm was gone… only a mass of flesh and bones pouring from the sky…
He gritted his teeth, looking at the group running after Damon on foot and the others on the Griffin.
Now he knew they were not hunters chasing down prey.
They were chasing down another hunter.