Chapter: 530
Instead of having them rush directly back in, Jay had them run around to other areas in the room before re-joining the fight. This would serve to hide his location as he continued to summon.
[85 Exp]
By now, the second floating statue was a pile of expensive rubble on the floor, and the skeletons were dashing towards their next target: the sword-slinging statue.
*Boom!~ – Boom!~*
Blue ducked under a sword as it slipped right past its shoulder, landing in a weapon rack somewhere behind it.
Another sword struck Red, taking it out of the fight for a moment – thankfully there were no weapon racks behind it, so it was only pushed back and took some damage.
Red was already sprinting towards the statue, but it still went about 10 meters backwards (32 feet) from the raw force.
After scrambling to get its body off the sword, Red was already running back into the battle again.
*Swoosh!- Crack!*
Two floating swords swept across the air in front the statue in a scissor motion.
Lamp was decapitated but its skeletal body still charged forward.
Lamps headless body got a hit in, but that statue quickly realised it was still alive so it sent a sword flying at Lamps skull lying on the ground.
*Boom!~*
Needless to say it was a critical hit.
[Your skeleton has died]
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Sullivan gazed at Viladore across his desk, trying to figure out why he was so invested in Jay.
“Why do you want to go into dungeons with Jay? It’s unusual for you to leave the guild at all. Doesn’t your research take priority?”
“Uh, yes. I am interested in his… abilities. Perhaps it can shed some light on my research.” Viladore nodded with a light smile.
“His abilities.” Sullivan leant his hand on his chin.
“It will be too suspicious. We already registered him as a melee class.” Sullivan nodded.
“Well, we could just-”
“-No.” Sullivan’s voice was soft but filled with power, and Viladore could only clench his jaw.
“Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?” Sullivan glared across the desk.
Viladore only shook his head as he got up and left with a bitter frown.