LWGP - Chapter 87
Chapter 87: Blood Wrath
The fucking Fishman Chieftain was charging across the ground, already rushing toward Wang Jiu from the darkness. From twenty meters away, it executed a Charge, and after the charge, its massive trident swept horizontally…
The archer team had their backs to it and a dozen of them were instantly swept away. But what was more terrifying was the massive shadow looming from above.
A hawk's cry tore through the air like ripping silk. By the time the crowd heard the sound, a massive eagle with a seven or eight-meter wingspan was already diving down from the sky, swooping toward the fucking Fishman Chieftain.
The dive brought a gust of wind that stirred up a tidal wave, sending everyone flying. In the chaos, Zhao Shanxiao found it difficult to seize an opportunity to shoot Wang Jiu. He could only seize the chance—to shoot this bird!
However, Wang Jiu probably wouldn't give him that chance, because the fucking Fishman Chieftain had vanished.
The diving level 8 Bronze BOSS, the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk, saw the crowd of people here, including a level 10 human, and immediately tried to soar back into the air. But it felt a slight itch on its talons.
"Fuck, she got on!"
"Master, Master, you've ascended to the heavens!"
Zhao Shanxiao was speechless and filled with a sense of unease. In the chaos of the night, he couldn't find Wang Jiu to shoot her. He decisively ordered his subordinates to fire everything they had at the ascending Three-Tailed Grey Hawk.
There were two choices—to attack or not to attack—but with two possible outcomes. 1. Don't kill it. It flies away, taking Wang Jiu with it. He gains nothing, and when she returns at level 10, fully prepared, he would definitely be no match for her.
2. Kill it. She might snatch the ownership rights and reach level 10, but falling from that height… even at level 10, she would surely die.
Under the volley of arrows from the crowd, especially the powerful damage from Zhao Shanxiao's Double Arrow, the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk took a hit. After taking off and gaining altitude, it circled above, seemingly holding a grudge against the people on the ground, but ultimately decided to fly away.
However… it didn't succeed. The crowd only saw it fly up, seemingly reaching a height of several hundred meters, but for some unknown reason, it let out a piercing shriek.
Fifteen seconds earlier.
Wang Jiu, who was hanging from its talons, had already grabbed its feathers and climbed onto its back.
Whoa, at this altitude, it was really hard to control her body. If not for her high Agility, she probably couldn't have withstood it. She couldn't waste any time, either. Grabbing its beautiful feathers, she climbed onto its back.
The wind was too strong, and it seemed to have noticed her presence. It began to twist and turn in the sky, trying to shake her off. But Wang Jiu was fast. After getting on its back, she gripped its feathers with one hand and took out a potion with the other.
That day, there were still six potions left in Jenkins's alchemy bag. She had tinkered with the contents and was left with some scraps. They weren't lethal; at best, they could burn a scarecrow.
But for this big bird, it was a bit of a problem.
The idea had come to her on the spur of the moment after she had unintentionally provoked it while controlling the Fishman Chieftain.
The people on the ground heard the miserable shriek of the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk. By the time it had flown to that height, they could only see a dark silhouette against the starry sky. But this silhouette didn't fly away. Instead, it quickly grew larger, seemingly because there were flames on its body!
"It's, it's on fire!"
"Fuck! It looks like its wings!"
"Braised chicken wings?"
"It's coming down!"
With one of its wings burned, the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk couldn't continue flying and plummeted directly down. It flapped its wings frantically, trying to extinguish the flames spreading from its wing, but it discovered a tragic fact—its feathers were too lush, oily, and glossy.
1. The feathers were lush, so this damn human had a firm grip and it couldn't shake her off.
2. The feathers were lush, so they burned as if its whole body had been soaked in oil.
With a voice full of grief and resentment, the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk thrashed its body wildly, hoping to both extinguish the flames and fling this despicable, shameless human off to her death.
But it was already falling, falling.
On its back, amidst the rapidly spreading flames on its feathers, Wang Jiu saw the ground roughly two hundred meters below.
She didn't jump off directly. Instead, she climbed down to its abdomen, then further down to its talons.
Fuck! The Three-Tailed Grey Hawk realized her intention—because there were no feathers on its talons.
You want to wait until I'm cooked through so you can get away unscathed!
This despicable, shameless, and vile human!
In its fury, the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk stopped thrashing and instead aimed its descent toward the resurrection point on the ground.
Die, die, you damn human!
Seeing the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk, which had just taken flight, now plummeting down engulfed in flames, everyone was stunned. Pan Zhen exclaimed, "It's falling toward us!"
"Quick, get out of the way!"
Zhao Shanxiao: "Prepare to fire!"
He himself raised his bow, Double Arrow at the ready, but he didn't rush to release it.
He wanted to land the final blow, or…
200 meters, 180 meters, 150 meters…
She jumped!
Wang Jiu leaped from the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk as it was about to crash into the ruins. At this height, she was an insignificant black speck compared to it. The people below couldn't track her body at all because their Agility wasn't high enough. But Zhao Shanxiao saw her.
High in the air, Wang Jiu, having jumped from the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk's body, was naturally falling as well. She saw the hawk falling even faster ahead of her, but she also heard a sound from below.
She turned her head and saw the Double Arrow shooting up from below.
But it wasn't aimed at her. She was in a high-speed fall, a small target. Zhao Shanxiao didn't have the skill to hit her from over a hundred meters up.
The Three-Tailed Grey Hawk, however, was a different story.
Its body was already massive.
As expected, Zhao Shanxiao and his hundred-plus men aimed at it. The former had the range, thanks to his Agility and the Silver bow's reach. The others could only wait until it was within twenty meters.
They were getting ready.
"From this high up, it's sure to die when it hits the ground, but we have to snatch the ownership rights!"
"Prepare to fire!"
"That Wang Jiu will definitely be smashed to death. Remember to camp the corpse! Get ready!"
While they prepared, Qiao Xuejing, Wang Shu, and Dao Dao weren't just standing around. When the hawk fell to within a few dozen meters, Qiao Xuejing, Wang Shu, and Dao Dao exchanged glances and made their move!
They struck suddenly, whether for Wang Jiu's sake or their own. With everyone's attention focused on the BOSS, this was the perfect opportunity.
On the other side.
"Shoot that bird, snatch the ownership!"
Zhao Shanxiao continued to hold his Double Arrow, aiming for the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk.
"Fire!"
At his command, the crowd unleashed a volley of arrows when the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk was just seven or eight meters from crashing into the ruins.
The dense swarm of arrows flew toward the flaming "turkey." However, no one expected that this "turkey," which had been motionless for a long time as it fell, would suddenly flap its wings. The wind billowed wildly, and the flames on its body swept out in a great sheet.
The wind deflected the arrows, and a wave of scorching heat washed over them. Then came a deafening crash, and a cloud of dust and rubble rolled out. It had still fallen and been smashed to death.
The orderly formation of archers was thrown into chaos. Zhao Shanxiao shouted an order to steady the men, but his eyes locked onto a single spot as he swiftly nocked another arrow!
It was dead, but the system hadn't announced the ownership. This meant that none of them had gotten it.
According to the system's explanation, the bird had died from the fall. The cause of its fall was Wang Jiu's actions, and the flames on its body were still considered continuous damage, so the ownership naturally belonged to her.
So where was she?
"Dammit, kill her quickly! She has a gemstone, she won't be smashed to death!!" Liao Luo shouted from the nearby resurrection point.
Zhao Shanxiao was startled and instantly drew his bow, but the others had already seen it.
"What is that?!"
"It's Wang Jiu!"
Just as everyone thought Wang Jiu was doomed to be splattered on the ground, a glow appeared around her body—the light of leveling up to level 10.
A new stage, a new beginning. Even her character attribute page had changed. But as she was rapidly falling from a dozen meters up, she suddenly used something. A milky-white halo, like the shining light of a lighthouse in the darkness. It was falling, but it also unfurled enchanting wings, buffering all impact, letting her slow, letting her soar, letting her land like a feather.
From a height that could kill a level 9 Bronze BOSS, she had effortlessly negated the force and was about to land, enveloped in a halo.
Zhao Shanxiao's face was grim. He aimed his Double Arrow, but he was a step too late.
She was here.
The Tang knife in her hand transformed into the Silver Fish Hunter Bow. She drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and the moment it was released, it erupted in a violent, rampant, blood-red light.
Could it be an archer-class skill? Similar to Double Arrow.
One arrow. It appeared, vanished, and then exploded on Zhao Shanxiao's chest.
Boom!!
The arrow was ferocious, the red light burst forth, and even the armor on Zhao Shanxiao's body was directly blasted apart.
Not far away, Liao Luo, who had just emerged from the resurrection point, only saw the red damage number pop up before Zhao Shanxiao's body exploded.
A goddess scattering flowers (not the old 'goddess scattering flowers').
He was dumbfounded and subconsciously asked the system what the hell that skill was.
The system replied.
A rare burst-damage skill, Blood Wrath. Specific details cannot be disclosed.
Without another word, Liao Luo turned and bolted back into the resurrection point.
This was too terrifying. This woman was a cheater!
At the same time, Wang Jiu landed like a feather. Amidst the dazzling firelight, the rolling dust from the ruins, the pervasive aroma of roasted "turkey," and a world where darkness and the starry sky merged, she stood there. She made no grand gestures or speeches befitting a hero turning the tables. She simply froze the usage timer on the Raindrop Gemstone and then tossed out the card for the fucking Fishman Chieftain.
Then she raised her bow and aimed at a certain spot.
Kill!
Ten minutes later.
More than two hundred people stood in the resurrection point, a vast, dark mass that seemed quite imposing.
But the expressions on the faces of Zhao Shanxiao, Liao Luo, He Rufei, Chu Xiangsui, and the others were extremely ugly. They could only cower inside the resurrection point, not daring to run out and escape, nor daring to go out and fight. They could only watch the scene before them in silence.
The ruins ahead seemed unchanged—they were just ruins, after all. But the area where the players of 443 Novice Village had gathered and lived was now filled with people hiding on both sides. The old, the young, women, and children—all were quiet as chickens. Even those with some strength, like Lin Wumian, had pale faces as they silently watched Qiao Xuejing and the others slaughtering people like mad.
Look, even the gentle-tempered Qiao Xuejing was stained with blood. To say nothing of Wang Jiu, who had just beheaded the last person and flicked the blood from her blade.
That Red Name… it was like dripping blood.
Her title had already surpassed 'Overflowing with Evil' for killing 100 people; she probably wasn't far from 300 kills.
Unfortunately, there were no more left.
Her gaze seemed to sweep over the surroundings.
This time, there was no need for Lin Wumian to shout for everyone to stay still. The others didn't dare to move at all. Hadn't they seen Zhao Shanxiao, who had died and returned to the resurrection point, willing to abandon the many treasures he had dropped upon death to decisively respawn and prepare to flee? But then Wang Jiu had thrown out the Puppet Card, and the first person she shot with her raised bow was him.
She had fucking killed him with a single arrow again, leaving him dead on the ground seven or eight meters outside the resurrection point, dropping even more items.
But no one had picked them up yet.
Because she had been killing nonstop, without a pause. She hadn't touched the loot scattered on the ground or the turkey carcass.
Only now, after finishing off the last person belonging to Zhao Shanxiao's group, did her gaze sweep over the others. As everyone watched in terror, she said to Wang Shu, "The corpses are still warm. Go loot them."
Master, your tastes are so heavy.
Wang Shu scampered over eagerly to loot the bodies. Meanwhile, Qiao Xuejing—who an hour ago was struggling with the psychological barrier of killing but was now also a major Red Name—began collecting some of her own loot from the ground while walking toward the resurrection point, her bow still in hand.
She knew Wang Jiu had no intention of letting these people go, so she was on watch.
Honestly, among the people here now, aside from the one surnamed Zhao, she could kill all the rest.
Including Liao Luo.
As Wang Jiu walked over, she collected all her loot. There was so much. When she reached the resurrection point and began picking up items nearby, she spoke to the group before her, separated by the halo of the resurrection circle.
"I just spent three gold coins to open up inventory slots. You've made me spend quite a bit."
Was that something a human would say?
Honestly, even a deep schemer like Zhao Shanxiao felt his heart clench.
How could she be so venomous?!
"Miss Wang is nothing like an angel in white," Zhao Shanxiao said, remaining relatively calm. After all, as a grassroots person who had fought his way up from a young age, he had experienced too much. He could handle this.
Picking up a few items he had dropped earlier, Wang Jiu, covered in sticky blood, tilted her head and glanced at him.
"I'm level 10 now, so I can add friends. I guess the person who gave you information is from the capital. I doubt the information they gave you included that sacred term. It was probably more along the lines of 'pervert' or 'promiscuous.' So, Mr. Zhao, you personally had such high expectations of me?"
Zhao Shanxiao's eyes flickered. "Today was my fault, undeniably. But we never had any major grudge between us. I admit defeat today. I hope that in the future…"
Before he could finish, Wang Jiu put away the other items, but one thing dangled from her slender, jade-like, blood-stained fingers.
"This is something you dropped. It's all dirty. Do you think you can still wear it after a wash?"
Under everyone's gaze, a pair of dust-covered red underwear was dazzlingly conspicuous.
Zhao Shanxiao: "…"
The atmosphere plunged into an unspeakable awkwardness.
Wang Jiu flicked her wrist and produced a table, casually tossing the red underwear onto it. She then took out a chair. Thud! She slammed the chair onto the ground, sat down, and took a sip of water.
She was very tired.
It had been a long day, and now it was late at night.
After drinking, a trace of blood from her lips was left on the bottle cap. In the past, she would have followed her refined habits and cleaned it, but not now.
Her face showed some fatigue.
But Zhao Shanxiao and the others didn't dare to speculate that she was exhausted and that they should charge out.
Charge my ass!
They were even weaker. After dying and returning to the resurrection point, there was a period of weakness. Respawning on the spot didn't have this penalty.
Now they were in big trouble. It seemed she had no intention of letting this go peacefully. The next step was negotiation.
Zhao Shanxiao was meticulous and didn't want to drag things out. He spoke up, "I have a very presumptuous question. Where did you get your rare class skill?"
He wanted to ease the tension through conversation before starting negotiations.
"If you know it's presumptuous, why ask?"
"Curiosity."
"I drew it."
"Then Miss Wang is truly lucky."
"…"
Do you think I'm going to tell you I got it from a high-class reward like the Lucky Wheel?
What he didn't know was that before she dealt with the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk, after she had witnessed the class skills, Wang Jiu had already planned everything out.
She had asked the system two things in advance.
1. After level 10, can Spirit Energy attacks only be performed through Class Skills?
2. Where do Class Skills generally come from? Is it only the Lucky Wheel?
The system gave two answers.
1. Not exclusively. Attacks below level 10 rely entirely on the human body. But after level 10, Spirit Energy transforms and integrates into the body, becoming an energy-based operational model. This results in a huge improvement, turning one into a being capable of controlling energy. However, Class Skills can maximize the power of this energy.
2. Do you think 10-star ratings are a dime a dozen? If everyone got them from the Lucky Wheel, it's uncertain if even one in a million level 10 players would have a Class Skill. Naturally, they can be obtained through BOSSes, treasure chests, treasure bags, and various other means. It's just a bit more difficult. As the dungeon levels increase, they will become easier to obtain. The Lucky Wheel remains one of the highest-tier rewards, not limited by level, but the higher the level, the harder it is to get.
With these two answers, Wang Jiu still made a decision that would make the system eat its words.
She wanted to do five consecutive draws on the Lucky Wheel!
Because she was in a hurry.
As for how rare it would be in the future, how hard to get, and how much she should cherish it, she didn't give it a second thought.
She had an absolute consumerist personality and had never known the meaning of cherishing something.
If it needed to be used, it would be used.
So, after the Three-Tailed Grey Hawk was smashed to death, the experience she gained sent Wang Jiu straight to level 10 with more than half a level to spare. The system also notified her that she had reached level 10 and possessed 420 points of Spirit Power from her Manor's Spirit Energy conversion, which could be used immediately.
However, using a basic active skill required 1 point of Spirit Power per use. For a Class Skill, it depended on the skill's own requirements.
Generally, the more powerful the skill, the more Spirit Energy it required.
As the five-draw animation started, Wang Jiu took the time to ask the system a crucial question: "Are you saying the 420 Spirit Energy I worked so hard to accumulate in my Manor will be consumed? If it's consumed every day and not replenished, won't it be useless? How many vegetables can I grow in a day? Or did you separate Spirit Energy and Spirit Power to distinguish that they aren't interchangeable?"
A useless Manor would affect crop growth speed.
A useless person couldn't use Class Skills due to a lack of Spirit Power.
Fortunately, the system replied: "Manor Spirit Energy is permanent. It is only consumed by the Manor itself, for things like exchanging for a Workshop. Another use is learning Class Skills, which deducts Spirit Energy. But what you use is Spirit Power, which is your personal attribute. Pay attention to the difference in terminology."
"But after a character's Spirit Power is depleted, it can recover slowly. However, in the Manor, the recovery speed is ten times faster."
Oh, so that's how it was. Otherwise, the Spirit Energy system would be too difficult to play, just a trap.
Wang Jiu understood. "The system developers are finally acting like human beings."
System: "…"
Just then, the results of the five draws came out. There were five items. Wang Jiu didn't look closely at the time, only knowing that there were two books among them, one thin and one thick.
It was a Class Skill book, Blood Wrath, a rare burst-damage type. It seemed very precious, its value no less than an intermediate skill book, and its attributes were indeed incredible.
Attribute: Draw upon one's own HP to transform it into the aura of Blood Wrath, increasing damage by 50%.
Usage: Requires 100 Spirit Energy to learn. Each use costs 30 Spirit Power.
Wang Jiu learned it without a second thought. The system had said that the Profession System in Wilderness Civilization had no skill slot limitations. You could learn as many as you wanted, as long as you had the Spirit Energy to spend. But how to use them, how to combine them, and what path to take—that was up to you.
In that case, could it still be called a profession? Wouldn't everyone be an omni-class?
At the time, the system had said that the final profession was something you built yourself. It wasn't a matter of choosing a class advancement at level 10; it was a process.
In any case, the gameplay was very open-ended.
Wang Jiu was too busy to study it further right now, as there were more important things to do.
"Any more questions?" she asked Zhao Shanxiao.
Although she seemed calm and amicable now, they all remembered that this woman was just as calm when she was killing them.
Like slaughtering chickens.
Are all doctors this twisted? If I'd known, I would have recruited some doctors too.
Zhao Shanxiao, of course, knew something was off. His breathing hitched for a moment, but realizing that his heartbeat and breathing could be a way for her to read him, he deliberately relaxed, smiled, and said, "I'll say it again: I admit defeat. I won't hold a grudge for the losses I've suffered today, and I'm willing to give up more benefits to resolve the current situation, in hopes of peaceful coexistence with Miss Wang in the future."
When the situation is stronger than you, you have to know when to back down.
That was true in business, and in life.
Zhao Shanxiao was very clear-headed and calm. Wang Jiu glanced at him. It was hard to say what that glance meant, but she said, "You're done talking. Now it's my turn."
"Earlier, you said you were making a move tonight mainly to get a few things from me, right? At the time, I thought we were truly fated."
"What a coincidence. I risked my life and limb to invite all you friends out for some late-night exercise because I also needed your help with something."
"It was just an idea at first. As a mere woman, I couldn't very well threaten so many of you. I didn't expect the system to take pity on me and send me this."
She took out an item. It looked like a book.
A skill book?
No. Everyone had eyes. They looked and saw its name on the cover, written in red letters on a white background.
Slave White Paper
One of the five items from the Lucky Wheel.
A special item.
Just from the name, Wang Jiu had taken an instant liking to it.
It had nothing to do with slavery. It was mainly the words "White Paper." At a glance, you could tell it was something used by cultured people.
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