Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Of course, Jake was the pillar of this invisible zone, so Sin and Prince were compelled to follow him.

Jake also had to use his epic ring to fuel it with mana.

Besides that, there weren't any notable differences.

Since the team decided to call it a day on the second floor, they weren't in a mood to fight. They avoided anyone close and kept their breaths stifled around a few luckily players who stumbled too close to them.

It was exciting in its own way.

In a few instances, Jake ended arm-to-arm with Sin Blackberry. He couldn't lie and say that his heart didn't react in any way to this development.

It was nothing special but a pure interest in the opposite gender that Jake couldn't explain or fight against.

Jake kept his head clear and thought of different kinds of development.

'So Prince is an actor… if we become good buddies, I might be able to ask him for help to spread the archery's prowess. If I am gonna be a part of his movie, it should also open an eye to a few people, right?' Jake thought. Upon hearing about Prince's name and occupation for the first time, Jake didn't know how to react to this and was even overwhelmed by it.

Jake, however, could see a lot of benefits now!

'He's gathering attention in his unique way. I've been called the irregular a few times, too. I wonder why… it's like those guys don't want to admit that an archer killed them. It gets on my nerves. I won't be able to spread the prowess of archery if things continue this way… but the idea of telling everyone that they have been killed by an archer turns my stomach,' Jake thought.

Bringing the weakest class to the top was already tricky.

But that was the path Jake had decided to climb. It still pissed him that players around his level didn't want to acknowledge his class and that they came up with a nickname to avoid any shame.

They'd only accept defeat to the bow and arrows if he were Grin Grid.

How could they be so petty and complicate things for him?

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That was when Jake recalled the necklace's description.

It was impossible to change an item's description without making significant changes. The changes should be big enough to transform an item into something else, which made changing the description of items quite pointless.

No one would go out of their way to change the entire item only for the description.

Therefore, the part of the craftsman's soul would eternally linger in their items.

'If I could force a status onto my enemies after killing them, I'd be able to tell the world that the archer got them,' Jake's idea was quite simple.

Just like the player-killing system forced people's nicknames to be red and exposed to everyone, he wanted to craft arrows with the effect of forcing players' statuses to hang above them upon their respawn, with the status saying that The Archer killed them.

It'd ridicule them in some way, too, but Jake was bothered by the fact that archery was so looked down on that no one wanted to admit he killed them with an arrow and a bow.

'It's impossible now… I haven't learned much about Artisan and Fletcher, so I can't add special effects yet. Even Viktor only passed me masterfully crafted arrows whose exquisite designs bring out their highest prowess. They have no special effect, meaning I can't get to that level yet,' Jake inwardly sighed.

It was something for the future if things were to remain the same.

Of course, Jake hadn't delved that deep into it.

The Irregular nickname was indeed troublesome for his future, but those having even a little authority in and outside The Condemned Dungeon had already learned about Jake's nickname and class.

For example, Arnold IV had already contacted the guild leader of The Golden Lotus to talk about this irregular player and his willingness to cooperate with them.

At last, Jake stood before the staircase to the second floor.

It was a wide mouth of darkness that could take at least three wagons full of people side by side. Protecting this entrance to the new level would be difficult, as it was a groove belonging to the cavernous cave where giants could hold a bountiful party.

Various shining stalactites perched up like chandeliers. The ground was jagged to the brim. Various bulges were like mines, biding their time for troublesome fellows. Vast pillars connected the ceiling with the ground, and from those pillars stretched various paths leading to other corridors.

Jake had come out from one of them.

The plan changed slightly, and the team decided to log out before the second-floor entrance.

"Tell me your number, my dark horse," Prince patted Jake's shoulder. "I think our journey in this dungeon has only started. We'll face more on the second and third floors, so matching our schedules is best. My dear sister is currently jobless, so you don't have to worry about her time. She has too much of it."

Jake nodded, "Alright, and thanks."

After that, Jake bid farewell to the siblings.

"Good night," he smiled at them.

Prince sent him a thumbs-up, "Good night!"

Sin faintly smiled, "Good night."

Everyone had seemingly clicked the log-out button at the same time.

Ten seconds started counting.

Sin was the first one to log out.

A half-second later, Prince followed her.

When Jake was about to log out, the third party stopped him.

A short dagger flew past Jake's cheek, grazing him.

Jake had turned his head to the side just in time to avoid it!

A man's voice boomed in the cavernous zone.

He said, "I was aiming for that hottie, but I will take on the irregular."

Jake clicked his tongue, "The irregular nickname gets on my nerves… but it's nothing compared to what you've done now. I wanted to take a bath and go to sleep… yet you stopped me just as I was about to log out. An arrow up your throat is not enough to humor me."

"Haha! You won't be able to even scratch me with your puny arrows. My first character might not be enough to match Grin Grid's skills, but this second character is more than enough to get pest like you forever out of this dungeon," the man said.

Jake narrowed his eyes, 'He just told me he's on an alt char… he's hiding in the shadows, so thief… or maybe worse, an assassin?'

This kind of enemy was Jake's least favorite.

He gritted his teeth and entered his Joker Form.

'I might need to go all out on him,' Jake thought.

He had been fighting so many mobs that Jake's companions had no role. The numbers hadn't compelled Jake to summon Odin or Wukong, as his team could also use the environment to their advantage.

Hiding behind pillars or in grooves or even using monsters as a distraction, Jake's team has fought in many ways.

But at that moment, a player who could bring out Jake's strongest appeared.