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

He was confident in breaking in.

Time was against him, however.

Jake stressed that inwardly as he worked on the impossible obstacle.

Behind him, Prince and Sin exchanged glances. These two were a perfect duo for leveling up and fighting against monsters and other existences, but they surely wouldn't have reached this point without Jake's help.

The fact that it all depended on him made them less selfish.

Their current goal centered on breaking in and enabling their party to take a glance at Cerberus. What was after that could wait for the future them!

A few minutes later, Jake shattered the tough obstacle.

It crumbled like an old building.

"We can go inside," Jake said. He smiled from ear to ear, and his voice was thrilled, to say the least.

Going past him, Prince tapped Jake's shoulder and congratulated him in his unique way. He felt much fonder toward the man who had facilitated him! It could have been said that Prince liked anyone parting curtains for him as he stepped onto a new stage!

Jake did that more than once.

In the darkness of the hidden path, Prince's dark armor stood out. Expensive though it may have been, Prince's presence completed the image of him owning everything here.

It was like the lord had returned to his home.

The hidden path was tight but high enough for a tank like Prince to enter. This gave Jake's team the idea that another tank must wait at the other end.

It'd be pretty difficult if that were the case.

At the other end of this hidden path, a high-level assassin had turned his head behind.

He said, "We have uninvited guests."

"The alliance?" asked a man wearing lean red steel armor and wielding a sword.

The assassin shook his head, "Can't tell. They're low-level players, though. They might have found out about us by chance."

"Even if those guys are sent here to investigate about us, Cerberus is at his final stage. Nothing can stop our descent to the dungeon room to steal him! Alva, take care of those noobs," the swordsman said.

Alva—a high-level mage—nodded and slowly walked past everyone to meet the pests.

"If I miss all the fun, I will kill you guys," Alva said as he strolled toward the hidden path's other end. It took him only a minute to see the tank in expensive equipment whose presence was stealing the spotlight.

Mighty though he was, Prince's level and stats were naked to the experienced mage.

At such a high level, players developed various skills to see through their opponents. Those skills turned low-level players nearly naked, meaning Alva could see that Prince was indeed a low-level player who could only dream of going past him…

That said, his armor would fetch Alva a few precious gold coins.

"I didn't come here for naught," Alva sneered. His lips curved even wider upon noticing Sin Blackberry. 'Low-level players that haven't tasted the reality of this game world… hehe, I'll teach you that you can't enter any recesses in this world, just like you are not meant to enter dark alleys in our world!'

Alva raised his hand.

A magical orb slipped out of his long sleeve. It shone so much that it wouldn't have been weird for him to have cast a blinding crowd-control skill. That said, it was just an appearance gimmick.

"You're taking too much space, lanky bastard!" Alva shouted while using his magic skill. Several earth roots sprouted from the ceiling, walls, and ground.

They were long and thin, with sharp points similar to spears.

Their speed and penetration power showcased the difference in level between the mage and Jake's team. In the blink of an eye, Prince was skewered from head to toe, and he was even raised up as though crucified.

With his head tilted and limbs twisted in different directions, Prince was like a dead man on exhibition.

Jake clenched his hands.

He could see that Prince's health points were all gone.

He was… dead.

Sin, however, hadn't reacted.

She stood behind him and waited for something.

That was when Prince's eyes turned hollow. An emptiness overtook his hues, and abundant darkness filled his eye sockets. The darkness spun into an abyss smile.

Prince shivered.

"That's right. The stage's mine," Prince uttered in a chilly voice. His entire presence turned so cold that steam could have been seen around him.

The coldness crawled on the earth spears.

Prince then thrashed against the magical prison, breaking it. He freed himself and casually picked up his shield and broad sword, taking a defensive stance.

Alva widened his eyes, "An undead? So annoying."

In the form that he had only shown his sister before, Prince sneered at the mage's words. He rushed like a bear onto him, expecting more hurdles to appear on his way. Discover tales on mvle-mp _y,r.

In this limited space, the mage couldn't unleash too many skills. He also had decided to teach Sin 'a lesson', so he didn't want to bring forth the mass area attack.

Which meant he resolved to earth attacks that pelted in Prince's way. Heavy boulders were lifted up like feathers, only to be chucked at him.

Prince took them like a champ.

And that was when Sin had entered the fray.

She darted beneath the heavy boulder and past Prince like an ostrich, fast and confident. Once in the range, Sin unsheathed her white sword and threw it against the mage. She could see him well from this distance and everything around him!

That said, mages were known to be insecure.

Sin's sword met an invisible mana barrier that stopped her.

"Seriously, you're even hotter from this close," Alva smirked.

Ignoring his words, Sin pressed her sword stronger against the barrier, conjuring sparks. So many of them flew past her head that her face shone. In a few seconds, she drowned in them.

At the same time, Prince screamed, "Stealing Spotlight! The Undead Knight's Gauntlet!"

Two crowd-control skills went past Alva's mana barrier and hit him. One of them was a taunt skill, which differed from what players learned on the mainland. The skill could breach the high-level player's mana zone, after all!

That said, such a weak skill should never be able to taunt the high-level player.

Yet, it worked.

Which was because of The Dark Knight's Gauntlet. Prince put his pride on the line and activated one of his epic skills that forced anyone and anything, regardless of their status, to face him.

Prince shouted, "If I can return to life to stay on stage, of course, I can make it my own!"

That skill turned off all of Alva's active skills.

Of course, he could activate them again in this battle against the dark knight. Nonetheless, what Prince and Sin wanted were the precious seconds.

Hidden beneath the sparks, Sin spun and kicked the mage's dominant hand. Now, he couldn't use his strongest skills for additional seconds!

"Jake!" Prince and Sin screamed.

Understanding their goal, Jake passed the defenseless mage and rushed to the other end of the hidden path—he didn't even glance behind.

He knew these two went out of their way to expose their best skills to make a path for him! Prince had turned into an undead, and Sin didn't even think twice before meeting the high-level mage face-to-face.

It was difficult to know whether Jake would succeed at the end of this hidden path, but these two didn't want to disappoint him after what he had done to them.

He enabled them to enter the hidden path, so these two would enable him to go past the high-level mage!

"We're even now, my dark horse!"

"He's not yours, as I said before."

"Hah! Now that I've thrown the gauntlet, I won't die until I punch that poor bastard's face! He looks like someone who has never had a million in his bank account!"

Jake smiled. No, he was grinning so much because of them! It was so nice to see Prince being himself and taking pride in his wealth that he even started insulting others with it. Sin was also more active and rebuked his every word.

They were in such a good mood that Jake couldn't think of a failure!

Alas, that was when the assassin of The Ark appeared before him.

"I don't know how you could go past Alva, but that's where your endeavor ends," the assassin said. He disappeared into the darkness and reappeared behind Jake.

Of course, Jake had expected that.

Those assassins liked going behind people!

But even that knowledge wasn't enough.

The blade sliced through Jake's neck.

He fell like a broken marionette.