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

Odin barked at him, telling his master and best friend not to fight in this form at all.

Jake turned to the side and smiled at him. 'Look at those white teeth! They're sharp and tough!'

Odin looked down.

'What? I take care of them so much!' Jake shouted. He even bought a toothpaste in the game world, one of the player's products that took the world by storm.

He glanced at Elizabeth. She was like a lioness, reading the book while lying on her stomach. She fell asleep once, but her parrot awakened her and told her to keep reading.

It seemed she was serious about their plan.

Jake smiled.

'I should think of wolves!' Jake thought.

That was when Ender landed on his head and casually asked, "Assimilation?"

'Isn't that like cheating?' Jake asked.

Ender stared at him with pathethique expression.

Jake clicked his tongue, 'Okay, you got me there. I haven't thought about assimilation yet.'

Odin was the same.

But now that he recalled this powerful skill, he was raring to assimilate with Jake to give him a glimpse of the wolf world. It should make things less weird!

Jake chuckled, 'Let's do it, then!'

Assimilating with his companions was one of the most miraculous feelings. Jake felt like a different kind of a being, and even the world seemed much different to him.

With his senses turned feral because of Odin's skill—Feral Hunt—Jake no longer felt odd on his four legs. His perception bubble expanded so much across the turtle forest that Jake could make up the presence of the soldiers circling the clearing and their weapons.

Each soldier wielded a different weapon.

Their smell was the same.

In fact, everything about them was the same except for their weapon and perhaps magic inscription written in their system.

'We're doing it your way, Odin! I must grasp that sense of your wilderness!' Jake shouted. He walked on his four legs to the bushes and made his way toward the clearing.

Jake's target was a few meters away from him—a mage.

It should be the easiest target to fight for beginners like Jake and Elizabeth. Mages were known to be vulnerable to stealth attacks and close combat.

[The Turtle Forest's Soldier(Mage) Lv. 25 HP: 1200 MP: 5000]

Hiding in the bushes, Jake prepared for a run and a pounce. He could tell how he should do it because Odin's heart was beating along with his. Though his muscles may not have been transformed to match the unique wolves' body system, Jake could mimic and tense his muscles in a similar way.

He closed his left eye. That eye belonged to a human.

His right eye was red and feral—the eye of the predator.

At last, Jake left the bush.

He ran toward the mage soldier who hadn't noticed him yet.

Although Jake's movements were still awkward, he was fast. It took him three breaths to get into the mage soldier's range.

Odin suddenly grew thrilled, and his feral senses sank deeper into Jake.

He pounced and widened his jaw, aiming to chew on the soldier's neck.

That was when the invisible barrier stopped him.

'It must be a mage's mana barrier!' Jake thought.

He pushed his face against it.

A few cracks popped on it, like on a broken mirror.

Jake even tried to tear it apart with his teeth, but he couldn't find an angle to take the barrier into his mouth. Frustrated, he added his paw, slamming it on the invisible's surface.

It went without saying that Jake's feral form was not enough to break through the mage's defenses in a short time. It would have been different had Jake released his arrow, but that was not the point of his training.

Thinking this much was also not in Jake's favor.

The soldier mage teleported away.

Other soldiers flanked Jake.

A mighty swordsman and a tank were on Jake's side. Their presence weighed much more since they were ready to fight against him. Their weapons hung above him, casting thin and thick shadows on Jake's back.

Their weapons fell at him, shaking the turtle forest. The forest swayed, and the ground rumbled.

Jake, however, didn't suffer any damage as he had tumbled forward just in time.

He turned around and stared at the two soldiers craning their necks at him.

There was no time for respite, though.

Another presence threatened Jake's neck.

'An assassin! I know this feeling very well!' Jake thought. He hated assassins to the core. His perception bubble reflected his feelings, telling him about the incoming attack a few seconds before it hit him.

Jake neatly avoided the blow and hit the assassin's side with a palm strike.

The assassin was blown off the clearing.

Jake's joy lasted short, however.

He felt a clear cut on his neck as though someone had chopped his head. He hadn't suffered any damage, so it must have been his perception and Odin's Feral Hunt telling him about the next attack!

Jake rolled to the side.

A bomb exploded a second later where he had been.

A cloud of dust rose.

Once it ebbed, Jake could see a tall soldier wielding a colossal ax standing.

Their eyes met.

Jake felt goosebumps running down his back. He moved away to create more distance with the ax soldier but couldn't as the root caught his wrist.

'A mage counterattacked!' Jake thought. He used all his strength to yank himself free from the trap. The other soldiers didn't waste those precious seconds.

An archer soldier released his arrows, lodging them in Jake's arm.

[You have lost 120 HP!]

[You have lost 157 HP!]

[You have lost 143 HP!]

'What an irony that the archer is the one to hurt me first!' Jake thought.

A second later, a breeze passed through him. A thin line cut itself open on Jake's back, from which blood spurted.

He looked to the side, finding a soldier with a rapier perched across him.

Jake's blood dripped from the rapier's blade.

[You have lost 103 HP!]

[A severe bleeding has been inflicted on you.]

[You're losing fifteen health points every five seconds.]

'This will be difficult! It only takes one mistake to have them successfully joint attack me!' Jake thought as he stood up on his two legs.

He took out his bow and quiver.

'I'll flee in the chaos,' Jake thought. He cut off the assimilation and drove Odin to his arrow. He needed to break the clearing to safely escape from those soldiers.

He loaded his strongest arrow onto his bowstring and hit the ground.

Amidst the thunders and rumbling, Jake weaved between the rocks and clouds of dirt, safely escaping to his base where Elizabeth had been waiting for him.

She was angry at him.

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"Going on your own to have fun is mean!" Elizabeth shouted. "Hiding your wilderness is mean, too!"

Jake returned to his base, only to receive a scolding from the furious little girl.

Elizabeth stood on her two, her hands on her waist, and pouted.

Jake understood her reasonings.

He weakly smiled at her. "I wanted to see how I'd do against the soldiers with my feral side. To say the least, I have a lot to learn."

Elizabeth stared at him for a few seconds before running into Jake's stomach and forcing him to fall onto his rear.

She then asked, "How did you become so wild?!"

'Oh, it seems her curiosity won,' Jake thought.

He chuckled, "It's a special skill I received from a dangerous place."

Jake didn't want to tell her he got it from the dungeon. What if Elizabeth would run away to the dungeon and trouble her family more? Jake was considerable here.

Elizabeth chewed on her lips to hide her jealousy. "You must turn wild again!"

"Yes, I will. It works by assimilating with my companions. Odin's gone for an hour, but I can do it with the other three. I won't waste a second and do your quest," Jake replied.

Upon receiving a bright smile from Elizabeth, he asked, "How's your studying?"

"Ask Grandma! I don't know!" Elizabeth replied. "But I think I learned a lot!"

"We'll see it in works, then," Jake smiled.

After that, Jake healed himself through a potion. Because of his bloodline, he only needed one. He also didn't get drunk at all because it was just a single potion that he carefully drank.

With Elizabeth's sparkling eyes reflecting him, Jake laid himself on the ground. He asked Medusa to look over him.

"I shall crawl like a snake now!" Jake said.

"Wild!" Elizabeth shared her enthusiasm with him.

Medusa stared at him in silence.

She wasn't blunt with her feelings like Odin had been, but it was clear that Jake had a lot to earn if he really wanted to crawl like a snake.

Jake then assimilated with Medusa. He turned into a snake man with tattoo scales draping him from head to toe. A vast snake also coiled around him from top to bottom, but Elizabeth didn't see it because Jake wore clothes.

That said, her excitement went over the roof as she saw Jake in this form.

"You're crawling! You're crawling like a snake!" Elizabeth screamed.

Jake nodded at her, "It's because of Medusa's skill… I'm sliding on anything!"

"So cool! I want to be like a snake, too!" Elizabeth clenched her hands and ran behind Jake, imagining herself as a snake.

Jake felt terrible as he couldn't really share that skill with her.

After that, Jake practiced tree climbing like Wukong and even wielded a staff while assimilating with him. He also assimilated with Ender and found out that he could enter Ender's Darkness Nest!

The darkness and shadows were much friendlier to him.

'There's so much to learn,' Jake thought.

He spent a whole day assimilating over and over again.

When it was evening, Minerva shouted at them from the top. "Everyone, come up. We're returning to Asta Bow's residence for a bath and supper!"

Jake and Elizabeth used their skills to climb to the top.

Minerva smiled at them.

She sighed, "I said, everyone."

In the next second, the five assassins appeared before her. They got down on one knee and bowed before The Imperial Grand Mage.

'Oh, these must be Elizabeth's bodyguards… this one is a woman… I mean…' Jake slightly grew redder as one assassin had a thin waist and a thick bottom, which really stood out as her dark clothes stuck to her skin like a bodysuit.

He looked away.

It was not the first time Jake would get red today.

Later that day, Jake had supper with the two grandmas, Elizabeth and the assassins from The Warmonger Empire.

With their camouflages gone, the assassins turned out to be quite a joyful group. They were ecstatic to be compelled to reveal themselves and have a supper with everyone else.

Elizabeth also wanted to know which one had killed the beast she wanted to tame, but none of them betrayed their friend and had their lips zipped whenever Elizabeth wanted to pry into that matter.

Jake laughed at them until it was his time to be the center of attention.

Alice began a streak of events that turned him into a tomato.

"How's your beast training, Archer? By the end of the day, your movements as beasts were no longer awkward," she asked.

The assassins turned to look at him.

All of them smirked.

While receiving a beautiful smile from a mature woman was great, Jake realized that more than three people had been staring at him all day as he trained himself to be closer to beasts. All his weird movements and interactions were seen by others.

Jake grew embarrassed. "It's joever. I'm changing my starting point…"

"Eh? You're running away, Archer?!" Elizabeth asked.

Minerva cut in and replied, "He's not running anywhere. It's a moment of weakness…"

"What does joever mean?!" Elizabeth asked.

Minerva coughed, "It must be a player's slang…"

"Oh, it's something that Grandma doesn't know! Joever! Joever! Joever!"

Elizabeth's parrot repeated, "Joever! Joever! Joever!"

"Quiet!" Minerva shut them with a word.

The supper continued.