Novel Full Chapter 480: Hunting for Points and Skills
Chapter 480: Hunting for Points and Skills
Moon took off in a random direction, away from where Selene had gone.
She clearly wanted space to test herself on her own. He wasn’t the type to pressure people into staying on his team. While he enjoyed her presence, he also enjoyed his solo expeditions, and Selene was the same. They both understood each other on that front without needing to discuss it.
This was something he liked about their relationship, neither was overly clingy with the other, providing each other the personal space they both needed.
The real hunt had begun.
His goal wasn’t just points.
Points were a byproduct afterall. Moon’s true goal was the access this battleground provided to all sorts of classes and skills.
To Moon, this place was akin to a goldmine. Two thousand Evolvers from across the kingdom, each one carrying a class. Each one a potential skill copy waiting to be claimed.
The best way to find targets was to head where targets gathered. The allocated zones were natural choke points. Competitors raced to them, fought briefly, and dispersed. Even after a section’s ten-minute window closed, the area around it would still be populated with Evolvers who had arrived too late, were resting from the run, or were lingering to ambush latecomers.
Moon glanced at his watch and studied the second zone allocation for his group. He had already missed the ten-minute window.
So, there was no arrival points for him. But that didn’t matter. Where there had been points, there would still be people on the outskirts.
He set off at a steady pace, moving through the zone’s terrain without making a noise.
A few minutes into his run, movement caught his eye. A Second Star beast had emerged from a thicket, a quadrupedal creature with sharp curved horns and a coat of bristling black fur.
It saw Moon and lowered its head, preparing to charge. Then, it pounced on Moon, snarling.
Without breaking a stride, Moon cast out a simple, yet powerful wind blade. The wind arc crossed the short distance in the matter of a second, slicing through the leaping beast’s neck cleanly.
The head separated from the flying body, tumbling into a nearby bush.
Blood sprayed in a frenzy, painting the ground in red.
[You have killed the Level 43 2-Star Beast]
[You have gained 50 Lives]
Similarly, his watched flashed with its own notification.
[You have recieved 10 Points]
Moon glanced at his watch. His total points had reached 510 Points.
The third and fourth place were increasing their efforts, accumulating more points in an attempt to reclaim their previous spots and overtake the new leaderboard no.1.
He kept moving without slowing down.
Moon arrived at the section and immediately saw the evidence of a battle taking place in the region.
"This is recent..."
The trees in the area were cut down or splintered, deep gashes carved into the wood from sharp weapon strikes.
The ground was churned into mud, marked with footprints, drag marks, and the scorch patterns left by various elemental attacks.
"The fight involved multiple participants, second-star intensity." Moon muttered, his eyes scanning the destruction.
He swept the area carefully and found what he was looking for. A track leading away from the section.
A bunch of footprints, broken branches, and disturbed undergrowth marking a clear path heading south.
Moon didn’t care whether the trail was deliberate or accidental. Either way, it would lead him to people. And people meant skills and points.
Moon followed the tracks willingly.
A few minutes into the pursuit, the terrain began to change.
The bushes around began to thicken and the trees grew closer together, shortening the sightlines.
’This place is perfect for an ambush. It seems like these trails are not as innocent and accidental as they seem.’
Moon kept walking until he suddenly glanced behind him, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Finally lost him. That was a close call."
He walked toward a large tree and sat down with his back against the trunk. His chest rose and fell in deep, exhausted breaths.
He let his shoulders sag, his staff resting loosely across his lap.
Moon performed the perfect picture of a fighter who had been chased across the zone and was now taking a moment to recover.
His eyes appeared to grow heavy, struggling to remain open, until they finally closed.
A few dozen meters away, hidden behind a cluster of bushes, five Evolvers exchanged glances.
"This kid is easy points." One of them whispered, his voice barely above a breath, hidden. "Let’s take him out fast, before the people following his trail catch up and ruin it for us."
His teammates leaned forward and studied Moon’s face.
Something about him seemed vaguely familiar, but none of them could place it.
They dismissed the feeling.
"Alright. He’s catching his breath. This is the best chance we’ll get."
The five rose from their cover alongside their weapons, simultaneously.
They slowly made their way closer, until they were just ten meters away.
Then, without hesitation, the group began their attack.
Moon’s eyes snapped open.
The five Evolvers froze for a fraction of a second, the moment too short to react to.
"He was faking! Attack him, damn it!" One shouted, charging with his sword.
Moon’s hand was already moving. His staff snapped upward, and five condensed fireballs erupted from its tip quickly, one for each attacker.
The fireballs streaked across the air and exploded against their targets without fail.
Despite trying to dodge, the group of five failed miserably. Five bodies were thrown backward. Burns blossomed across their armor.
Moon hadn’t killed them.
He had measured each attack precisely. The strength matched their level of power closely enough to incapacitate without crossing into lethal damage that would remove him from the tournament.
The tournament rules were clear on such a thing. To take points from another competitor, you had to make them give it to you.
You couldn’t pry it from a corpse. But the rules left a massive gray area for how to actually compel that transfer.
Whether it was force, intimidation, threats, or pain.
As long as you didn’t kill or permanently destroy your opponent’s future, anything went.
Moon began walking towards the groaning attackers.
"Give me your points."