Chapter 1463 - 940: Plan_3

Chapter 1463: Chapter 940: Plan_3

At the same time, he repeatedly and patiently adjusted the angle and shape of the arrow feathers, pursuing absolute stability and flawless precision in short-distance explosive shooting, making the arrow’s flight path as unchangeable as destiny.

He mixed the remaining precious poisonous thorn vine liquid with another fierce extract from a plant that causes intense neural pain, the "Blood-Burning Thorn".

Carefully applying it to the spiral grooves of the modified arrowhead and its gleaming tip.

This time, the mixed poison is no longer for paralysis, but aims to instantly ignite hellish pain.

Once it enters the bloodstream, it will ignite extreme pain akin to magma burning and trigger a fierce neural shock storm, with effects that are swift and domineering.

The sole purpose is to induce unbearable pain and complete madness at the moment of impact on the target’s vital point, greatly disrupting its perception and judgment, tearing open a gap for the subsequent fatal continuous attack.

This arrow, infused with all his wisdom, skills, and killing intent, was named "Soul-Chaser".

Custom-made as the "Death Key" for those golden vertical pupils, it is his only means of injuring the Level Six Giant Beast with his Level Three form.

Having completed these preparations, Legolas finally chose a relatively open area outside the predator’s lair entrance as the battlefield for a life-and-death showdown.

Here, the cold cliff stood steeply behind him, with a few gnarled ancient giant trees towering ahead.

The ground was relatively level but littered with foot-catching stones, and most crucially—at its end loomed the bottomless Abyss Cliff.

He set up a series of interlinked death traps on the deadly path that predators were most likely to take when returning to the lair.

Several highly resilient steel wires, about a foot off the ground, wound cleverly and stealthily like snakes around the gnarled tree roots or solid rock bases on either side of the path.

Forming several deadly invisible trip wires.

The position was precisely calculated, aiming to ensnare the predator’s relatively slender ankle joints or calves, disrupting its balance.

In the shadows behind the trip wire, using thick vines and lever mechanisms, he suspended several extremely heavy giant wooden stakes, sharpened like spears.

The trigger device was closely connected to the first layer of trip wire.

If the predator were unlucky enough to be tripped, it would, out of fury, dash forward or struggle violently, instantly activating the deadly mechanism, causing those wooden stakes to fall with a thunderous whistling sound that would rip through the air.

The lethal move was insidiously hidden behind the momentum of the wooden stakes.

A large pointed rock, half-buried in the ground, requiring a complex lever to pry it loose.

He spent two entire days finding and arduously transporting it to the precarious spot.

Its deadly pivot connected to another more concealed trigger mechanism, precisely linked with the descending action of the second layer of wooden stakes.

When the stakes crash down, attracting most of the predator’s attention and instinctive defensive actions, this thousand-pound pointed rock, brimming with tension, would roll down like the wrathful hammer from the shadowy heights of the steep cliff.

Aiming straight for the beast’s elevated head!

Not aiming to crush it directly, but to deliver a blow as heavy as a mountain and cause a momentary fatal daze, tearing open that solitary defense window.

From the trap zone to the edge of the all-devouring cliff, Legolas cleared a seemingly "smooth" yet step-by-step deadly baiting path filled with obstacles.

Intentionally leaving faint scents and almost imperceptible traces, the path was littered with seemingly natural, easy-to-break dead branch barriers and small ditches requiring leaps to cross, luring the enraged predator step-by-step towards the final abyss.

The rock structures at the cliff edge that appear solid had long been subtly loosened by him, made fragile and weak.

The plan, like precise gears, finally starts to coldly turn.

When it turns.

His will begins to blur yet feels remarkably clear.

His body starts to change with the plan, yet obviously can be controlled autonomously.

He is sensing, feeling with his heart, as if he is merging completely into this hunt.