Wave Two
90-Second Tir
Ninety seconds already? That’s not a good sign.
Adam was standing near the third row of huts, but he had no idea how much further the boundary expanded with the second wave.
He gripped his spear with his sli-gloved hand, preparing to launch himself forward at the first sign of goblins.
A shrill pig-like yell ca from several tres behind him, just as two blue figures leapt from the fifth and sixth huts along the right side.
At least three this ti! Adam realised.
He made a split-second decision and charged for the two in front of him, keeping his ears perked for the one approaching from the back.
I have to kill all three in fifteen seconds to get the rarity bonus for the wave.
That might be impossible, unless I can snipe the last one with my glove.
The goblins this ti were blue-skinned and taller, standing at about a tre-and-a-half. They had lanky builds and held primitive wooden spears. Their heads weren’t big like the green ones’ but instead elongated. Their ears were also narrower and flopped less. Along with their thin noses and toothy grins, they seed far more cunning than the club-wielding greens.
With a grunt of exertion, Adam flung his right arm forward in a jab. The shaft of the spear slid through his hand, aiming right for the neck of the closest goblin.
The blue bastard moved out of the way just in ti, Adam’s spear-tip missing its throat by a hair. Its sudden movent surprised Adam, but he took a step forward and swung the weapon sideways. The goblin, pressed up against the wall of a hut, had nowhere to go, and the spear sliced through its neck, severing the throat and left carotid artery.
As its blood sprayed across the soil and hut, Adam quickly sidestepped a stab from the other goblin. It was too close for him to strike back with the spear, so he quickly switched the weapon to his left hand and grabbed it by the throat using the sli glove, squeezing as hard as he could.
Its pained scream was smothered by his pincer grip.
Despite being taller than the green ones, it was still more than a head shorter than him and much weaker.
[Green Sli Glove is ready.]
A yell ca from behind him and he whirled around, just as the last goblin lunged forward with its own spear. With a few quick steps, he positioned the goblin he was holding in its path. The attacker paused, clearly worried about hitting its friend, and Adam exploited its hesitation. With a stab from below, he ramd his spear into its abdon.
The goblin collapsed with a squeal of pain, pulling his spear out of his hand. Adam discarded the dead goblin he was holding and aid his right palm down at the one kneeling before him.
Then he fired his acid point-blank.
It died within seconds as the sli ate through its head.
[Excellent! You cleared the Wave within 15 seconds.]
Adam looked down at the lting goblin. The glob wasn’t done devouring its skin and flesh.
I think I’m gonna be sick.
Wave Two Complete
Choose your Upgrade
He took a few steps away as Shitbox unfolded itself into a podium. Then he noticed that the goblins had left their primitive spears behind. The green ones had also dropped their simple clubs, but those were of no use to him.
“Can I use the weapons they drop?”
[No.]
He frowned.
That’s stupid.
Despite its answer, he stooped to pick up one of the spears. As soon as his fingers touched the wood, it beca like sawdust and the soft particulates slipped through his fingers.
Why would they not allow
to keep it?
That makes no sense.
He looked over to where the next set of upgrade options had appeared.
Whatever. I’ll just have to make do with this.
Upgrades Available
Spear Damage (Uncommon) — Increases spear damage by 10%
Throw Speed (Uncommon) — Increases throwing speed by 20%
Luck (Rare) — Increases luck by 3
A rare luck isn’t bad, but I’ll pick damage. After all, the next upgrade will be the sixth. Then I get to evolve my weapon.
But, before I select, I need to see how far the boundary goes now.
Adam continued down the rows of huts. Like before, he couldn’t go to the other side of them, so the accessible area was still just the corridor between the huts.
He stopped moving forward once he got to the eighth row at the end of the ‘street’. Past them were two raised wooden platforms sitting atop trees that’d had their tips chopped off. They were accessible by narrow ladders that’d obviously been designed by the smaller goblins. Beyond the platforms was an open stretch of forest, which led to the hill with the cave entrance.
I’m guessing the next wave will make this open area accessible and then the following one will lead
into the cave.
Although…
He recalled the goblin appearing at the far end of the huts.
That’s a dirty trick for sure. I might lose ti if I move too far forward too quickly and sothing spawns behind .
Adam made his way back, quickly scanning the interiors of the huts just in case.
[10 seconds remaining before Wave Three begins.]
He paused. Right as the announcent had hit him, he’d looked into the sixth hut on the left side. There was a hole in the floor and thick cobwebs were visible within.
Adam went into the hut to look closer.
The hole was deep enough that he couldn’t see the bottom, but the thick webs didn’t help either.
[5 seconds remaining.]
“Select spear damage,” he said, having no doubt that Shitbox could hear him.
Upgrade Selected
Spear Damage (Uncommon)
There’s gotta be sothing down this hole.
Adam suppressed a shudder at the thought. It was just wide enough for him to crawl down into, but it was quite possible that he’d get stuck. And whatever had spun the silk had to be at least half the size of Lucca.
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I’ll have to co back here after I’m done with the stage.
Wave Three
120-Second Tir
Adam exited the hut, his grip tight on the shaft of his spear.
“Glove cooldown?” he asked, as the tesseract floated over to him.
[20 seconds until it is ready.]
He frowned.
I shouldn’t use it to end a wave. Better to open with it as my first attack.
And this wave might be trouble since it’s 120 seconds.
It probably ans there will be five or more enemies. Or maybe a new tough one. Like sothing with armour or a shield.
Pig-like squeals ca from the end of the huts as four green goblins charged for him. Their clubs were raised in the air threateningly, but he doubted they could hurt him more than the slis.
Then he saw two yellow goblins in the distance, climbing up onto platforms on the trees. Appearance-wise, they seed no different than the green ones, but he was fairly sure they were this stage’s equivalent to the ranged green slis.
“Tell
when the glove is ready,” he told Shitbox, then ran to et the green goblins.
As soon as they got close, the four small creatures tried to surround him like wolves, showing they had so rudintary tactics at play. Adam backed up, not allowing them to box him in, and let the first one swing for him. He easily dodged the attack and stabbed his spear into its neck. As he tore it free, he swung his weapon widely, causing the other three to back up. On the distant platforms, the two yellow goblins stood ready, each with a small bow.
Shit!
He drove his spear-tip into another green goblin, piercing it through the mouth and wrenching it free as he ran towards the end of the huts. At the sa ti, the yellow archers took aim.
The sound of their strings firing was almost lodic.
Adam dashed to the side, but one of the arrows caught him in the shoulder, sticking to his bark armour, but failing to penetrate. It no doubt still counted towards the relic’s durability though.
He quickly pulled the arrow out and it beca sawdust in his hands.
A pained squeal from behind him indicated that one of the two pursuing goblins had caught the other arrow.
The one he’d pierced through the mouth was lagging behind the other two and bleeding profusely. Adam almost felt bad for leaving it in pain, but then he reminded himself that they were trying to kill him.
He broke from the huts and went under the platform to his left so that the archer above couldn’t hit him. Then he turned and lunged for the goblin that’d caught an arrow to the forearm. With two quick jabs, he pierced his spear-tip through its ribcage and destroyed its heart.
The second one balked at the sight, but then squealed indignantly and charged for him with a wild flurry of swings. Adam had no choice but to back away, dancing around the tree that held up the left platform.
On the right, the other archer had a clear line of sight, and launched a couple arrows at him, though he managed to avoid both.
[Your Green Sli Glove is now ready.]
The frenzied goblin was almost out of stamina, so Adam pushed towards it instead of running away, surprising it for just long enough to matter. A stab through its eye-socket killed it imdiately.
Adam whirled around and pointed his right palm towards the platform across the way, aiming for the tree holding it up.
Despite guesstimating the trajectory, he launched a sli glob across the way with just the right arc to hit the tree right below where the platform was attached. The acid hissed loudly as it ate through the wood and the whole platform quickly started to tilt. As it collapsed, the archer dropped to the ground and was quickly pinned by the platform falling on top of it.
The remaining green goblin had only just gotten to the end of the last row of huts, but it had to steady itself against a wall, while blood continued to pour out of its face.
Above him, Adam heard the other archer stomping about, no doubt waiting for the mont he would erge from cover. The platform itself wasn’t overly thick, and his weapon had a lot of extra damage, plus penetrative power.
I could probably stab through that, but my weapon will 100% get stuck.
Then he realised he had an easier thod.
He switched the spear to his left hand and started using his glove to dissolve the tree holding up the platform. After only a few seconds, he’d burnt halfway through and severely weakened it.
Adam ran out from under its cover, moving towards the pinned archer across the way. At the sa ti, the other one shifted its weight on the platform to take a shot at him, and the tree below it snapped. Its surprised squeal was cut short as it hit the ground with a crunch.
When Adam reached the pinned yellow goblin, it snarled up at him. He noticed how, up-close, it had two differences from the green goblins: its ears were smaller and its nose was thinner. He couldn’t tell how it was any different besides that, but it didn’t really matter.
He put it out of its misery with a quick stab before running down the last green goblin, which died without a fight, since it was weakened from the wound he’d inflicted earlier.
[Well done! You cleared the Wave within 40 seconds.]
A sha I was hit. That probably ans I won’t get the bonus points. Though I didn’t take any actual damage it seems.
All things considered, I think I did pretty well.
Wave Three Complete
Choose your Upgrade
I’ve gotta rember to go back to that hut with the spiderwebs when I’m done.
He watched in anticipation as Shitbox unfurled into a podium and the three options appeared.
Upgrades Available
Spear Speed (Rare) — Increases spear attack speed by 35%
Throw Aim (Uncommon) — Increases accuracy with throwing by 10%
Dodge (Uncommon) — Grants a 10% chance to dodge a direct attack
Rare speed, huh?
Upgrade Selected
Spear Speed (Rare)
Then sothing new happened. Even though he’d been anticipating it, it still took him by surprise when the spear in his hand started to glow brightly, as though turning into motes of sunlight.
The tesseract folded itself back into a cube and hovered in front of him. He hoped this little interlude paused the ti before the next wave triggered.
[Your Lancer Class has reached Level 6.]
[At Level 6, your Class can be evolved in one of two possible directions.]
“Is there another evolution at level 12?”
[Yes. Level 12 is the second milestone. Level 18 is the third and last.]
“What happens after I evolve for the third ti?”
Shitbox didn’t reply.
I guess I’ll have to wait until it happens to find out.
The eye on the black box looked down at the weapon in his hands. Then it started glowing with the sa light and the spear beca like tiny gold-glowing fireflies, which quickly vanished into the cube.
For a mont he thought his weapon was lost, but then Shitbox dropped to the ground and beca a pyramid shape rather than a podium. Two new Classes projected from its left and right sides.
On the left was a spear with a leaf-shaped tip and a bronze shield about sixty centitres in diater, with a circle bitten out of the top. Thanks to the unique shape, the missing top of the shield seed to serve the purpose of allowing blocking and attacking simultaneously. Although, it was perhaps a bit too small for blocking.
The option on the right was four spears bundled together, all of them narrower than the spear he’d had before and clearly designed for throwing.
Select an Evolution
Hoplite — Trade throwing capability for a small parry shield
Javelineer — Gain 3 additional spears purpose-made for throwing
Pretty sure Hoplites had bigger shields than that.
Unsaid in their descriptions was the fact that the spears themselves were vastly different. The Hoplite’s spear was clearly ant for stabbing, given its leaf-shaped tip that would cause large wounds. The Javelineer’s spears were thinner and shaped with more centre mass, giving them excellent balance, but making them less effective when stabbing due to their narrower tips.
I wonder if Ilya went with Javelineer because of his boorang relic.
“Shitbox, how does parrying work?”
[Enemy attacks can be parried by moving the shield into the strike mid-motion and pushing it aside or interrupting it. Parrying enemies is a great way to create an opening to strike.]
“Do my attacks following parries have increased damage?”
[No.]
Adam frowned.
If it doesn’t help
kill faster, then I’m better off not trying to parry. Overextending myself will just get
injured or worse.
Of course, there might be relics that increase follow-up damage or sothing.
The ability to disarm would also be useful.
Guess I’ll check for parry-based relics when I’m done here.
Adam reached out and touched the Hoplite evolution.
Evolution Selected
Lancer =>Hoplite
The bronze shield manifested itself on his left arm, already strapped to his forearm, and the leaf-tipped spear appeared in his gloved right hand. Despite the changed appearance of the tip, the rest of the spear was more or less the sa as before. The wood was still caral-brown, but it now had a lacquered sheen to it. The spear-tip, which had been so kind of dark tal previously, was now the sa bronze as the new shield.
Suddenly a pyramid gem, like what Lenard had showed him, appeared in the air before Adam. As soon as it touched his outreached hand, it was pulled into his body.
Mastery Shard Obtained
“Status,” he said.
Player Status
“Adam Fischer”
Hoplite
Level 8
Stats
Health — 100
Stamina — 150
Mana — 0
Damage — 100%
Defence — 125% ( 25%)
Speed — 165% ( 15%)
“Armant.”
Weapon Status
Spear & Parry Shield
Common Quality
Level 6
Stat Upgrades
Spear Damage
30%
Spear Speed
45%
Spear Growth
30%
He nodded, pleased with the progress. Despite not knowing what ca next, he felt more sure of himself.
Perhaps I am developing a combat sense like Ilya after all?
If all I had was my ability to go back in ti and retain the knowledge of the things I saw, then I doubt I would’ve made it through the first three waves of this stage as easily as this.
Once he’d gotten over his disgust at killing sapient creatures, he found that the goblins weren’t much of a threat. They were easy to kill and seed to mostly rely on their numbers to fight him.
Still, I wonder what kind of boss this stage will throw at .
Adam walked to the end of the boundary. The end of the village t the forest in front of the cave. There were only a few trees here and all of them were smaller than the apple tree from stage one. There weren’t any obvious places the goblins could pop out from, but also no hiding spots, aside from the canopies. Until now, the waves had always spawned the enemies from realistic locations, usually out of sight to give the illusion they had been lying in wait for him.
Yeah, I doubt they’ll make them appear up in the trees. Though I should keep an eye out for any more of those archers.
Wave Four
150-Second Tir
Adam spun the spear in his grip and flexed his left shoulder. The shield was heavy despite its size, but he already had a few ideas for how to utilise it in his fighting style.
A small smile played on his lips, and he realised he was looking forward to trying out his new ideas.
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