Thousands of viewers held their breaths as the sound of horse hooves tapped along the shoreline.
"Neigh!"
After a loud neigh, the horse halted its steps.
Thump—the ethereal skeleton unmounted the horse, its ghostly, black sockets staring out into the abandoned building as the wind howled through its broken windows.
The short-haired strear leaned with his back against the cracked wall, his heart thumping with fear and regret. Fear for the unknown; regret for ever coming here.
His friends held their breath as the footsteps neared their building. The footsteps sounded haunting, as if chains were striking against the ground.
A glowing, green shadow erged below the door and slowly made its way to the building. It reached the entrance and suddenly vanished into thin air.
'Huh?' The short-haired strear gulped. 'Where did the shadow go?'
Unknowingly, the strear cara was pointing at the ceiling, and the chat was going wild.
[Chatter105: Look up!]
[Chatter734: Strear is going to die!]
[Chatter045: Strear, look up, please!]
As if he saw those comnts, the short-haired strear lifted his gaze towards the ceiling. A floating skull, glowing green, stared at him with hollow, eyeless sockets.
"A-ah... ah..."
His friends snapped their heads towards him, wanting to shut his mouth in case the skeleton person was still outside. However, they then saw him look at the ceiling, which also caused them to look there.
To their horror, they saw a pair of glowing green lights staring back at them from the darkness.
Smash—the door shattered into a million pieces as a headless skeleton erged with a glowing green sword in hand.
The headless skeleton swung its sword towards the short-haired strear. With the skull floating in the ceiling, it could see everything that was happening in front of it.
The skull's hollow, eyeless sockets acted as its "eyes," therefore it saw everything like a bird would.
The short-haired strear raised his tal shield and defended against the sword strike. He then used his free hand to draw the sword before delivering a powerful counterattack.
Swung—the skeleton swung its sword down and deflected the short-haired strear's counterattack. The contact of two blades sent sparks flying across the dark house.
The clash of tal echoed through the room.
[Chatter499: Fuck the skeleton up!]
[Chatter499 muted for 12000 seconds for excessive profanity]
[Chatter501: Kill that eyeless monster!]
[Chatter921: You can do it!]
"Sword Rush!" The short-haired strear placed his sword above his tal shield and began stabbing repeatedly, as if he were determined that with enough attacking, the skeleton monster would die.
The skeleton monster swung its bony arms and slamd its glowing blade into the strear's sword, deflecting and parrying the relentless attacks.
The short-haired strear felt his arm go numb and had to stop his attack. He then backed off and joined his friends side. They all carried swords and shields.
Together, they ford a formidable defense against the enemy.
The skull fell from the ceiling and landed back on the skeleton fra. The intensity of the green light was instantly amplified.
The room was filled with an eerie glow that swallowed the darkness entirely.
"I already fought against him briefly. He only looks scary, but I am confident we can take it down!" The short-haired strear said to increase the morale of his friends.
It seed to work as his friends nodded and tightened their grips on their swords and shields.
"I'll take the lead. Follow !" The short-haired strear bellowed and charged forward while kicking the ground, increasing his speed. "Basic Slash!"
The blade sliced through the air with a powerful swing.
Cling—the skeleton parried the sword strike and threw a quick punch with its left bony fist.
Smash—the short-haired strear blocked the punch with his shield, but the shockwave rocked his body with trendous force.
"Argh..." He barely managed to keep standing.
Luckily, his friend rushed forward to provide backup. He swung his sword in a wide arc, hoping to catch the skeleton monster by surprise.
The skeleton used another arm to smash its glowing sword into the incoming sword, halting the attack in its tracks.
While both of the skeleton's arms were occupied, the female player lunged forward and scread.
"Arrow's Head!" The female player shouted her signature move and stabbed her sword deep into the skeleton's skull. It went straight through.
"Haha, you did it!" The short-haired strear celebrated with a loud laugh.
The chat exploded with cheers and showed appreciation to the female player by throwing heart symbols.
"Heh." The female player smiled, feeling a rush of adrenaline and satisfaction. She then pulled the sword out of the glowing skull and raised it triumphantly in the air.
The short-haired strear smiled and sighed with relief. He honestly didn't expect to beat such a scary monster.
"Wild Hunt..."
The wind picked up, carrying haunting words.
The players widened their eyes in shock, and then a glowing sword went through the female player's heart. She gasped in shock before disappearing.
"H-how!" The short-haired strear and his friends backed off in fear, not understanding how the skeleton monster survived!
The answer soon revealed itself, and it was sothing that brought despair and hopelessness to their and the viewers faces.
[The Ghost of the Wild Hunt]
[HP: 2,999,999/3,000,000]
"Oh man..." The short-haired strear dropped his weapons and resigned himself to death.
...
Waking up from his slumber, the short-haired strear took off his headset and slamd his fist against the pillow, rage flaring in his eyes.
"What the hell is that? 3 million health, are you guys kidding ?" He felt like ripping his hair off his scalp. "There are more monsters like that in Dark Waters? How can anyone ever reach the Dark Continent? This is stupid!"
He felt like making a complaint to Martial Online, but felt like it was for naught.
With anger, he plopped down on his gaming chair and started the PC. He went to check the stream numbers, and after seeing the highest view count, he didn't feel as angry anymore.
[Highest View Count: 324,567]
"It's a little bit embarrassing to die in front of so many people, but they must've seen it too. No one could have killed that monster." He thought, feeling a sense of relief and validation in knowing that others had witnessed the impossible feat as well.
After that, he checked the amount of money he received from that stream and felt very giddy.
Not everyone could beco a famous strear, as there are millions of new strears every day trying to jump on the bandwagon and beco super successful Martial Online strears and make millions of crowns.
However, it was super hard, and only one out of those millions might succeed.
Before this day, he was also a very small strear who only made a few crowns per stream, but today's stream made it to the front page of the ForeverStream. This one stream solidified his streaming career, and he was certain that he would earn thousands more fans.
Even if he didn't have another successful stream, he could now finally quit school and beco a full-ti strear. It was his dream, and it finally ca true.
"Whew." He leaned against the backrest and closed his eyes with a satisfied look. "Ghost of the Wild Hunt... No one could defeat such a monster.
"Ah right, our temporary spawns are still there!" He suddenly rembered and pulled out his phone. He had received many ssages from his friends asking whether they should log back in.
He said no imdiately.
'We should wait for that monster to leave. We must've been unlucky to encounter such a monster. Tomorrow morning, I should try checking out that place again.
'Maybe I should make an announcent for it? Yeah, it could attract more people to my stream!'
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