Quickly, he cut the wood up and threw it into his inventory. Imdiately after, he bounced to the next tree. It was quite a distance away. Dasha didn’t care, his four fingers charging for a clean slice.
THUMP!
The second supersized tree fell. Upon crashing, the mist shifted ever so slightly. He squinted. He replayed his mories. The mist shifted. Ever so subtly, ever so little, but it shifted.
’Why? Why would that be the case? Bombs don’t work. The Will-o-wisps very lightly pushed the mist too. So why the redhiod trees as well? Unless...ah. The redwood trees power the mist. They possess imnse durability and are dispersed far enough so that no player could possibly destroy them all.’
No wonder no one was able to complete this ludicrous gate. Those redwood trees were gargantuan. No player could destroy them in one fell swoop. Even if they did possess the destructive capacity, navigating through the mist was impossible. Players would end up going in circles and track back before they knew where they were going.
Dasha was an anomaly. The Seven-league Boots granted him imnse travel speed and he wore the gauntlets of Thor himself. Then there was the most vital elent: his internal GPS. He knew exactly where he was going. He wasn’t dashing around like a madman for no reason, he was analyzing and imprinting the map of the region in his head. Everything was slowly coming together. All the trees he encountered, all the people he saw, he rembered it all.
Just in case, he slamd a fist into the ground surrounding the stump of the massive tree. No roots. ’In other words, the trees are more like beacons.’
"Ah, at last you’ve arrived."
A green Will-o’-wisp drifted forward, parting the mist. Dasha waited patiently for it to settle and charge its attack. Green flas struck him. Dasha didn’t move. There was no need because this little ghost of light could do nothing. The difference in stats was too much. Dasha’s defence was over six hundred. The Will-o’-wisp’s strongest attack likely capped out at two hundred or three hundred.
The green flas reminded him of the agitating warmth of long ago; of an orphanage that stared at him and shut him away.
"Boring."
As a scientist, there was nothing to decipher. "Black Cards." He casually tossed the cards, effortlessly flawless in the technique, and walked away. The Will-o’-wisp was torn apart.
[ Receive:
24,000 XP ]
"I have to search for those trees." The muscles in his thighs coiled up and beca magnified by the Qi swirling through. The Seven-league Boots glowed yellow. His mind conjured up the map of the region. So far, it was shaping to be a flat plain with no consistency or inconsistency. Redwood trees were sprinkled through the region and nothing more.
Put simply, Dasha was going to have to brute force this.
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
The mist that spread from the desolation of the tree was magnificent. However...
’Still nothing. I thought I would get a main objective.’ Along the way, he saw balls of light and deftly ignored them. ’Maybe...’
He ran off again, this ti killing any and all Will-o’-wisps that were in or off his path. Even if another group was fighting it, he burst forward, struck it with his gauntlet, and went on. Confusion was left behind. Dasha did not care. He had to keep killing.
[ Main Objective found! ]
[ Gate 13 : Silent Forest
Main Objective: Kill all the redwood trees and the Will-o’-wisps in the area! Kill them all! KILL THEM ALL!
Prize Pool: 1,000,000 XP, 1,000,000 PP
SPECIAL OBJECTIVE: ?
SPECIAL PRIZE POOL: ? ]
’Destroying thirty redwood trees and thirty Will-o’-Wisps: that was the condition to unlock the main objective. But...what about the special and hidden objectives?’
He was missing sothing. But what?
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