Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The Hidden Old Man sneaked quickly in the shadows and ran towards the coordinates.

This time he used the body of a jackal half-orc, and he also upgraded this shell to level 80.

After transforming into a beast, the assassin's stealth skill on four legs is even better than two legs. The only inconvenience is probably that the assassin's hooded robe with the virtual and real mark is not very suitable.

However, the Hidden Old Man was well prepared. After receiving a generous reward from the Lord for the mission in Roselle City, he went to the tailor shop to tailor a few half-orc dog "raincoats" that can cover the whole body, and asked the rune master to add a deformation rune that can adjust the size with the body shape.

And it is made of the best materials, the durability is pulled to the limit, and it can be worn for a long time using the virtual and real runes.

Although it cost a lot of money, it seems to be very cost-effective at present.

When he ran in an unobstructed place, he turned on the virtual and real runes on the 'raincoat' to turn invisible, and when he entered the shadow, he turned off the runes and used stealth, bringing both the attributes of social phobia assassin and money saving to the extreme.

The hidden old man ran all the way across half of the hinterland of the kingdom of God, and did not attract the attention of monsters such as ghosts, frost guards, and Baiyaki along the way. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was fortunate that he used a half-orc shell, otherwise even if it was an alchemy doll, it would take a lot of physical strength, satiety and time to run so far in this strange place of half ice and half magma.

The beast form of the half-orc is really suitable for long-distance raids.

He was getting closer and closer to the location of the holy bead, and there were more and more monsters nearby. When he reached the last kilometer, there were already tall frost guards wearing thick armor, which looked like moving ice cubes everywhere.

He quietly typed an identification spell, and the feedback was frost guard lv208.

Hidden old man: "."

The game planner's intention is too obvious. This level is obviously the ultimate graduation test for the thief/assassin profession. Once caught by the guards, they will be sent back to their hometown without hesitation.

Not to mention the living ice block like the Frost Guard. It doesn't look like there is any weakness that can kill with one blow.

There are countless Byaki hovering above the head. It seems that as long as there is a little movement, they will swoop down and eat the enemy alive.

The hidden old man couldn't help but feel lucky that he came alone. This kind of mission can't rely on the strategy of human sea. It must be outsmarted. One more person can't hide.

The hidden old man quietly lay behind the snow pile and stared at the Frost Guards carefully for five minutes. He carefully calculated their patrol routes and field of vision in his mind, checked his blue bar and equipment durability, drank a bottle of blue medicine, and pinched a new bottle in his hand for backup.

To be honest, this is obviously a mission that requires one’s life to complete. If one fails, the whole mission might be lost. The hidden old man couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.

He pressed his pounding heart, took a deep and slow breath, and exhaled slowly, not forgetting to lower his breathing, fearing that it would attract the attention of the guards.

‘After all, I have been an assassin for many years, and I have calculated the range of vision and blind spots of perception, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.’