Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

The more he drank, the stronger he was.

It was a simple principle behind Dionysus' bloodline.

The weakness of this powerful skill was that the person was drunk.

"I can sense all of you!" Jake screamed, looking around. He cast his eyes on people in The Spirit Observer and his enemies staring at him from the mountain's spire's periphery. "The more, the merrier! Let's make it so fun!"

In Jake's case, however, that weakness didn't trouble him.

Bellamende stared at him from her seat.

'Dionysus… has this bloodline fallen into a player's hands too early?' she asked as her kind countenance had twisted into a mask of concern, which she rarely exposed. 'It's too early to go beyond a realm of legends.'

In the arena, Mary and her family gazed at the screen.

Their expressions varied, as Robert was beyond shocked to see that the calm and collected Jake would drink in the middle of the tournament. It seemed like such an odd and stressed move that he didn't know what went through Jake's mind.

Jake's mother shook her head.

She cast her eyes on her husband. "He takes that after you."

Edward coughed, "I may or may not be very sociable while drunk. But you're always in my eyes whenever I bring parties to life!"

"But of course!" she replied, her lips curved up.

Mary crossed her arms and nodded. "He'd better win now!"

Robert didn't know what these three were talking about! 'Jake's drunk! He's so drunk that… what is going on?'

As Robert turned his attention back to the screen, he saw Jake straightening his back. His half-ridden eyes were gone, and he was rolling his eyes around as though seeing everyone, including people in The Spirit Observer Mode.

Those jade eyes were clear and sharp.

Though he may have lost his calmness and rumbled about love and melodies of his soul, Jake didn't look like a person who had lost to the alcohol.

'In the first place, he got drunk too fast! What are you really hiding, Jake?!' Robert asked, his excitement suddenly surging as though he was in the arena. He felt like he was about to witness something extraordinary.

People in the arena were enjoying this development from the bottom of their hearts.

"He's drunk so much!"

"He even made Bobby lose his composure! Haha!"

"Who the hell brings vodka to the tournament?!"

As those reactions swept through the arena and viewers at homes, restaurants, and other places, a few high-level players watching this event in their game characters had a strange feeling while looking at Jake.

"Can you see the outline of his Vision, Maria?" Nadia asked her little sister.

Maria shook her head, "I can't… it's strange. What about you? Can you see anything?"

Nadia nodded. "His Vision has taken an original form. It's similar to Mary June's, so she must have had her hands in it."

"Oh! I didn't expect Jake to also have a vision! Also, it's Mary November! Hehe~~!" Maria replied.

The thing was that… even Jake didn't know that his perception had evolved.

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It happened in Jake's spar against Viktor.

He needed something more to see through his arrows.

He needed his perception skill to be at a higher level!

In his drunk self, Jake assimilated with Odin and combined Odin's raw skill—Feral Hunt—with his perception. This combination broke the system as Jake's perception evolved to Vision and blended with Fenrir's Feral Hunt as though they were meant for each other.

The burden it put on Jake was so terrifying that the system didn't register this skill and evolution. It became something that only Jake, at the highest drunk state, could activate.

A crack popped in the middle of Jake's eyes, mixing two colors in harmony(red and green).

[The Archer's Body Language Of The Beasts(Legendary)(Passive Skill)(2(3) slots left) has linked your Perception Skill with Feral Hunt.]

[You have acquired The Archer's Feral Vision(Legendary).]

[The combination is too powerful for your current level.]

[Your body can't bear the burden.]

[Dionysus' Blood Wine(100%) has helped you adapt to The Archer's Feral Vision.]

[You can use The Archer's Feral Vision, provided your drunk level remains above 90%.]

Those at the highest level could see through that Feral Vision.

It turned into a humanoid wolf with white fur. It was just up to Jake's torso and connected to him. His eyes widened as though he had already marked everyone he wanted to devour.

The humanoid aura's eyes suddenly looked below.

An assassin appeared in Jake's zone.

He was fast, confident, and silent. Lasagna didn't even consider Jake being able to see through him, as his other teammates didn't notice him until he put a thread on Last Coin!

He'd do the same to Jake.

He'd put a thread on him and reel him up to the mountain's spire, where his teammates would put him into the coffin!

Lasagna was at least five meters away from Jake now.

He raised his hand and prepared to cut the remaining distance in a short step.

"Expand."

His right eye suddenly received a blow.

Blood spurted out in abundance.

He couldn't move forward, either, as a step forward meant that the foreign object in his eye socket would go deeper into his skull!

What happened was simple.

Without even turning to the side, Jake turned his bow into twin short swords and took a single one from his inventory. He immediately used his skill, Expand, to increase the range.

The sword was like a spear, hurling into the assassin's right eye.

Jake leaned his head onto his right shoulder. "Assassins are such a lovable bunch nowadays. They come at my feet to spear themselves onto my dear bow."

He smirked.

Lasagna inwardly swore as Jake's drawling got to him. 'What bow?! That's a wooden sword if not a spear!'

Knowing that his surprise attack failed, Lasagna arched his head back. He stepped behind to get Jake's sword out of his eye socket. His eye was gone, and bleeding heightened, but that was only a price for freedom!

He closed the distance with Jake again and slammed his palm on his arm.

"Success!" Lasagna shouted.

Jake broadly smiled.