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

'We're in between Kangaroo and Blue Union. Both are weakened and wield two records. All they need is a third record to receive a ticket back to their towers. The same goes for us,' Jake thought. "I defeated Shiro. Her spearman teammate was defeated by my friend.

We're in the same spot."

The Oceania Team wasn't stupid not to see through Jake's words.

He offered them a simple offer. Go for Hussar and leave the tank to us.

If they declined, there was a chance Blue Union would snatch this opportunity and turn clowns against them!

It'd be difficult to find an ally in this chaotic situation!

The healer and the mage nodded heavily. It wasn't a difficult choice at all.

That said, Hussar didn't play along with others. He didn't leave his tank's side and remained in his range to use Triple M's stats to his advantage.

It wasn't like he could do more.

Jake looked at the man before chuckling. "Let's have fun, brothers!"

Upon hearing those words, Arthur and Shaw lurched at Triple M.

Jake crumbled into his Formless Soldier Form, drawing the highest anchor. Meanwhile, his friends activated their strongest skills. A dark crimson aura sheathed Arthur's sword while Shaw's hands became one with his spear's shaft.

Their speed surged at the same time.

Hussar thought, 'I can help him with a single foe-'

Triple M screamed through voice chat, "Go for the healer and mage! Defeat them! I will have them all five on me!"

'This guy! He finally used his brain!' Hussar thought. "Why do you only listen to others or use your few brain cells in such dire situations?!"

Hussar came closer to his tank. He'd use others as a smokescreen to close the gap with The Oceania Team and surprise them with his strongest skill. He was saving it until the end but still believed that this end would come quite later.

His current priority was to get a ticket back to the tower!

At last, Casual Clowns and Kangaroo's attacks converged on Triple M.

Though the latter aimed at Hussar, Triple M took the level thirty fire magic enchanted with the healer's buff spell onto his shield! Jake's arrow deeply nestled itself in his armor.

Shaw and Arthur hacked at Triple M's vambraces.

Broken pieces of his equipment went past their masks. They could see that Triple M was still focused on The Oceania Team, meaning he was exposed to their blades.

Close to him, these two wouldn't waste their opportunity. Their weapons swatted the air as they swung them against Triple M!

The man howled in indignation. He could see his armor's durability falling down at a rapid pace! These two bastards didn't step down or slow down for a second and kept attacking him with their strongest!

That bastard with green hair was getting even faster, his spear becoming more problematic every second.

'Damn ants!' Triple M inwardly shouted.

That was when a loud howl resounded in the forest.

It was a familiar sound.

This wheeze made Triple M's lips curve into a smile.

'Hussar's going all out! Get them!'

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Behind the curtain conjured by the enemy's attacks, Hussar sneaked past others' perception skills and significantly closed the distance with his targets.

There were still at least a few meters before him, the mage, and the healer.

Their faces said that they weren't bothered about him in the slightest.

Hussar smiled. 'I didn't have to reveal this card because Meredith's skills were enough to weaken everyone else in The Seventh Division. I guess that's why they split teams! Look and stand still before the awe-inspiring Hussar straight from the legends!'

[You have summoned your legendary trace, Arion.]

[Arion's five-minute battle cooldown has been applied.]

A black pony with little wings appeared before Hussar.

He saddled him.

Just this scene alone caused people in the crowd and behind the screens to burst out laughing. It looked so comical, as Hussar was an adult man, and his pony was so small that it could be said it was a baby.

Its howl, however, was intimidating. It didn't sound like a voice a baby should produce.

[You have saddled the legendary trace, Arion.]

[Your class has been temporarily changed—Legendary Steed's Cavalry(Legendary)]

[Your stats have been updated.]

"Stomp on their barrier, Arion!" Hussar screamed. His baby horse zoomed at the healer and mage. Those two were under the protection of the mage's mana barrier, which was strengthened by the healer's skills.

None of it mattered to Arion.

He somehow pulled himself up with Hussar saddling him and landed on the barrier with such a heavy force that a rift appeared between the mage and the healer.

Thrusting his lance straight into that chasm, Hussar separated seemingly inseparable players. He heavily swung his blade at the healer, intent on taking him down first.

The mage, however, teleported just in nick time to cast defensive magic. When it came to defenses, earth magic was believed to be the strongest. For that reason, the mage conjured a spinning plate to protect his friend.

It was small, yet perfectly blocked Hussar's strike.

'He's good!' Hussar thought. 'This is one of the hardest skills to master because it forces mages to react fast enough! This spinning plate is small, so the magic and mana are condensed in a small frame, increasing its defenses. It can float and move around the user, but it's all in the user's hands to perfectly mobilize it! He blocked me nearly perfectly! Too bad!'

Hussar clenched the lance's shaft. Veins bulged beneath his vambraces and gauntlets.

'I'm invincible now! I'm the legend together with Arion! We will be Hussars and bring their stampede to this world!' Hussar's lance broke through the floating disk, shattering it into pieces.

The lance slashed through the mage's robes, exposing his chest and flesh.

The man stared at Hussar with widened eyes, unable to come to terms with what had just happened. He didn't have time to comprehend what exactly Hussar had gone through as the lance went through the wound on his chest, drilling into him.

So much damage in such a short time resulted in a stunning effect.

Mages were especially fragile and liable to it.

In that case, only the healer could save him. But the healer in the mage's mind received a kick from Arion. His hind legs smashed straight into the mage's head, knocking him off for a few seconds.

Hussar put more weight into his weapon, finally killing the mage.

He then finished off the healer, as that was now only a matter of routine. Healers alone couldn't fight unless they were paladins, shamans, or owners of other peculiar skills.

"Love you, Arion!" Hussar exclaimed.
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Arion wheezed happily.

"We have three records now! We can return to the tower!" Hussar craned his head in Triple M's direction. Here, the scene he never wanted to see unfolded before him.

His tank couldn't move.

He was on his knees as Arthur had cut his joints. This man had studied medicine enough to know where to strike. He even taught Shaw it, and with this little knowledge, he made Shaw stronger.

Therefore, Triple M's knees were digging his grave.

There was also something disturbing on Triple M's armor.

On his chest, the arrows had lodged themselves in such a shape that it reminded everyone about manhood. It was a kind people would draw to others in school for fun or to spite someone.

Arthur and Shaw were also no longer wielding their weapons. They had taken off Triple M's helmet and were punching his face. They would add kicks to strike his crotch, too.

Jake only pummeled the man's face.

Hussar absentmindedly gazed for a few seconds before shouting at them. "What are you doing?! This is bullying! Are you kids or what?! Stop this!"

The three clowns halted and turned around.

They stared at the man before gesturing 'shoo' at him.

They returned to the bullying.

Arthur thought, 'Damien told me to beat the hell out of this man whenever I get a chance. I must get him on my side to make Rebecca truly happy.'

Shaw thought, 'Gotta believe Damien and tell this man he has no chance!'

Jake thought, 'I thought a D Penalty on his chest would be enough, but if everyone feels like bullying him, then I wouldn't be a homie if I disagreed.'

The Culprit—Damien Twice.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Hussar trembled from fury. Even though he disliked Triple M and his attitude, he was still his teammate. He wanted to get between them and defeat them all, but that would be too difficult.

Arion didn't have much time left.

The cooldown was an hour.

'I must go back…' Hussar thought. "You're all dead! You're dead for this!"

He turned around and hopped into the portal that appeared when he called for it. The same thing popped behind Triple M's back, but he didn't have any strength to even roll back into it.

He was utterly at the wish of the clowns condescendingly humiliating him.

If Damien was here, he would have smirked and said, 'That's what you get for trying to shame my dark horse back in real life.'