The barren land, the almost dark sky, the faint smell of sulfur, the smell of blood, and the filthy air with trace amounts of toxins, roamed among them with a wide variety of demons and an almost endless number of demons.

"Welcome to the Abyss Training Ground!" A teleportation array formed on a mountain with few demons, and when the teleportation aura dissipated, a silver-haired elf wearing rattan armor and carrying a longbow and a black-haired golden-eyed Shota appeared.

"Whew!" "Roar!"...... Seeing the appearance of the two creatures of the orderly camp, the surrounding demons quickly surrounded them like sharks that smelled blood.

At the same time, many demons' spell-like abilities were activated, fireballs, acid, wind blades, ice spikes, and a mess of them smashed towards Muria and Hessel, but the unorganized disorderly attack caused many spells to cancel each other out in mid-air.

"Garbage. Muria glanced indifferently at the demons that were surging up in a mess, and eighteen flame shields burning with golden dragon flames condensed and formed, swimming around Muria as the center, blocking all kinds of spell attacks.

"Boom!" Muria gestured, and a thick golden thunderbolt burst out from his fingertips, blasting towards the demon hordes that rushed to the front and messed up one of them.

Stumps and severed arms splattered, and a scorching smell of blood filled the air, and a bloody path paved by demonic corpses appeared, all of which were emptied by Muria's thunder, but soon the rest of the demons filled the void.

The mass death of their companions did not give the demons the slightest fear, and their desire to kill was strengthened by the stimulus of the smell of blood and the encouragement of the incredible number of demons around them.

"Boring! There are no soul-level demons. Seeing all the low-level demons, even the middle-level demons had only a few heads, Muria stretched out his hand with interest, and a violent hurricane took shape, with countless wind blades, descending on the demon's head.

The sound of musculoskeletal tearing, the sound of blood spraying, and the demon's miserable wail rang out...... In the blink of an eye, there was not a single demon left on the mountain where Muria was located, all of them were stumps and severed arms and the blood of the black demons flowing everywhere.

Muria's bloodline can be blessed and strengthened against the three series of spells of wind, fire, and thunder, but the damage caused by the enhanced spells to the Titans and the Blazing God is not as good as his fists, so in the usual battle practice, Muria rarely fights with spells.

However, in the Abyss Training Ground, using spells to deal with mid- and low-level demons was unexpectedly useful, and the effect was not ordinarily good. The demons' magic resistance does not allow them to survive Muria's spell attacks.

"Deep... The Gate of the Abyss!" The elf girl who teleported with Muria was directly stunned by this scene, and all she saw were wandering demons, even if Muria killed all the demons nearby, there were still demons surging towards them in the distance, and the demon remains everywhere did not make them feel a trace of fear.

Of course, this is nothing, what really scares the elven girl Hessel is the gate that stands in the middle of this vast floating land, a gate of the abyss built of corpses, burning with raging demon flames, at this time, this portal is constantly spewing out a variety of strange and powerful demons.

It was the existence of this portal that kept the number of demons in the Abyss Training Ground at an extremely alarming level, no matter how many Muriya or the rest of the Titans killed, the same number or even more demons would soon be replenished.

"Are you afraid?" Muria looked at the elf girl whose body was trembling slightly in surprise, and suddenly suddenly, the elves are different from the Titans and dragons, the elves, except for the black skin of the dark region, the rest of the elves are peace-loving creatures who don't like to kill.

"I didn't. Hearing Muria's doubts, the elf girl, who had never seen such a bloody scene in her life, took off the longbow on her back, held it tightly, and denied it stubbornly.

"Then can you still pull the bowstring?" Seeing the elven girl like this, Muria frowned, "If you can't, I'll take you back." ”

"I can. Hearing Muria's words, Hessel looked at the demon who roared towards her in the distance, wanting to devour her alive, trembled and raised the wooden bow in his hand with a seemingly naturally formed spirit pattern, and slowly pulled the bowstring with the fear in his heart.

"Interesting!" Muria narrowed his eyes, the elf in front of him was probably the same as the angels of Cloudsdale, he had never experienced a battle, and it was the first time he had seen such a scene, so he was so frightened that his body trembled.

But even if his body was trembling, his face showed a look of fear that could not be concealed. The moment the silver-haired elf pulled the bowstring, her arm stopped trembling and she pulled the bow.

A moon-white energy arrow slowly took shape in the bowstring she opened, gradually condensing, and a series of fine and brilliant spirit patterns appeared on this moon-white arrow, and then, exuding a breath that made Muria feel like a man's back.

Then, in Muria's stunned gaze, five complicated mysteries, with inexplicable rules of the soul aura appeared at the feet of the petite silver moon elf, slowly spinning.

"Boom!" Under Muria's incomprehensible gaze, a faint moon-white energy spread from the elf's body, spreading far and wide, sweeping over all the demons that could be seen in his line of sight.

"Detection?" asked the silver-haired elf, recalling the wave of light that had just swept through his body without causing him any harm.

But at this time, the elf girl seemed to enter an extremely wonderful state, ignoring him at all, and Muria found that at this time, the elf girl not only did not tremble in her hands, but also her body was not trembling, and the fear on her face disappeared completely.

"What are you going to do!" Muria felt the power fluctuations of the moon-white arrow in the elf girl's hand becoming more and more terrifying, and she took a few steps back silently, and silently condensed several layers of shields on her body.

It's okay to say that this arrow is still shot, and the damage caused can definitely kill a large number of demons, but if this elf girl was stimulated by his words, she condensed such a long arrow...... If he didn't control it and exploded before he could shoot out, Muria felt like he had to go to the pool of life for a day today.

Seeing Muria's distrustful little action, the elf girl snorted lightly, and immediately, her arm was raised slightly, and the direction of the silver moon arrow in her hand was not the demon group all over the mountains, but the empty sky.

Seeing the elf's movements, Muria's eyes flickered, and she suppressed her strong curiosity and didn't say anything to ask.

"Huh!" The elf girl let go of the bowstring in her hand, and the arrows emitting a dazzling silver light flew into the sky, like a silver moon rising into the sky, and the terrifying power fluctuations attracted the attention of many demons, making them stop unconsciously.

"Hum!" Muria looked up at the sky, and after the silver moon rose to a certain height, it exploded and turned into strands of silver, and then, these silver filaments intertwined with each other.

In just a moment, a huge magic circle with a radius of nearly a thousand meters slowly rotated in the dark sky, emitting a faint white light, scattering hazy moonlight on this land full of bloody death, which looked extremely peaceful.

"Just kidding!" Muria looked at the moon-white circle that was slowly rotating in mid-air, and her face was slightly dull, "What kind of arrow is this?"

Just when Muria sighed, the group of demons shrouded in faint moonlight went crazy, the seemingly peaceful moonlight contained a cold and piercing murderous intention, although most of the demons were not very good at brains, but they still had an instinctive perception of danger.

But just as the demon roared and roared chaotically, trying to escape from the circle's enveloping range, the circle in mid-air was activated, and translucent arrows fell like a torrential downpour, an astonishing number of arrows.

When the translucent moon-white energy arrow shot out of the circle, the astonishing speed caused the energy arrow to leave only a silver line in Muria's eyes, and for a while, in Muria's eyes, it was full of colorful and brilliant silver lines that crossed the sky.

In Muria's line of sight and spiritual perception, except for the mountain where Muria and the elf girl stood, all the other places were shrouded in this beautiful and poetic rain of arrows.

But with this colorful and brilliant rain of arrows, there was a dense sound of flesh piercing through sharp weapons, and the screams and wails of demons, but these voices basically disappeared after the middle of the shout. Because, they have lost their lives, and the vital point has been penetrated.

Muria looked surprised, in the sky, the arrows falling seemed to be chaotic, but each one had a target, and it was not fired indiscriminately. Muria saw that many demons were killed by piercing the head, and some special ones were pierced through the heart.

Cowardice, Abyss Demon, Abyss Demon, Quart Demon, Demon Hunter, Demon Hunter Spider...... All demons are killed by penetrating the vital point, one and two...... Ten heads like this...... This is true of the hundred heads, and between the range of Muria's spiritual perception, all the dead demons are like this.

No missing arrows!

"This is the elven race's strongest archery? Muria watched in amazement at the rain of arrows in front of her, listening to the demon's desperate wails one after another.

"How's it going?" The slightly pale elf looked at Muria with pride, and his eyes were full of pride.

"It's beautiful rain!" Muriyah looked up at the circle above her with a look of admiration, and then looked around at the corpses and rivers of blood, "It's a wonderful scene, every time I see this scene, I feel happy from the bottom of my heart." ”

"Beautiful!" the elf girl only noticed the first half of Muria's words, and this evaluation made her face show a hint of anger.

But as soon as she was about to get angry, she saw Muria turn around and look at her with a pair of bright golden pupils, and then, the black-haired and golden-eyed Zhengtai bowed respectfully and saluted:

"Teacher!"