"Poof!"

The spear pierced the heart from top to bottom through the carapace, with a crisp and crisp movement, barely making a sound.

A near-perfect kill was the result of Kane's subtle manipulation and Kesha's precision and coordination.

Overjoyed by the resounding first success, she turned to high-five Kane, but he shook his head solemnly and refused.

Keisha's eyes widened in hindsight.

I almost forgot that they were still hunting. Once the swarm is alarmed, the identities of the hunter and the prey will be reversed in an instant.

She suppressed the excitement in her heart, stepped on the corpse and pulled the spear out of her chest, and then quickly got into the groove and prepared for the next shot.

Only the best can survive in the desert, and Keisha has learned a little bit while she is young.

The second ethereal spirit soon arrived, with a carapace spine, which was not too small in size than the previous one.

But for Keisha, these are similar to the beasts queuing up to be sent to the slaughterhouse, she will stab one to death, no mercy!

Their hearts are their only and most fatal weakness, and no matter how large or small they are, if they pierce the heart, they will surely die.

But what if you can't wear it?

The spear stabbed hard, but due to the difference in size, the angle of the spear tip was slightly off, and the chitin carapace of the large insect was thicker and harder, Keisha was not only bounced off this time, but also twisted the wooden handle as a result.

Looking at the jagged fractures, Kai'Sa panicked, overwhelmed by the unexpected changes.

The Ethereals began to resist Kane's control, to a very strong degree. Seeing that he was about to lose control, he quickly kicked Keisha, who hurriedly grabbed the tip of the spear and stabbed it down at the last moment.

"I'm sorry ......"

The fierce light in the ethereal spirit's eyes dimmed, Keisha let go of the spear and threw herself into Kane's arms, sobbing softly in a suppressed voice.

After all, he is still a child, and his psychological tolerance is too low, especially when he makes a big mistake related to life and death.

"It's my problem, I should pick the smaller one first." Kane comforted her, keeping an eye out for any unusual movements in the swarm.

Actually, it was not surprising to him that the spear broke.

The process of making this spear is so ordinary that it can be described as rudimentary, and the flesh and blood of the void creatures are corrosive, and the first few uses have soaked the spear in blood many times, and the durability is definitely not as good as before.

And he didn't pay attention to the order himself, the first one was only the normal size, and the second one was directly twice as large, and the difficulty was too big.

So now that it's broken, it really can't make Keisha bear all the mistakes.

When Kaisha calmed down, he gently pushed her away, then squatted down to turn the body over, and directly inserted his fingers into the gap to open the carapace, pinching out the heart entirely.

"Eat it, have strength." Kane said succinctly.

Keisha obediently raised her arm, and Kane put the heart on her armarmor to absorb it naturally.

The purple slurry was sucked into the armarmor and began to proliferate. The writhing gray substance formed swollen tentacles, slapping at Keisha's intact skin, melting and corroding it and replacing it, then blackening and hardening to form new skin.

The itch caused by this process made Keisha almost suffocate in order not to make a sound.

Kane noticed that Keisha's armarmor actually had two layers, and the one that was close to the skin was a gray and purple skin, just like the one on his hand, soft and rough.

The outer layer is a black and hard chitin carapace, the thickness of which can be clearly felt, this is something called dark condensation armor, and the hardness is comparable to steel.

Both hearts had been absorbed by Keisha, and it was obvious that her arm armor was a little larger, and it had already encased half of her forearm.

Seeing that she is becoming more and more like a monster, Keisha is worried, but Kane doesn't give her time to think nonsense, and directly lets the ethereal spirit line up to die.

Threatened, Keisha pulled out her short spear and sent the tip of the spear into their hearts with much more force.

I killed a lot, and my movements became mechanical and numb, as if I was doing an assembly line.

Kane knew that this kind of slaughter without combat experience would not allow Kesha to learn much skill, but there was no way, the improvement of strength at present was far more important than the honing of skills.

Only when Keisha's strength has almost improved can he let her hone her fighting instincts in real hunting.

……

The short spear stabbed again and again, numbing the mechanical repetitive movements.

No matter how many Keisha kills, there will always be more.

The sense of accomplishment at the beginning had disappeared without a trace, and now she didn't feel anything in her heart no matter how many kills she had. Of course, she doesn't have a fear of them either, as she has completely mastered the way to kill them.

The entire tunnel covered by the overturned corpses of the ethereals, unable to move an inch upward, their hearts removed, purple slurry flowing all over the ground, black smoke emitting from the dissolution of rocks, and there was not much place to stand under their feet.

If they continue to kill, then they may have to stand on the pile of corpses and kill.

"Alright, let's stop here today."

Kane rubbed his aching eyes, he himself was overusing them. At first, he just wanted to try where his limit was, but he didn't expect it to be out of control, and in the end, he didn't reach his limit.

Maybe next time we should find a more efficient method, such as having the Ethereals fight each other?

Of course, the effect of such a desperate effort is significant.

His grip has become firmer, depending on his size, and small targets cannot break free even if their lives are threatened.

As for their loot......

Except for a small part of the heart that he used to replenish energy, he pushed the rest to Keisha.

Keisha devoured dozens of hearts one after another, and her entire forearm and palm were covered in skin armor. Now she could directly tear through the hard armor on the back of the ethereal spirit and smash it straight to the heart, and the short spear was finally dead.

You know, if Kaisha went hunting alone, it would be absolutely impossible to collect so much loot in a month, and if you count the loss in it, it would only be longer to become as strong as it is now.

However, even after becoming so much stronger, Keisha still looks unhappy.

Hearing Kane say it was over, she didn't say anything, didn't feel relieved from the bloody work, and numbly let him drag him out of the cave.

It's like being swallowed up of the beauty of the memory, and it won't be happy anymore.

"Is it still too fast?"

Keynes was the physical changes that made her feel negative about herself.

The changes were so rapid and noticeable that she couldn't even notice them.

But they need to become stronger, it is definitely not enough to be able to kill the ethereal spirits, and more terrifying threats will find them at any time, just because they are living creatures, and the killing of the void never needs a reason.

Ay......

In the end, the threat of death was not strong enough to make her feel the urgent need to become stronger.

It's not enough for Kane to accept it, this matter needs an opportunity for Keisha to accept the change in her herself.

Until then, you still have to take care of her feelings.