Quantity has a qualitative change, which is a very terrifying thing. For more exciting novels, please visit: Even 10,000 pigs on a rampage can cause devastating damage. A full twenty-four Horned Demons with silver-rank strength gathered together were powerful enough to destroy a city. But now these horned demons have only one goal, they don't need to worry about any other problems, and the only thought in their minds is to kill the target in front of them.

El shot nearly half of the demon-breaking arrows behind him in the first moment, and the whistling arrows aimed at the horned demons in all directions, completely suppressing the horned demons that rushed up in an instant. It was a bit too extravagant to use the Demon Breaker Arrow against these low-level demons, but El knew very well that no matter how many demons he killed right now, there was no point. The number of demon-breaking arrows is limited, while the enemies are endless.

Little Langa wielded a pair of scythes to disembowel the two horned demons in front of him, and such a hasty blow could only slice through their soft abdomen, but it was still difficult to kill them completely. If you were a real-world demon, it might take some time to repair this level of damage, and it would certainly be impossible to continue attacking while recovering.

And the horned demon here didn't know what kind of ghost medicine was taken by the manipulator behind the scenes, even if he was almost cut in half by the intestines, he screamed like a nobody. Maybe they don't have the will to think, so they can't even understand the concept of death, so they really have no scruples.

After killing a horned demon, El realizes that something is wrong, and he immediately decides to switch methods. When the other horned demon pounced, he suddenly grabbed the horned demon's head, and rubbed it vigorously to twist the horned demon's head directly. Before the Horned Demon fell, he grabbed the Horned Demon's wrist, carried his body on his shoulder, and rushed forward with his head covered.

Although he didn't know how strong he could be in his perfect state, El himself felt that he was at least close to the level of Hercules Hagnam, or more than twice the strength of an ordinary horned demon. As long as he uses the Horned Demon's body as a shield, he can run through it unreasonably. But within a few seconds of calculating the gap in his mind, a heavy sense of oppression came from front of him.

He had just broken through the Horned Demon's encirclement when he looked up to see Hercules Hagnam swinging a giant hammer and charging towards him at the same speed. What made him especially desperate was that another behemoth, the rampaging ogre chieftain appeared behind the building next to him, blocking his only way out. （(7764)）

"Are you trying to kill me?" El screamed in grief, tossing the Horned Demon corpse in his hand at the Ogre Grand Chieftain, and backhanded the Wind Scar and charging towards Hercules Hagnam. By this time, he had finally understood that any calculation of the winning and losing factors had now lost its meaning.

This is the inner world of his own home, and the desire for a powerful enemy comes from himself. Now this kind of battle is actually meaningless, and the insight rune allows him to judge the strength of the enemy and make the best choice after weighing the pros and cons. But by the time he made his choice, the battle was virtually over. Having a choice means that the pressure from the enemy is still not strong enough, and it is he who is adding difficulty to the game himself.

The figure in front of him was not far away, but El knew that this last distance was just a stone's throw away. As he drew his sword and rushed towards Highgnam without hesitation, he completely abandoned all calculations, leaving his mind blank, and then pouring boiling blood into it, leaving only the enemy in front of him in his eyes.

At that moment, something broke the boundaries, and an indescribable realization rose in him.

It's not that there is no road, the road is ahead, and there is more than one.

He didn't go the wrong way, he just didn't see the direction.

Among the many runes that El mastered, most of the runes belonged to the second cycle, except for the original rune, El, which belonged to the first cycle. The Eye of Truth's insight allows him to accurately gauge the strength of his enemies, an ability that is so perfect for a hunter that he can't stop. When he was learning rune knowledge from Master Stephen, Lolana once told him that the first cycle of the rune sequence is completely different from the second cycle, and completing a sequence can really advance to silver.

But at the time, neither of them knew much about it and did not notice the seriousness of the problem at all. In fact, El's reliance on the Runes of Insight has affected the combination of the second sequence of runes. These two rune cycles are not opposites, but they point in two very different directions. If it is used as a metaphor for the Silver Secret Realm, the rune sequence is a wide and smooth road, but there are branches on this main road. El had already stepped on the junction with one foot, but turned into the muddy path with the other, and the two legs were not on the same road, and of course it was impossible to reach the end.

El had never realized his cognitive error, and after walking out of the mountain, he still regarded himself as a hunter, but the cruel reality brought him a series of battles. He always relied on the power of insight runes and liked to fight the way a hunter did, but the problem was that combat shouldn't be a hunter's specialty. The hunter's job is to hunt, and fighting is just a means of hunting. Hunting means harvesting, and hunting without harvest is meaningless, regardless of the outcome of the battle.

Some people call the veteran hunter a ranger, which may sound beautiful, but in fact he is a lonely traveler. El once thought he wanted to be a ranger who traveled the world, but as he experienced more and more people and things, so did the responsibilities on his shoulders. He must now fight to protect it.

Fighting, or hunting? The two paths in front of him seemed to be similar, but they hid essential differences. If El wants to move forward, he must choose a path, even if he can't see a little light ahead, he must continue without hesitation, otherwise he will never see the end when he stands still.

The long knife collided head-on with the giant hammer, and there was no earth-shattering sight. As a weapon used by Adrian, the king of thieves, Wind Scar has an overwhelming advantage in the battle level of the silver rank, and can even be said to be indestructible. Still, it does not change the innate weakness of the short-handled knife in the face of blunt two-handed instruments. The blade of the Wind Scar stabbed effortlessly into the Rock Hammer, but the wound it caused was too small for the nearly 200-pound Rock Hammer to even penetrate the metal grip in the center of the hammer head.

Berserker Leon may not be weaker than Hagnam in terms of strength, but El's impression of him is not complete, and it is naturally not comparable to the Hagnan he just encountered yesterday. The illusion in front of him not only copied the clear impression in El's mind, but also nearly doubled his strength out of thin air under his extra calculations.

In this state that is close to cheating, Hagnan didn't need to change his tricks at all, so he smashed it directly with a hammer unreasonably, and if he was allowed to hit it, even El would probably not be able to eat and walk around.

For the first time in the illusion, he felt a real threat to his life, but El didn't have the intention of dodging, he knew that he had to face the fear in his heart, he had no turning back, and he had no other choice, he had to move forward.

"Hunter, or warrior?" El whispered to himself in the shadow of the hammer, the wind scar on the hammer is no different from chopping a stone, even if it can cut the stone, the stone is still a stone, carrying a power beyond the silver rank and falling with a bang. He tried to pull out the wind marks, but with a little force, he twisted his wrist at a strange angle, and the stone hammer was still not affected in the slightest. There was less than half a second left for El to react, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The giant hammer fell to the ground and erupted with terrifying power, and all the ground within a radius of ten meters collapsed and shattered, and it seemed that the entire city trembled. Not to mention people, even rocks will be turned into ashes under this blow. However, when the smoke cleared, El's figure remained in place.

More precisely, he was standing above the place. Two pairs of transparent cicada wings spread out from behind him, levitating his body in midair. At the moment of great crisis, little Langa felt the change in El's mind, and his body changed again. She contracted her body in full force, her limbs grasping El's body behind her back, and the two pairs of cicada wings strengthened and became El's wings.

"Who says a hunter can't be a good warrior......" El gritted his teeth as he snapped the broken wrist bone back into place, the pain of the fracture leaving him bloodless, but he had a smile on his face.

A huge shadow obscured the light behind him, and the Ogre Great Chief had already rushed over, and the two giants surrounded El's one after the other, sealing all the way back. Caught between them, Elton looked small.

"Do you think I'm going to run away, is it your ignorance or the stupidity of the one hiding behind the scenes?"

Although El had been given the ability to fly for a short time at this time, he had no intention of flinching, and he had come to Hagnam in front of him in a flash.

The cicada wings that Xiao Langa had strengthened with all his strength underwent a qualitative change, and the speed of El's short dash in the air instantly reached the speed of an arrow. It's not the limit, but it's a threat for a power-type like Highgnam and the Ogre Great Chief. Their heavy bodies were destined to be unable to dodge bows and arrows, and naturally it was impossible to dodge this attack of El.

This is not a tactic judged by insight into runes, but the close cooperation between El and Xiao Langa at the spiritual level, which is his most basic combat intuition. He lunged in front of Hagnam, and instead of using the Wind Scar, he grabbed Hagnam's head with his intact hand.

The bony scythe poked out from Er's back, clinging to his arm, and stabbed Hagnam into the eye in the direction of his palm. The giant let out a bitter wail and raised his large hand to slap it in the face, but it was too late. The bone scythe pierced his brain with a swift stab, and El grabbed his skull with his hand at the same time, grabbing out a cloud of white matter.

The giant's body crashed to the ground, and El stopped in mid-air and laughed wildly. A newborn rune was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand, radiating a strange light.

Source of the novel: Ran Library

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