It was the first real battle Hayatta had fought since she was determined to become a hunter.

- The mushroom pig that was killed half an hour ago doesn't count.

Luckily, the opponent was the Odd Faces.

Compared to their size, these guys are not as good as Ailu, and it is always difficult for humans to have a sense of fear when facing opponents who are much smaller than themselves, and it is not easy to lose control of fear.

Unfortunately, the opponent is a large group of Odd Faces......

Not only are these noisy little monsters agile, but they also know how to cooperate, and Hayatta and Pork Chop have to cover each other back-to-back to avoid a sneak attack from behind by the Odd-Face Clan.

In order to relieve his companions, Gordon burst into the Strangeface formation like a large boar king charging at full speed, and when he came to Hayatta and them, he couldn't help but grin at the sight of the latter's battle.

When he found that he was still unable to use Katate's sword and could not kill these agile Strange-Face Clans at all, Hayatta decisively gave up the sword-wielding combat mode.

Instead, she used both the Katashou Sword and the Round Shield as defense to block the attacks of the Strangefaces, and her only way to fight back was to kick ......

The image in front of him looked a little funny, but Gordon soon discovered that this "attack" was unusually effective against the diminutive Oddfaces.

Wrapped in pieces of iron and hard leather, the pointed shin armor of the head was heavy and strong, and with the strength of Hayatta, it might not be possible to inflict real damage on the Strangefaces, but it could easily repel them.

At the moment, I don't think about killing, just self-preservation, and dealing with these little things that are only a little higher than my knees, kicking is indeed much more efficient than bending down and slashing.

Occasionally, there is some negligence, but with the help of pork chops, it can also be stabilized quickly.

Gordon was pleasantly surprised by Hayata's clever and nimble response, and in this case, he didn't have to stay in front of her like an old hen guarding her cubs.

You just need to kill as many people as you can and kill as many people as you can, and you'll be able to open up the situation.

After telling the pork chop once more to protect Hayata, Gordon let go of his hands and feet completely, his legs staggered, twisted his waist and swinged his arms, and brandished his great sword in the encirclement of the Odd-faced Clan, slashing at random.

Compared with a single click, the more powerful vertical slash and charged slash, the horizontal slash is obviously more suitable for the current situation.

Gordon, who swept around like a whirlwind, instantly overwhelmed the formation of the Strangefaces.

When there were only one or two opponents before, it was not easy for the big sword to hit the target, but now the surrounding odd-faced clans were densely packed, and they couldn't dodge under mutual interference, and the blasting knife could always swing some unlucky ghosts from time to time.

The Odd-Face Clan, who was hit by a blasting knife that was powerful enough to cut through the flesh and bones of a large monster, would lose their combat effectiveness in an instant, even if they were lucky enough not to be cut in two.

Such a high-frequency attack with a continuous swing of the great sword was physically demanding, but the successive results made Gordon very excited, and more importantly, he felt as if he had mastered a little bit of what Amos called "mastery of inertia".

It is not a brute force to break and forcibly change the trajectory of the sword.

Instead, through the joints and muscles of the whole body, the sword momentum is continuously fine-tuned, and the inertia is brought into control.

"Hey, ha!"

The heavy exploding knife slashed off the odd-faced clan that couldn't dodge in front of him.

The steel blade did not pause, but was further energized under the control of its arms, changing its angle and slashing through an arc at a faster speed, easily slashing another Strange-Face Clan that was quietly approaching from behind and trying to raid.

Gordon experienced this wonderful feeling without distraction.

The sluggish and cumbersome past only prolonged the backswing of the attack, only increasing the inertia of the flaw, as if turning into another pair of invisible arms, and the originally heavy blasting knife became light and agile at this time.

Another heroic but nonsensical swing of the sword, when the Strange-faced Clan in front of him fell down screaming, becoming one of the countless corpses that littered the ground.

The few remaining odd-faced clans around them finally collapsed, and in the midst of a strange cry of terror, they burrowed into the grass and fled in hiding.

The blasting knife covered in blood and flesh fell heavily to the ground, and Gordon couldn't help but smile with joy on the corner of his mouth as he watched his hands tremble and completely lose his strength.

From now on, the inertia brought about by the heavy weight of the greatsword will no longer be a burden.

Seeing that the Strange-Face Clan was defeated, Hayatta gritted her teeth and persevered until now, and finally couldn't hold back and sat down on the ground.

For her, who has not undergone enough devil training and whose physical fitness is still at the level of ordinary people, she has been running around in the mountains and forests for most of the day, and has experienced a battle in the real sense, and her physical consumption has long been approaching the limit.

However, the battle is not quite over.

In terms of his own combat strength alone, he is the king of the Strange Face Clan, who is not comparable to the entire group of Strange Face Clan, even if he is alone against Amos, who is a high-ranking hunter, he can not fall behind.

It doesn't have the muscles of the Great Boar King that are so strong that they seem to break through the skin, nor the fangs and claws that are standard for apex predators, nor can it soar into the sky like a fire dragon.

But the terrifying power that erupted from its emaciated body, and its loach-like agility, were enough to make it an opponent that any hunter would have to be vigilant against.

After distracting himself and confirming that Hayatta and the others had dealt with the Odd-Faced Clan, a smile appeared on Amos's lips.

After a few minutes of fighting, he had roughly figured out the strength of the king of the Strange Face Clan in front of him.

Unlike ordinary monsters, the strength of the Odd-Face Clan, which has an IQ and intellect similar to that of humans, largely depends on their own training and combat experience, with a very low lower limit and an extremely high upper limit.

Extreme, even eight-star and nine-star hunters have a headache when they see it.

And although the king of the strange face clan in front of him is very strong, it is not to the extent that he can't deal with it, and the two little guys over there have almost honed their skills.

That being the case, it's time to settle the fight.

Faced with another frenzied scepter-wielding combo from the King of the Odd Faces, Amos changed his strategy of parrying, and suddenly spun around and retreated, the glimmering ice blue sword in his hand drawing a graceful trajectory in the air.

It's like you're stepping on the ground, but it's like you're gliding on the ice, and it's incredibly smooth.

"See what."

Amos snorted softly, sliding to avoid the swing of the king of the odd-faced clan, as he seemed to be accumulating power, just when the attack of the king of the odd-faced clan had just swung into the air, the old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born.

As if a spring was installed under his feet, he took a big step forward with the inertia of retreating, and the tip of the white ape's forked sword in his hand was like a highly venomous snake letter, and he leaned forward.

It left a wound on the shoulder of the King of the Strange Faces that was not long, but unusually deep.

A faint white frost spread through the wound of the King of the Strange Faces, and due to the ice attribute damage attached to the white ape, its wound was frozen, and not much blood flowed out, but its movements became stiff because of it.

"Quack!" The King of the Odd-Faced Clan screamed.

This was the most serious injury it had suffered today, and if it had been an ordinary Strange-Faced Clan, it would have completely lost its ability to resist under this blow, and even died.

However, it stretched out a dry palm and grabbed it hard at its frozen wound, grabbing away the frost while using the severe pain stimulation to relieve the numbness caused by the freezing and let the body return to control.

The blood splattered from the crack of the wound and sprinkled on the strange headdress of the king of the strange faces, and the fire flashed, and the gaze hidden under the mask suddenly became even more bloodthirsty and crazy.

"Quack!"