Chapter 116: Chapter 111: The Achiever is the Teacher Chapter 116: Chapter 111: The Achiever is the Teacher The barren land, and the practically dark sky, the air was filled with a faint smell of sulfur, ___, and a trace of poisonous impurities. Demons of all kinds in seemingly endless quantities roamed here.

“Welcome to the Abyss Training Ground!” A teleportation array formed at the top of a mountain with relatively few demons. When the teleports scattered, a silver-haired elf wearing a cuirass and carrying a longbow, and a boy with black hair and golden pupils, appeared.

“Howl!” “Roar!” … Seeing the appearance of the two order faction creatures, the surrounding demons, like sharks that smell blood, quickly surrounded them.

At the same time, many demons activated their magic-like abilities. Fireballs, acid, wind-blades, ice spikes, and a mess of other things were hurled toward Muria and Hesel. However, disorganized and unordered attacks caused many spells to mutually cancel each other out mid-air and disappear.

“Trash.” Muria’s eyes were indifferent as she glanced at the chaotic demons rushing up. Eighteen flame shields burning with golden dragon flames formed, revolving around Muria, blocking all magic attacks.

“Boom!” Muria pointed, and a large golden thunderbolt erupted from her fingertip, bombarding the demon community that had rushed close and was in chaos.

Limbs flew, a bloody scent with a hint of charred smell spread, and a bloody path paved with demon corpses appeared. All demons on it were swept away by Muria’s thunderbolt attack, but soon other demons filled the gap.

The large-scale death of comrades did not make the demons feel the least bit scared. Stimulated by the bloody smell and the encouragement of the astonishing number of demon peers around them, their desire to kill was stronger instead.

“Boring! There are no Soul Intent Level demons.” Seeing only low-ranking demons, and even middle-ranked demons being few, Muria casually waved her hand in disinterest. A raging hurricane formed, carrying countless wind blades and descended on the heads of the demons.

The sound of tearing muscles and bones, the sound of spraying blood, and the miserable wail of demons echoed together… In a blink of an eye, there was not a single demon left on the hill where Muria was standing, only limbs and dark demon blood flowing everywhere.

Muria’s bloodline can enhance wind, fire, and thunder spells, but the damage the enhanced spells do to Titans and Blazing Sky God Descendants isn’t as good as her fist, so in normal battle practice, Muria seldom uses spells in combat.

But in the Abyss Training Ground, using spells to deal with middle and lower-ranked demons is surprisingly effective, their demonic resistance cannot let them survive under Muria’s magical attacks.

“De… abyssal gate!” The Elf girl, who was teleported with Muria, was immediately stunned by the scene. What she saw were roaming demons, and even though Muria killed all the nearby demons, there were still demons rushing at them from far away. The demon corpses all over the ground did not scare them at all.

Of course, that wasn’t all, what really frightened Elf girl Hesel was the door erected in the middle of this vast floating land. A door built of corpses, burning with raging demonic flames, the Abyssal Gate. At this moment, this portal was continuously spewing out demons of all shapes and sizes, and varying strengths.

It is the existence of this portal that keeps the number of demons in the Abyss Training Ground incredibly high, no matter how many Muria or the other Titans kill, there are always an equal number or even more demons replenishing them.

“Are you scared?” Muria looked at the Elf girl whose body was trembling slightly in surprise, then it dawned on her. The Elf race – except for the dark skinned from the Dark Region, the rest of the elves loved peace and did not like to kill.

“I’m not.” Hearing Muria’s doubt, the elf girl who’d never seen such a bloody scene in her life took her longbow from her back, held it tightly, and denied it with a stubborn look on her face.

“Can you still pull the bowstring?” Seeing the elf girl like this, Muria frowned, “If you can’t, I’ll take you back.”

“I can.” Hearing Muria’s words, Hesel looked at the demons that were roaring and rushing towards her, wanting to swallow her whole. She trembled and raised the spirit-rune-covered wooden bow in her hand, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart, and slowly pulled the bowstring.

“Interesting!” Muria narrowed her eyes. The elf girl in front of her was probably like the angels of Cloud City. She had never experienced a battle before and seeing such a scene for the first time made her feel scared, to the point where her body was shaking.

But even though her body was shaking and her face showed a look of fear she couldn’t hide, the moment this still-juvenile silver-haired elf pulled the bowstring, her arms stopped shaking.

A moon-white energy arrow slowly formed in the bowstring she’d pulled, gradually solidifying. Brilliant spirit runes appeared on this moon-white arrow, then, it emitted a breath that made Muria feel like she had a stab in the back.

Then, under Muria’s shocked gaze, five intricate and mysterious soul intent circles with unknown rules appeared beneath the petite silvermoon elf girl, slowly rotating.

“Boom!” Under Muria’s puzzled gaze, a faint moon-white energy spread from the elf girl, spreading to the immeasurable distance, sweeping over the bodies of all visible demons.

“Detection?” Muria recalled the light wave that had just swept over his body without causing him any harm, and asked the silver-haired elf uncertainly.

However, at this moment, the elven sister seemed to enter a very wonderful state, ignoring him completely. Muria noticed that not only was her hand no longer trembling, but her whole body had stopped shaking, and the color of fear on her face had completely disappeared.

“What is she planning to do!” Muria felt the terrifying power emanating from the moon-white arrow in the elf girl’s hand. He backed away subtly and silently conjured several layers of shields around himself.

If she unleashes this arrow, it will definitely kill a swath of demons. But if this elven girl has conjured this long arrow because she was provoked by his words… If she loses control and it explodes before she can fire it, Muria feels he might have to soak himself in the Pool of Life for a day.

Seeing Muria’s distrustful movements, the elven girl snorted lightly. Then, she raised her arm, aiming the Silver Moon arrow not at the hordes of demons but at the empty sky.

Seeing the elf’s actions, Muria’s eyes flickered momentarily. Suppressing his strong curiosity, he chose not to ask any questions.

“Whoosh!” The elven girl released the bowstring, and the dazzling silver light arrow flew into the sky like a silver moon. Its terrifying power drew the attention of many demons and made them stop in their tracks unknowingly.

“Buzz!” Muria looked up to the sky, where the silver moon split into numerous silver threads at a certain height. After that, these threads interlaced to form…

In an instant, a massive magic array covering nearly a thousand meters began to rotate slowly in the dark sky. It emitted a faint white light that shone down onto this blood-soaked land of death, producing a hazy moonlight that looked incredibly peaceful.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Staring at the moon-white magic array rotating slowly in mid-air, Muria was momentarily stunned. “What kind of archery technique is this?”

Just as Muria was expressing his astonishment, the group of demons enveloped by the faint moonlight went mad. The seemingly peaceful moonlight actually contained a bone-chilling intent to kill. Most demons may not be very intelligent, but their instinctive perception of danger still exists.

While the demons were roaring and trying to escape the range of the magic array, the magic array in mid-air activated. Semi-transparent arrows rained down like a downpour, their quantity staggering.

The semi-transparent moon-white energy arrows flew out of the magic array at an astonishing speed, leaving only silver trails in Muria’s eyes. For a moment, all Muria saw were the brilliant silver streaks across the sky.

In Muria’s field of vision and spiritual perception, apart from the mountain top where Muria and the elven girl stood, all other places were enveloped by this beautiful rain of arrows.

But along with this brilliant rain of arrows came a dense wave of horrific noises of flesh being pierced by sharp objects and the horrific cries of the demons. But these noises usually disappeared halfway through as they lost their lives, their vital points pierced.

Muria looked on in amazement. The arrows falling from the sky seemed chaotic, but each one had a target – they weren’t fired randomly. Muria saw many demons who were killed by having their heads pierced, and some special ones had their hearts pierced.

Cowardly Demons, Abyss Devouring Demons, Abyss Stealth Demons, Quasit Demons, Demon Hunting Spiders, Demon Hunting Spiders…All these demons were killed by piercing their vital parts. One like this, two like this… ten like this… a hundred like this… within the range of Muria’s spiritual perception, all the dead demons were like this.

Every arrow hit its target!

“So this is the most powerful archery technique of the Elf Race.” Muria gazed at the rain of arrows in front of him with astonishment, listening to the echoing cries of desperate wailing from the demons.

“What do you think?” The elf, her face slightly pale, looked at Muria with pride and a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes.

“It is a beautiful rain!” Muria looked up at the magic array above him, his face full of admiration. Then he looked around at the surrounding area littered with corpses and rivers of blood, “A wonderful scene. Every time I see something like this, I feel a genuine sense of pleasure.”

“Beautiful!” The elf girl only paid attention to the first part of Muria’s words, and this kind of comment made her show a trace of anger on her face.

But just as she was about to get angry, she saw Muria turn around, his dazzling golden pupils looking at her. Then, the black-haired, golden-eyed young man bowed respectfully:
“Teacher!”

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