He was a Knight Level assassin, not top-tier combat power like a Great Knight.
But among adventurers, he was a sowhat famous assassin.
When had he ever been so looked down upon?
The assassin drew out his dagger, crouched low, gave a cold glance at Herag, and then vanished.
"ina! Stop!" Williams abruptly turned back to stop his companion, but unfortunately, ina had already disappeared from his spot.
The next second, a humanoid shadow appeared behind Herag.
Upon closer inspection, it was ina holding a dagger.
He aid the dagger at Herag’s neck, trying to stab through the gap in the black armor.
Herag stood motionless, speaking deeply, "Even when I was an ordinary person, I killed soone as weak as you."
Recalling the past, Herag rembered when he was in the Jade Mountain Range, he wasn’t even a Knight and had no magic power.
At that ti, he encountered a Knight Level assassin pursuit and killed him instead.
ina naturally didn’t believe what Herag said and sneered contemptuously.
An ordinary person killing a Knight Level expert?
Do you think I’m an idiot?
Herag’s words made ina even more disdainful, and he accelerated the dagger swiftly downward.
However, ina found his dagger stopped a few centiters from the neck.
There seed to be sothing blocking his dagger.
Upon closer look, it was a thin mbrane shimring with various colors.
This mbrane looked very transparent, if not for those colors, it would be completely invisible.
Upon failing with this move, ina felt an ominous sensation rise in his heart.
Missing the attack, retreat at once.
This is the conventional strategy of an assassin.
Just as ina wanted to retreat, Herag moved.
Herag grabbed ina’s right hand that held the dagger, yanked hard, intending to pull all of ina forward.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t pull the person over, only an arm, with blood gushing.
"Ah!"
A pained wail ca from behind ina.
Herag said deeply, "Sorry, didn’t expect you to be so weak, used a bit too much strength."
ina clutched his wound with his left hand, looking at Herag in horror.
What kind of monster is this?
With just a seemingly casual pull, he tore off ina’s entire arm.
A normal person, with a bit more strength, might have just pulled the person over.
And tearing off an entire arm can only an this person’s power has reached an extrely terrifying level.
It really looked like Herag accidentally tore off the arm.
This was what terrified ina the most.
The giant man before him possessed power beyond his comprehension.
"ina!"
Seeing this scene, Williams couldn’t think much and charged with his giant sword, intent on saving his companion.
The broad giant sword, accompanied by a strong gust, slashed down fiercely towards Herag’s head.
Williams didn’t know if this strike would succeed, he could only go all out.
Herag, seemingly slowly, stretched out his hand, his large palm grasped the giant sword, and with a squeeze, the giant sword instantly deford and twisted.
Williams’ pupils constricted, and seeing this scene, his face showed an expression of disbelief.
His giant sword was crafted by the Dwarf’s craftsmanship, using teorite mixed with dragon blood, known as a divine weapon.
Williams, holding this giant sword, had cut through countless weapons.
But today, this incredibly hard, invincible giant sword was easily squeezed into scrap tal by this man before him with just a grip.
Herag yanked hard, easily snatched the giant sword from Williams’ hands, squeezed hard, breaking it into several pieces, muttering, "What’s this?"
He turned his head to glance at Williams, casually slapped over.
Seeing the slap quickly approaching his face, Williams wanted to dodge, but his body wouldn’t move.
Move!
Move!
What’s holding in place, is it magic?
A doubt flashed through Williams’ mind, wondering why he couldn’t dodge the slap.
Smack.
Herag’s slap landed on Williams’ head, instantly separating it from the neck and sending it flying.
As his head flew away, Williams suddenly realized, "I wasn’t immobilized; it was his speed, too fast..."
And with that, his consciousness completely plunged into darkness.
Thud!
Williams’ headless body crashed heavily onto the ground, making a dull sound.
The scene suddenly went silent, even ina, clutching his wound, seed numb to the pain.
At this mont, everyone looked at the corpse on the ground, then at Herag with vacant eyes.
After a brief stupor, imnse fear rose from the depths of their hearts.
Williams was dead.
Dead.
And he was slapped to death.
Everyone wondered if they were dreaming.
This scene shattered everyone’s understanding.
The Great Knight Level Williams was slapped to death, just like that.
He died so easily, without any ability to fight back.
Like a mosquito easily swatted dead by soone.
"I don’t need a reason to step on a few ants."
Herag’s earlier words echoed in everyone’s ears again.
At this mont, they finally understood.
Herag wasn’t arrogant; it was themselves in his eyes who really were ants.
Do you need a reason to step on an ant?
Indeed, you don’t; you just step on it if you want to.
Run!
You must run!
After the intense fear, the instinct of survival urged them to flee.
At this mont, regaining so rationality, they each chose a direction to run away.
So many people, going in different directions, it was just a matter of who had the bad luck.
"A wise choice, but it’s not applicable to ," Herag said in a deep voice.
Although he appeared large, giving the impression of being cumberso.
The adventurers thought the sa.
They had seen giants, whose strength indeed was great, but their movents were always slow.
At this mont, they just wanted to run and get out of this place.
ina, having lost an arm, was the first to react, becoming invisible and starting to run frantically.
Herag stomped his foot, appearing behind ina in an instant, and swung a punch at ina’s back.
ina abruptly accelerated, flying out and crashing against a distant cliff wall.
After the corpse slid down, it left a sar of blood on the cliff, like a mosquito smashed against a wall.
Seeing Herag chase after ina, a glimr of hope rose in the others’ hearts.
The valley exit was just in front of them; if they could just run a bit faster, they could escape.
But Herag’s speed far exceeded their expectations.
After punching ina dead, Herag didn’t pause at all, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with another adventurer fleeing in a different direction.
This person didn’t even have Knight Level strength, though even at Knight Level it made no difference.
With just an ordinary slap, Herag smashed this person away, leaving him lying on the ground without a sound.
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