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As Duan Shuai's words echoed, someone on the other side let out a soft laugh, and then Ross raised his hand, releasing an arrow.
He used the Cold Iron Arrowhead again, but this time he employed a special ability of the arrow. It allowed the arrowhead to collide with the tail of another arrow, generating a powerful impact. At that moment, when the speed reached its peak, the force of the collision made it impossible for the opponent to evade or react in time, resulting in a brutal penetration into their body.
Ross had often used such techniques before, but this time he was determined to execute it properly. Usually, he would only use it for fun during practice and rarely in actual combat due to his mindset. The oppressive atmosphere on-site often disrupted his focus. However, thinking about it now, it didn't matter much.
With the bow drawn like a crescent moon, this shot carried considerable power and determination. The arrow was aimed at a Flame Skeleton that had just emerged from the fire, exuding a chilling aura and the scent of burnt metal. The sight of it struggling amidst the flames was somewhat terrifying.
Before long, Ross realized he couldn't maintain this state for too long. After gathering strength, he released his fingers and quickly drew another arrow from his quiver behind him. He continued to shoot another Feather arrow in the same manner. The two arrows collided, and immediately afterward, one of them pierced directly into the center of the skeleton's chest, embedding itself deep within.
The skeleton swayed slightly backward; it seemed Ross's attack had some effect. At that moment, Duan Shuai had already grabbed a Submachine Gun from the ground and unleashed a barrage of bullets. The gunfire rained down like a storm, with bullets crashing into the fire pit and creating numerous craters. It appeared that if the bullets were slightly larger, they might have been even more effective.
However, one Flame Skeleton had already regained its composure and charged through the hail of bullets. With its fierce momentum, it was only a matter of time before it would reach them. The sharp white spear it wielded was battered but still retained its lethal penetrating power.
Given the spear's length compared to Xiong Tai's body, it was merely a fraction of its original size. Yet even if its effectiveness seemed diminished, it could still easily penetrate Armor and pierce vital organs deep within. Although it didn't exit through Xiong Tai's back, the sharp attack severely damaged his intact Armor. Clearly, if there wasn't some degree of effectiveness behind this thought process, such results wouldn't be possible.
It was important to note that these skeletons possessed Spirit qualities; thus their physical capabilities were limitless while their attacks remained fixed. Even if a spear were reduced to just an inch long, it could still unleash true spear-like power—essentially rendering length irrelevant.
Fortunately, both sides maintained a considerable distance from each other. In this situation, failing to engage promptly would surely lead to casualties. Freyr realized this and began to sprint forward at lightning speed; this description perfectly captured his current state.
Reaching a certain velocity allowed him to harness inertia and impact as some of the strongest weapons in existence. Although this speed was renowned for increasing in power with distance run, his towering human form radiated an intensity that surpassed that of many ordinary individuals.
The momentum of two swords also surged forward rapidly; under such an approach from afar to near, they swiftly carved out two streams of golden light.
"Bang."
The sound of collision echoed as the two strikes gained a noticeable increase in force. Although there was no fundamental enhancement compared to the last time, the scene now resembled that of Duan Shuai, with the steel gradually becoming incredibly expanded. The density beneath the steel had indeed decreased significantly, and with one strike, the internal structure of the skeleton became considerably more fragile.
The blade recoiled slightly, and then both figures slowly bounced back. Two sharp imprints formed on the skeleton's chest, one a long gash extending from the chest down to the abdomen, targeting a specific point. If an ordinary person suffered such a severe injury, they would undoubtedly be unable to stand.
But this creature was not a living being; it could hardly be classified as such. Existing in the form of an Undead skeleton, it was referred to by outsiders as a soul or a ghost. Perhaps this is how ghosts gradually became known to many; they might be considered a type of being, yet under different circumstances, these entities exhibited many distinct traits that could only form under special conditions or in specific environments.
No one knew what these beings consumed or how they survived because humanity showed little interest in such matters. They only recognized that these entities appeared during certain periods, evoking great terror among humans. It was said that they fed on human malice or resentment, devouring these invisible elements as their sustenance, influenced by some magnetic force.
Conversely, it was clear that damage had been inflicted, and this wound could not heal. The skeleton sensed the change in its condition and looked down, becoming even more ferocious as it lunged forward.
Having achieved an effect, Freyr felt this should be an opportunity. With that thought, Freyr activated Gene Lock fully, entering the third stage where his abilities underwent a qualitative transformation. With this change propelling him forward, his attacks became unpredictable.
If the skeleton could speak, it would likely utter something akin to "What the hell?"
Freyr's speed seemed to have increased significantly. In this situation, he maintained a specific ability while the skeleton's reflexes were indeed impressive; however, it could not keep up with his speed. Another strike landed on its abdomen, followed by a cut along the joint of its arm where it was vulnerable. The Black Iron Skeleton's arms were severed under this assault.
The momentum of the attack had clearly intensified. Under such forceful impact, the Black Iron Skeleton collapsed heavily to the ground. Freyr exerted force on its spine and then yanked hard, pulling off its elongated trapezoidal head in one swift motion.
It was evident that this skeleton had lost its ability to move. Meanwhile, another Black Iron Skeleton with an arrow lodged in its chest soon found its head reduced by a quarter due to the force of the arrow. As it lost so much mass, it too began to topple down.
Two remaining Black Iron Skeletons appeared extremely serious as they maneuvered their arms and charged toward him in an encirclement.
"One for me, one for you!" Freyr shouted at that moment, his hands transforming into a flash of lightning as he charged forward.
(End of Chapter)
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