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In this moment of inner struggle, many unimaginable events unfolded before him.
What were those creatures emerging from the dark mist beneath the ground? Some of them were nothing but piles of bones, adorned with bony armor. They wielded shields made of bone and arrows that resembled ribs, looking like they could barely inflict any harm, yet they were still quite terrifying.
However, he felt a strange familiarity with these beings. At first, he wondered what they could be, but upon closer inspection, he realized they were the long spikes discovered near the Xiong Tai's filthy apparatus. They looked like bones, yet their hardness was comparable to ivory. He couldn't comprehend how they could penetrate so deeply into the body.
Seeing these Bone Army members, he couldn't understand why they had remained hidden until now. Were these not the same types of creatures that had attacked Xiong Tai earlier? Their forms appeared so clumsy that even walking seemed to risk twisting an ankle, and their speed was far from impressive.
They must have relied on gravitational forces to exhaust their energy, gradually wearing down their fighting spirit using Human Wave Tactics. Judging by the traces left behind, it had likely taken them over ten hours to reach this point. They must have endured considerable hardship during that time.
Freyr thought about it; weren't they also struggling just as much? After all, he had only added one more person to their ranks. In such a dire situation, releasing someone to fight might result in death. With this thought in mind, it seemed that the battle would continue for a while longer.
The first wave of attacks began as countless Golden Arrows transformed into streams of light shooting forth. The massive tailwind carried immense force, approaching the speed of a laser; it would be difficult for any human to evade such an assault. Yet for Freyr, everything was vividly clear before his eyes. Although he could see it all unfolding, there would be no time to dodge.
The Bone Army was equally unprepared for the onslaught. As the arrows struck, their bones shattered upon impact. The Gilded Feather continued to fly outwards, effectively crushing skeletons within a five-meter radius with each volley.
The barrage of arrows persisted, and their speed became uncontrollable once released. Thus, Freyr dared not approach too closely; otherwise, he might become a target himself. He wasn't at risk of being killed by such arrows just yet.
Even if his soft armor were pierced by an Alchemical Arrow, it would likely succumb to the tearing force and twist into a tangled mess. Muscle tissue was even less resilient; if steel could be shattered by such arrows, then muscle—having a density less than rubber—would stand no chance.
Although his muscles could continue to perform remarkably well as long as he kept growing stronger—eventually becoming as hard as steel—the process was incredibly brutal. It resembled the training in Muay Thai Fighting, where one first conditioned their muscles against sandbags. Once their resistance reached a certain level, they would strike trees as thick as three adult arms combined with their bare bodies to develop greater durability.
The final step was crucial: colliding muscle against steel blocks. The resilience there was impressive. By the end of this process, after repeated impacts, the collagen in his bones would become tougher, and his fingers would sharpen like steel rods.
After that, there were other targets. Ordinary people might suffer some wear and tear from such intense training, as their bodies would reach a breaking point and enter a state of backlash. This is why athletic events in the human world rarely employ such methods to train their athletes. However, in the world of hunters, where only the strong survive by the law of the jungle, there are many whose finger joints are as tough as steel. Even so, at a higher level, there exist beings even more powerful than them.
"Be careful; don't let the arrows hit me, or I might be done for," Freyr shouted. He stood guard beside his companion, the two maintaining a back-to-back defensive posture. With only the two of them, they also had to be wary of other skeletal foes approaching to attack the two individuals on the ground.
One of those two was out of his mind, while the other was sleeping like a dead pig—truly hopeless. Freyr shook his head helplessly. The long knife in his hand sliced through the air like flowing water, each strike infused with Immense Strength. The current gravity was quite oppressive, yet he still managed to display remarkable speed under such conditions; perhaps this was due to the influence of his Gene Endowment.
"Mingjing Water Blade Style~~"
With one strike, the approaching skeletons were shattered into pieces. But don’t think that was the end of it; after this attack, he employed two advanced techniques taught by Miyamoto Master—the Dual Daggers technique. This was originally a secret from Miyamoto Musashi, but through fragmented scrolls, he finally understood why these techniques had remained unmastered for so many years.
It is said that Miyamoto Musashi's arm strength was astonishing, allowing him to incorporate both profound power and quick anticipation into his sword techniques. The combination of these two elements had reached an invincible level; in that societal order, all wandering swordsmen would bow before him.
The unique dual techniques possessed an unbeatable swordplay. While ordinary people could indeed achieve speed, they lacked sufficient power behind their strikes, rendering them mere showpieces. Conversely, those who only possessed strength would not achieve the necessary speed either; this was far from enough since most swordsmen would focus on speed and at least combine speed with power—drawing their blades with swiftness and striking with rapidity.
However, this was merely an entry-level guideline for typical swordsmen. Freyr's Aterkan Longsword was an exceptionally sharp weapon; he chose this knife partly because it had undergone countless refinements to achieve its razor-sharp edge. Such quality blades were rare, which is why he opted for a knife instead of relying on his former sword as his weapon of choice.
The reason lies in the fundamental differences between knives and swords: swords excel at thrusting while knives are heavier and better suited for larger-handed users. Additionally, a knife’s slicing power is significantly greater than that of a thrust. Freyr needed to integrate some sword techniques into his dual knives; thus, his attacks transcended mere dual techniques.
This was his own style: Swift Heart Sword Style.
His attacks could whirl like a tornado, and his stamina had been trained to be quite rapid. In close combat, he could also use Time Bond to enhance his abilities, ensuring that each strike achieved an element of surprise.
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