CHAPTER 199: CHAPTER 199: SLAPPED TO DEATH

He was a Knight Level assassin, not top-tier combat power like a Great Knight.

But among adventurers, he was a somewhat 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.

"Meina! Stop!" Williams abruptly turned back to stop his companion, but unfortunately, Meina had already disappeared from his spot.

The next second, a humanoid shadow appeared behind Herag.

Upon closer inspection, it was Meina holding a dagger.

He aimed 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 someone as weak as you."

Recalling the past, Herag remembered when he was in the Jade Mountain Range, he wasn’t even a Knight and had no magic power.

At that time, he encountered a Knight Level assassin pursuit and killed him instead.

Meina 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 Meina even more disdainful, and he accelerated the dagger swiftly downward.

However, Meina found his dagger stopped a few centimeters from the neck.

There seemed to be something blocking his dagger.

Upon closer look, it was a thin membrane shimmering with various colors.

This membrane looked very transparent, if not for those colors, it would be completely invisible.

Upon failing with this move, Meina felt an ominous sensation rise in his heart.

Missing the attack, retreat at once.

This is the conventional strategy of an assassin.

Just as Meina wanted to retreat, Herag moved.

Herag grabbed Meina’s right hand that held the dagger, yanked hard, intending to pull all of Meina forward.

Unexpectedly, he didn’t pull the person over, only an arm, with blood gushing.

"Ah!"

A pained wail came from behind Meina.

Herag said deeply, "Sorry, didn’t expect you to be so weak, used a bit too much strength."

Meina 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 Meina’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 mean this person’s power has reached an extremely terrifying level.

It really looked like Herag accidentally tore off the arm.

This was what terrified Meina the most.

The giant man before him possessed power beyond his comprehension.

"Meina!"

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 deformed 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 meteorite 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 metal 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 me 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 Meina, clutching his wound, seemed numb to the pain.

At this moment, everyone looked at the corpse on the ground, then at Herag with vacant eyes.

After a brief stupor, immense 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 someone.

"I don’t need a reason to step on a few ants."

Herag’s earlier words echoed in everyone’s ears again.

At this moment, 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 moment, regaining some 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 me," Herag said in a deep voice.

Although he appeared large, giving the impression of being cumbersome.

The adventurers thought the same.

They had seen giants, whose strength indeed was great, but their movements were always slow.

At this moment, they just wanted to run and get out of this place.

Meina, having lost an arm, was the first to react, becoming invisible and starting to run frantically.

Herag stomped his foot, appearing behind Meina in an instant, and swung a punch at Meina’s back.

Meina abruptly accelerated, flying out and crashing against a distant cliff wall.

After the corpse slid down, it left a smear of blood on the cliff, like a mosquito smashed against a wall.

Seeing Herag chase after Meina, a glimmer 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 Meina 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.