NGNL: Can't humans do that

The atmosphere was pushed open.

The Werebeast five senses, which were already extremely sharp, had been strengthened to an incredible degree after the first blood damage, and now they were further strengthened. However, this was by no means a good thing. All the information collected from this expanded perception was poured into Asano Shirasu mind at this moment, and even his self-awareness was about to be submerged.

The extremely familiar feeling was exactly the familiar power that he had experienced briefly and deeply engraved in his mind.

The whole world seemed to explode in his mind. With an invisible bang, all the movements within a radius of more than 100 meters centered on Asano Shirasu were now under his control, as if a circular barrier had been erected. This small world had become his domain - every leaf, every dust, every movement was within his capture range, even to the point where he could count the number of them.

Asano Shirasu could see the flow of the wind, the direction of the floating dust, and even the particles could be distinguished.

He saw through everything, whether it was the current injuries and weaknesses of Orc in front of him, or... the monkey that was cautiously crawling and hiding behind the cliff behind him.

But he no longer had the chance to tear the monkey into pieces.

As early as the first blood damage, Asano Shirasu sense of threat was rising sharply, and now after the second blood damage, it has reached a point that is enough to sound the alarm in the Heart of Orc, who has been knocked unconscious and lost his mind at this moment.

Not even caring about the other two remaining Werebeast, the leader of the Orcs wanted to turn around and face such a threat - but how could he be in time?

If the first blood damage can barely last for five seconds, then the second blood damage can't even last for two seconds. Asano Shirasu life-and-death blow will be in this moment!

Bang! ! !

A deep pit was trampled on the ground, and two deep footprints were left in the center of the rock pit that was shattered like a spider web. But this was not enough. It was faster than the sound, and even ignored inertia and all physical laws. In this short distance, Asano Shirasu even bent his knees and stepped hard in the air. The air that should have been invisible was forcibly condensed into a solid substance in front of this inhuman speed and power.

The condensed atmosphere rubbed, burned, and spread like a circle of smoke. A bright red figure was much faster than lightning, and it had already touched the thick neck of Orc before the sound spread, and then-tear!

A sharp explosion!

Just like a fountain, Orc's blood sprayed into the sky wantonly, and he didn't care about his injuries or his life from the bottom of his Heart. The leader of Orc just turned his head carelessly and rushed towards the blood-red figure.

He had already got what he wanted.

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It's over.

Su'er silently counted three hundred in his Heart... and then counted three hundred again.

Since the last loud noise just now, there has been no abnormal sound for six hundred counts.

Trying to stretch his neck in the cracks of the stone, Su'er tilted his head hard, letting his still normal ear listen to the outside world, catching any sound coming from the outside world - it never existed.

Except for the endless wind blowing, Su'er heard nothing.

With an uncertain face, Su'er was Sure that the Werebeast would not send reinforcements again in the short term. After all, they still had to retain their strength in the tribe and could not consume all of it here, but...

Su'er finally decided to sneak over and take another look at the battlefield, just one look, as long as he could see the corpse of the white-haired Werebeast.

To be honest, he was too lazy to hide his body. Anyway, no matter how hard he tried to hide, if there were still Werebeast Surviving in the battlefield, with their special precautions and search, Su'er would never be able to hide completely.

Climbing to the crevice where he had just observed the entire battlefield, Su'er looked expectantly, looking for that guy - no?

Su'er couldn't believe his eyes.

Already evacuated? ! ! !

With his Heart pounding, Su'er quickly counted the number of Werebeast corpses in the battlefield. Before he threw the stone at the end, he had counted the specific number of people, but this job was naturally difficult - the Orks tore the Werebeast too small.

And those who were spread out like pancakes... Su'er face was livid as he pieced together the appearance of the dead in his mind.

The entire battlefield seemed like a meat grinder made of flesh and blood. It was no longer a hellish scene that could be described by the simple word "tragic". Even the bodies of both sides could not be guaranteed to be intact.

Counting, counting once, and counting again, the doubts in Su'er Heart not only did not decrease, but increased.

There was no shortage, the number of bodies was correct, so why couldn't he find that guy?

Climbing down the cliff carefully, Su'er got closer to the center of the battlefield.

Ah, finally.

Under such close observation, Su'er finally found the guy he was looking for.

His whole body was stained red with blood. In the center of the battlefield, next to the shattered corpse of the huge Ork, Asano Shirasu sat there, motionless.

It's no wonder that Su'er couldn't recognize him several times. This once white-haired Werebeast has changed his appearance. One of his wolf ears has disappeared. Even his beautiful white hair has been stained with blood, and it has a black luster and hardened. It has changed color from the root. The armor on his body has also disappeared, leaving only a few fragments hanging casually on his body. His broken arms and missing legs make him perfectly blend into this hell of flesh and blood... After all, everyone is just a broken corpse.

Without approaching easily, Su'er stood in the distance and looked at the once white-haired Werebeast.

There were strange scorch marks on the broken legs, as if they were burned by flames and wrinkled into a ball. There was no blood, but it looked like charcoal.

The Werebeast and the Orks all died here. This is the conclusion Su'er made on this battlefield.

If Asano Shirasu sneak attack plan had succeeded, there might still be a few people left on the Werebeast side, but unfortunately there is no if in this world.

Su'er was proud of his exquisite throw at that time. It seems that the training he put in during his free time in the settlement was not in vain.

Asano Shirasu was dead, and his body was right in front of him. The heavy stone that weighed on Su'er Heart was finally removed, and even breathing became easier.

Su'er felt a sense of relief from the bottom of his Heart at this moment.