Firefly Journey

On the cliff, as the small insect resembling the body of an evil god fled, His control failed. The giant on the mountaintop regained some of his sanity, but some remnants remained.

The pollution left behind eroded its mental state, making it irritable and constantly pounding the ground to vent its emotions, its face contorted in pain.

The arrival of Lumer and the others made the giant on the mountaintop even more enraged. It roared wildly, and its roar echoed through the valley.

Within a radius of several miles, the magical beasts that originally lived here all fled, fearing that they would be wiped out by this mentally chaotic overlord of the mountains.

"To be honest, it's also one of the victims," ​​Jonathan said with a sigh.

“We are all victims, but it is the most seriously affected. As His Excellency the Great Teacher said, we cannot guarantee that it will not attack nearby villages and towns in its current mental state,” Lu Mo said.

In the past, although the mountaintop giants were violent, they knew where their limits were and never ventured out of the Yedeen Mountains to cause trouble.

Things are different now. The residual spiritual pollution from the evil god has seriously interfered with its actions. Regardless of whether it attacks residential areas, the potential threat cannot be allowed to exist, and all risks must be eliminated.

Strictly speaking, the mountaintop giant in its current state is a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment.

No, it won't be long. Incited by the evil god's corruption, it will immediately head towards nearby villages and towns.

“Don’t feel guilty about dealing with it. Think about Macaulay. Do you want more people to become like him?” Lumer pulled out his pistol and began loading bullets.

The werewolf from the Debasa Empire sighed, his thick fingers bearing sharp, long fingernails.

The group had limited contact with Macaulay, consisting of only a few gatherings, but they were somewhat aware of his background.

Resources are scarce in the northern tundra, and the inhabitants there have to make tremendous efforts to survive.

Given McCauley's abilities, he could easily have gone south to find a good job and wouldn't have to continue living in the barren tundra with the cold winds.

But regardless of race, sometimes one is born with responsibilities. McCauley is the son of the chieftain of the Frost Trolls of the Tundra, and now the chieftain himself. He cannot abandon his people to integrate into a more prosperous land.

The rabbit mourns the fox's death; if Lumer and the others were replaced by Macaulay, I believe they would make the same choice.

Such an extraordinary person who chose to take on responsibility deserves respect. However, it was precisely this responsibility that led him to travel far and wide, seeking the well-being of his people, and ultimately he collapsed in a foreign land.

Jonathan, who followed the path of the God of War, was a "fighter" who excelled in close combat. Combined with his werewolf racial talents, he was the first to charge forward.

The mountaintop giant, in a state of madness, was looking for someone to vent his frustrations on when Jonathan conveniently appeared, which was a stroke of bad luck.

Roar!

With a roar, the mountaintop giant charged forward with the force of thunder. Jonathan calmly responded; he knew that it would be unwise to confront a demigod-level creature known for its physical strength head-on.

Bang!

A bullet struck the berserk mountaintop giant perfectly, but failed to stop its advance. Faced with its powerful defenses, the attack was merely a tickle.

Although the bullets couldn't penetrate the giant's body on the mountaintop, they did cause it to pause slightly. Jonathan, who was always paying attention to the situation, was well aware of Lumer's intentions.

Taking advantage of the giant's less than one-second pause on the mountaintop, the werewolf Jonathan extended his claws, turned his foot, and flashed to the giant's side.

The sharp wolf claws pounced into the giant's skin, but unlike bullets, this claw tore a wound in its skin, causing blood to flow.

In some respects, the werewolf's physique is on par with that of the mountain giant!

Apart from Jonathan, the other hunters were not good at close combat, so they all set up their formations and provided ranged support using their own methods.

"Gentlemen, we'd better finish this quickly," Lumer said.

The giant on the mountaintop was already incredibly strong, far surpassing humans in physical prowess. In its frenzied state fueled by residual pollution, it showed almost no signs of fatigue. If this continued, the group would be completely outmatched.

While agreeing with Lumer's view, everyone sighed inwardly.

It's astonishing that so many people were struggling to defeat the giant on the mountaintop, while Cassius Bello had previously toyed with him all by himself. This can only mean that the Great Teacher of Wisdom was incredibly powerful, almost reaching the level of a god.

Since the goal is to achieve a swift victory, then we must go all out. Lumer sheathed his pistol, and a metal ring had appeared on his arm at some point.

As a "demolition expert," his forte is not gunfights, but rather the use of various explosives to destroy the enemy.

That night, in his battle against Orlando, his profession was naturally countered, and his defeat was inevitable. This was because, although the "Explosives Expert" could easily create a massive explosion and level an area, his abilities were completely ineffective once he was in close combat.

Now, this problem no longer exists.

Jonathan the werewolf drew fire from the front lines, giving him ample time to prepare.

Cracks appeared in the metal ring, which then began to deform, covering Lumer's left arm and turning it into a mobile launcher.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several miniature projectiles were fired from the reassembled circular launcher, bombarding the area.

Jonathan reacted quickly and cleverly abandoned his target and fled before the shells arrived.

boom!

The cannonball struck the giant on the mountaintop, and the powerful alchemical weapon pierced its skin, causing its outer layer of skin to peel off rapidly.

efficient!

Seeing this, the others also gave it their all.

Suddenly, strange phenomena such as wind, fire, thunder, and lightning descended simultaneously, blasting the giant on the mountaintop into a sieve.

"All right."

After saying this, Cassius, who was crouching at a distance, turned and left.

Unaware of what was going on, Lin Yuanran stood up and asked in confusion, "Isn't it over yet?"

“We already have the results,” Wind Chime said. “With their combined efforts, the mountaintop giant cannot survive.”

Cassius smiled slightly: "That's right. What you need to learn is just their methods. The more familiar you are with them, the better you'll be. In the future, you might encounter enemies with the same 'profession' as them, so you won't be caught off guard."

So that's how it is, you're familiar with supernatural powers...

Lin Yuanran nodded silently. He couldn't get involved in that kind of battle. Cassius brought them here simply to broaden their horizons.

The three teachers and students moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Pack up and head back to school tomorrow. I bet Long Ying misses the meat in the cafeteria too."

This was said to the wind chimes; the next sentence was for Lin Yuanran.

“Alio Morris, I hope to see you in St. Louis this late summer.”

The implication is that you need to earn 1 crystal coin during this period.

Lin Yuanran said hesitantly, "I think I will."

Cassius smiled and said, "I heard there's a traveling merchant in the tavern. Perhaps we can achieve our goal through him."

Piero? That's a good idea. I'll ask him about it later.

After thinking it over, Lin Yuanran decided to go back and prepare to leave immediately. No matter what method he used, he had to earn the tickets before the registration deadline.

Only in this way can we see a glimmer of hope to go home.

Bang!

A deafening roar came from the mountains behind them, signifying that the mountaintop giant, corrupted by the evil god, had finally met his ancestor, the Titan.