The Condemnation Hunter stared in shock as a figure with glowing red eyes, pitch black all over, wielding a giant scythe, descended from the sky.
Before it could react, Derick's avatar swung its scythe, splitting the Condemnation Hunter in half.
"This time, consider it revenge."
While continuing to swing the scythe to dismember the Condemnation Hunter, ensuring it was completely incapacitated, Derick muttered fiercely.
After dismembering the Condemnation Hunter, Derick extended the avatar's hand, preparing to absorb and devour the corpse.
The avatar's pitch-black hand instantly transformed into countless black threads, decisively enveloping the Condemnation Hunter's body. Soon, the hunter's body turned to ash, completely vanishing within the layers of black threads.
As the Condemnation Hunter's corpse was absorbed, Derick felt a series of archery techniques and skills appear in his mind. These skills originated from the Condemnation Hunter, and now, through absorption, they all belonged to Derick.
Drawing the bow, aiming, shooting...
Derick felt as if his mind and arms had gained hundreds of years of shooting experience. Before, on Earth, he hadn't even visited an archery club, but now he believed he could win a medal in archery at the Olympics if he returned to Earth.
Besides these skills, Derick's avatar and main body also gained some energy. However, because the Condemnation Hunter itself didn't have much energy, and after the loss during absorption, the energy reaching Derick's avatar and main body was even less.
Better than nothing, he supposed.
Derick wasn't very happy. But thinking he could continue hunting other minions of Nikador later, accumulating strength and energy, Derick still felt quite motivated.
He controlled the avatar to pick up the Condemnation Hunter's bow, preparing to use it in the next fight. Glancing into the distance, he saw a huge figure running towards him.
It was a Condemnation Gladiator.
"Alright, now I can thoroughly avenge myself for earlier."
Derick controlled the avatar to hide again in a concealed spot. When the Condemnation Gladiator came near, Derick estimated the distance, drew the bowstring taut, and quickly appeared in front of the gladiator.
With the Condemnation Hunter's archery skills, Derick was confident he could accurately hit the Condemnation Gladiator even from afar. But looking at the gladiator's sturdy body, Derick wasn't sure about the damage potential after hitting it.
He had to ensure sufficient damage.
So he tried the 'five-step face shot' technique. When the Condemnation Gladiator was five steps away, Derick quickly drew his bow and shot an arrow accurately into the gladiator's face.
At such close range, and with a precise hit to the face, the Condemnation Gladiator's head instantly exploded halfway. Derick had the avatar put the bow aside, then picked up the scythe and charged at the Condemnation Gladiator again.
One swing of the scythe directly beheaded the Condemnation Gladiator. After the beheading, Derick performed the series of operations again: dismemberment and absorption of the gladiator.
"Now, I've also mastered the Condemnation Gladiator's boxing and wrestling techniques. I guess I have some close combat abilities now. Unfortunately, for my main body's delicate teenage physique, these close combat abilities are still a bit risky."
Derick thought silently, feeling the wrestling techniques transmitted through his body.
Picking up the bow again, Derick prepared to wait and see if any new enemies would appear.
After waiting for a while, Derick sensed new footsteps approaching. He controlled the avatar to draw the bow, ready for another ambush. However, as soon as he drew the string, he saw the approaching enemies clearly and quickly put the bow away.
This time, it wasn't just one enemy, but seven or eight Condemnation Gladiators and three Condemnation Hunters. Such a large squad was not something Derick's current avatar could handle.
He had to retreat.
Derick controlled the avatar to withdraw.
As he retreated, Derick wondered:
What exactly is this place? Why are there so many of Nikador's minions? Don't tell me I've found their main base, Castrum Kremnos?
Due to the great distance, the connection between Derick's avatar and main body was only a vague sensation. Derick was also unfamiliar with the geography of Amphoreus, so naturally, he didn't know where his avatar was.
Controlling the avatar to find a relatively safe place, Derick decided to let it rest for a bit.
Closing the avatar's perspective, Derick's eyes saw the ceiling of the house. Glancing sideways, he could still see Castorice's sleeping face.
Quiet, cute, well-behaved.
This was Derick's impression as he watched Castorice sleep.
Her feet shifted slightly, the white silk rubbing against each other making a faint sound. Softly, it reached Derick's ears, accompanying his rest.
While listening to the sound, Derick reviewed the various archery and wrestling techniques in his mind. Although the skills had entered his mind, mastering them completely still required practice.
After resting for a while, Derick felt his stomach rumbling with hunger. He quietly got up, left the room, intending to buy some food.
...
Hmm? What's that smell? So fragrant?
Castorice woke up to the aroma of food.
Opening her eyes, she saw several freshly baked pastries on the table beside her bed.
Castorice looked up and saw Derick currently eating a pastry. Seeing Castorice awake, he quickly said to her, "I got hungry earlier, so I went out and bought some pastries. They're still hot, hurry up and eat."
The meat pies in Amphoreus were actually quite good. Even though Derick's hometown was famous for meat pies, eating Okhema's meat pies still felt very nice.
A trace of bewilderment appeared on Castorice's lovely face. She wasn't quite used to being treated like this, but she quickly adapted, picked up a meat pie, and started eating small bites.
"Thank you, Lord Derick."
Hearing this address, Derick said to Castorice, "We'll be living together for a long time. Calling me 'Lord' all the time feels strange. Castorice, just call me Derick. Otherwise, I'll have to call you Lady Castorice."
"This... alright."
Castorice hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
The two quickly finished the pastries and drank a glass of juice. After eating, Castorice glanced at the time and said to Derick, "Derick, we've rested enough now. Let me take you to find Lord Phainon and Lord Mydei."
"I understand."
Although Derick had acquired the Condemnation Gladiator's wrestling skills and the Condemnation Hunter's archery, compared to Phainon and Mydei, his own gap was enormous. He absolutely needed to learn their combat techniques well.
So, Derick and Castorice tidied themselves up and left the room, heading towards Okhema's training grounds.
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