Chapter 109: Chapter 109
In Orario’s Central Park, near the entrance to the Dungeon, a rumbling sound shook the ground.
"Move, move, move!"
A domineering, piercing voice kept ringing out.
Adventurers along the road were often sent flying before they even understood what had happened, crashing to the ground with their bones nearly falling apart.
"Bastard! You—"
The adventurer had only just opened his mouth before he immediately shut it.
Because standing in front of him was a two-meter-tall Amazoness with a toad-like face.
Phryne Jamil.
"M-Man-Eater?"
The male adventurer nearly wet himself on the spot, terrified that this brutal Man-Eater would drag him away.
If that happened, even death would become a luxury.
But Phryne merely glanced at him before striding toward the city, carrying a blond Renard girl in Far Eastern clothing over her shoulder.
"What exactly is she trying to do?"
The passersby were all left with question marks over their heads.
Rumble—
Phryne sprinted at full speed, kicking up dust and sparks along the way.
She herself was used to this speed, so there was no problem. But the Renard girl on her shoulder could not take it anymore and pleaded quietly.
"Phryne-sama, could you slow down just a little? I... I can’t take much more."
"SHUT UP!"
Phryne cut her off roughly and barked in a cold voice.
"My dream man has already appeared, waiting for me to conquer him! I don’t have time to crawl around like a turtle with you."
"But..."
The Renard girl still wanted to say something, but Phryne covered her mouth, leaving her unable to speak at all.
...
"Wha—"
Aisha and the others were stunned.
Their mouths opened so wide that they could have fit a fist inside.
If this had been another situation, such a cute reaction might have excited plenty of lechers.
But right now, no one had the spare attention to care.
Everyone gaze was fixed on Kiriya’s Wood Release clones.
"Just a friendly reminder. These guys’ hand to hand combat level is the same as mine." Kiriya spoke gently.
It was as if someone had pressed "play" on the world again, and everything came alive once more.
"You’re joking, right? These... how is there so many Kiriyas?"
"He just said every single one of them has his close combat level?"
"It’s a trick! This has to be a trick!"
"Exactly!"
"Hmph, they’re all just for show probably."
The adventurers chattered nonstop. It was hard to tell whether they were trying to convince others or comfort themselves.
The gods were much simpler.
They looked at Kiriya with eyes that almost seemed to burn.
This boy always brought them surprises.
They really wanted him!
"Hestia, what exactly is that?"
Hermes looked delighted as he asked Hestia beside him.
Hestia: "(⊙ˍ⊙)"
’How would I know? If you ask me, who am I supposed to ask?’
Although that was what she thought, she absolutely could not show weakness on the surface.
So Hestia coughed lightly and pretended to be mysterious.
"Well, it’s just a little technique Kiriya discovered on his own for using magic. Nothing worth mentioning."
...
"Riveria, what do you think of those... clones?" Finn asked Orario’s strongest mage beside him.
"They’re strong..."
Riveria’s expression was serious.
"Every one of them has the exact same presence as a living person. Even their magic aura is identical."
"What?"
The others were all shocked.
Did that not mean Kiriya had truly created a whole group of living "Kiriyas"?
One Kiriya was already terrifying enough.
If forty of them moved together...
The image was so absurdly dangerous that they did not even dare imagine it!
"Don’t be afraid. He’s only bluffing." Aisha said loudly.
"A mere illusion can’t possibly beat our trained bodies and skills."
Many of her companions already had pale lips, but they were still seasoned fighters.
Hearing Aisha’s words, they forced themselves to gather their spirits.
"Charge!"
At Aisha’s command, all the Berbera rushed toward those "illusions."
Seeing this, Kiriya’s clones all laughed at the same time, then each began using their own methods.
One moved like a battle-hungry demon, throwing punches that burst out like explosive impact cannons.
Another was like a certain beast of martial arts, swinging nunchaku as he charged in.
Another planted himself in a Bruce lee stance and shouted, "Brucelee, Kiriya," before cutting straight down the centerline.
Another struck a pose and unleashed seven consecutive kicks in the air, recreating the "Shadowless Kick."
For a time, the arena bloomed with all kinds of fighting styles.
The clones seemed possessed by drama itself, each giving himself far too much screen time.
Those famous scenes that lived in Kiriya’s memories were vividly recreated using his current Level 3 physical abilities.
Aisha and her companions had originally thought these clones were only empty shells, but the moment they clashed, they knew they had been terribly wrong.
That fierce strength, that polished technique, that nimble response and seamless adaptation...
What kind of illusion was this?
These were clearly Kiriya himself!
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
After a dizzying display of techniques, Aisha and her companions were completely defeated.
The bumps on their heads were larger and brighter than the last!
Kiriya casually stacked them into a small human mountain.
"You’re really not good enough. I haven’t even put in any effort, and you’re already down."
Kiriya looked dissatisfied.
"With how weak your strength is, how do you have the nerve to act tough out here?"
The surrounding audience: "???"
Could that really be called weak?
Those women were not random cabbages picked up from the roadside.
They were genuine Level 3 adventurers ffs!
Outside Orario, they would be powerful fighters capable of influencing a nation’s fate. Even within Orario, they were high-end combat forces for many large Familias.
But here, they had been beaten flat by a pile of "clones" and stacked casually like trash.
Were Level 3 adventurers too weak?
No.
Kiriya was simply too strong!
"Hey, handsome boy, what Level are you now?"
A woman shouted loudly, and everyone else immediately turned to look at Kiriya.
If a Level 2 could have this kind of strength, then they might as well all jump into a river.
"Oh my, how did you know I leveled up to Level 3?"
Kiriya waved his hand with an infuriating expression that practically screamed, ’Low profile.’
"I was just lucky. I leveled up earlier tonight."
The very air seemed to froze.
Many people stared blankly at the boy on the arena, their minds going empty.
Just like that... he was Level 3?
For a moment, jealousy, anger, and countless other emotions surged through them like a tide, but in the end, all of it faded into silence.
Only a deep sense of powerlessness gripped their hearts.
Living in the same era as a monster like him was their greatest misfortune.
"He... became stronger again."
Riveria sighed in amazement, while Ais’s expression turned complicated.
’What do I have to do to become as strong as you?’
"Ugahahahaha! Level 3? Now that’s what makes you worthy of being my husband!"
At that moment, a thunderous voice exploded from above.
A huge, imposing figure crossed the sky and landed heavily on the arena, smashing the ground into a deep depression.
Phryne had arrived!
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