Chapter 324

Temporarily forgetting those muscle-bound giants who would definitely have nightmares after seeing them, Frieren began to size up the burly man in front of her named Raoh.

He looked about twenty-five years old, with short gray-white hair, an oppressive gaze, and a physique taller than anyone she had ever seen. He was awe-inspiring and powerful, like the most magnificent mountain in the world. He couldn't be called handsome, but rather domineering. His bronze skin and muscles were full of the temperament of a "strong man" and "super brother."

Frieren looked at Jia Ji, who was spouting nonsense, with a questioning gaze. Unless this tower-like strong man "Raoh" was also like her, spending his whole life deceiving demons, suppressing his magic power fluctuations from beginning to end, or even being able to hide it completely...

What is a mage of the Hard Fist?

This is definitely the top-tier warrior!

And that guy who was muttering and didn't know what he was saying... Frieren now suspected that everything the other party said was fooling her. There was no new magic at all, right?

"Hahahahahaha!"

After hearing what his third younger brother said, Raoh suddenly raised his head and laughed. The sound shook the heavens and the earth, causing the entire hall and everything inside to tremble involuntarily, like an earthquake. Everyone's heartbeat skipped a beat.

Facing such a shocking scene, the silver-haired elf still maintained her usual poker face, without much emotional fluctuation, but her curiosity about the status quo was not reduced at all, but rather became more vigorous.

This was also a common characteristic of humans in their world. No matter what they encountered, they remained calm and rational. They would not express their overly enthusiastic love, nor would they show obvious anger, but would hide everything deep in their hearts, unknown to outsiders.

Therefore, Frieren rarely saw the high-spirited emotions that the men of the Super Beidou revealed nakedly and unreservedly.

If you love, you must love more than anyone else; if you hate, you must hate to the bone. It was like a meteor shining brightly and burning violently in the atmosphere.

"Well, let me show you my 'Mahou'!"

Simple and clear, the boss of the Super Beidou took the lead, striding out with his strong steps, and behind him was a group of martial artists with the same curiosity.

Frieren didn't know why, but she followed the crowd out. Perhaps she also wanted to see what kind of magic this giant from another world could use.

Arriving at an open area, Raoh stopped, stood in place, slowly raised his hands, and aimed them at the sky.

Dark clouds pressed low over the earth. It was mid-September, and a light drizzle was falling from the sky. A cool breeze blew, taking away the last bit of stuffiness of the end of the century.

Boom!

A fierce air explosion sound, followed by circles of golden fighting spirit shockwaves expanding with Raoh as the center. The originally calm air suddenly set off stormy waves, fluctuating violently, and the sound expanded outward.

That vast power boiled up, surging from his body, and energy condensed in his palms. Raoh said word by word: "North... Star..."

The momentum spread crazily, blowing the surrounding dust and sand into the sky. Even though they were a hundred zhang away, many people had to assume a stance to stabilize their bodies so they wouldn't be blown away.

"————!"

Frieren's pupils shrank sharply at the same time. She raised her staff and inserted it into the ground in the most direct way, blocking it in front of her. Her body was tense, and a very intense sense of crisis suddenly rose in her heart, and...

The surrounding ground suddenly sank several feet, and at the same time, that tall and strong body violated gravity and slowly floated from the ground into the air.

"Actually flew up?"

Frieren was finally a little surprised.

Not to mention the vast power that was different from magic, which seemed to be born from an extremely fierce life force, could he even fly?

Decades ago, only demons mastered convenient flight magic. She had walked to the Demon King's castle step by step, and it was only recently that flight gradually became a basic skill for mages to engage in magic social activities.

A large amount of air was inhaled into Raoh's chest and lungs, agitating his blood into endless golden fighting spirit.

The gorgeous golden halo, soul-stirring beauty, concentrated in the Fist King's palms, contained explosive and terrifying power, triggering wind and thunder to roar within a dozen feet, and then erupted his unique fist of the world's strongest hardness.

"————Hard Gang Gang Zhang Bo!!"

Laughing heroically, the Hard Gang Gang Zhang Bo, which had once knocked the gods and Buddhas of the hall to the ground, turned into an invincible long dragon in the hands of the current Raoh, accompanied by the rain flying all over the sky, and crashed into the ink-like dark clouds. The visible light enveloped the entire city.

In an instant, the golden pillar of light pierced through the heavens and the earth. Whether it was wind, dust, or atmosphere, they were all crushed by the fighting spirit, turning into a huge vortex that seemed to be breeding some terrible monster.

As time passed, the fluctuation became stronger and stronger. The pillar of light from the earth broke through the atmosphere and the vacuum of space, a thin line rushed out of the earth and plunged into the depths of the universe.

The shockwave broke through the sky.

Crossed space and distance.

The gloomy and continuous dark clouds were dispersed. Everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes. With Frieren's eyesight, she could vaguely see that the target of this move was—the moon!

She didn't know that in this world, the distance between the earth and the moon was 300,000 kilometers, but she understood that it must be a desperate length.

It had the beauty of hitting from the Central Holy Capital to the Demon King's castle with one palm.

I don't know how long it took, the destructive torrent of light subsided.

"Tsk."

Slowly landing on the ground, Raoh snorted with dissatisfaction.

After he stopped, the light cannon, which was tens of kilometers long from beginning to end and flew toward the outside of the earth at supersonic speed, finally reached the moon after several minutes of heavy attenuation and destroying countless space debris. At that time, its power was no longer observable to the naked eye.

Not to mention pushing the moon away, at most it would just add a small crater on the moon's surface, and this was already the result of his full strength now, unable to go any further.

Sunlight spilled from the edge of the sky, hitting the faces of the dumbfounded people, and also illuminating the elf girl's dull face.

Clatter.

Accompanied by the strong sunlight, the scattered dark clouds turned into a torrential rain falling all over the sky.

Is this rain... the tears of the sky?

The elf who arrived in another world through "spatial teleportation magic" finally couldn't help but think so in front of the fist art that could fire waves and fly.

Yes, this must also be magic.

(End of chapter)