Chapter 552: Really Talented

Tang Luo's research findings are very simple.

Randomly picking up anything nearby to smash the demon has zero effect; the demon is basically completely immune.

Even great strength is useless; at most it can only move the demon, unable to inflict damage.

Moreover, great strength as a medium results in 100% damage to the medium.

If holding an ordinary object and striking the demon with it, the effect is the same as throwing or smashing.

Likewise, the probability of the object being damaged is 100%.

Tang Luo believes the slight effect is due to the medium not being sturdy enough; if the medium were sufficiently sturdy, the damage inflicted on the demon should be the same as that from their bare-handed attacks.

Next time, I can try using Xuanbian.

A sufficiently sturdy medium can also inflict damage equivalent to bare-handed strikes—there is no difference between damage from spells, divine abilities, and bare-handed attacks.

In this regard, Tang Luo's judgment is still fairly accurate, with no issues.

Ao Yulie tried the same just now, and it was the same.

Additionally, if the demon is smashed into the ground or a wall, it likewise causes damage.

Of course, all attacks on the demon have undergone an extremely absurd weakening.

Zhu Bajie's claim of nine-tenths is a conservative estimate; describing it as one in a hundred is not an exaggeration.

Moreover, the most important point is that damage inflicted on the demon's body is 100%, with no reduction.

"So for us, the best weapon against demons is the demon itself." Tang Luo made the final conclusion.

Revealing the demon's tragic future fate.

"It's been weakened so severely, no wonder only demon hunters can deal with demons." Ao Yulie said.

In this world, the most powerful weapons are guns, cannons, tanks, and the like—none of which have appeared.

The power of those weapons, after being weakened, when applied to demons, is estimated to be less than even a feather drifting onto a demon.

"No." Tang Luo said, "Other ordinary attacks deal zero damage to demons; we also count as having some special abilities that can inflict damage."

"How tragic." Ao Yulie shook his head.

At the same time, it's also a pity that a part of the demon's body, once detached, does not last long and quickly turns to powder.

That powder is utterly useless.

Otherwise, Ao Yulie could wave a thick black tentacle around everywhere, hehehe.

However, dreams are beautiful, reality is cold.

Just thinking that every time fighting a demon is like an ordinary person running a kilometer, Ao Yulie feels exhausted and won't fight anymore.

What's more, it's still a low-level demon; if it were a medium-level demon, wouldn't one have to run three kilometers?

I, Ao Yulie, am not a marathon runner—no, I can't do this!

Ao Yulie looked at the creature perched on Tang Luo's shoulder like it was growing there—either crouching or lying down, just relying on cuteness to live happily—and suddenly had an idea.

"Master, I want to..."

"No, you don't." Zhu Bajie interrupted Ao Yulie's words.

"Second Senior Brother, you know what I'm thinking, and you just say 'I don't want'?" Ao Yulie glared at Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie smiled faintly, very confident: "You think I don't know what you're thinking? You're definitely thinking of simply turning into a dragon, shrinking down, and staying with Master like the dog, so you wouldn't have to do anything—at most, when needed, you'd transform into a dragon to carry us flying."

"..." Ao Yulie fell into deep thought, and after a long while raised his head and asked, "Second Senior Brother, are you secretly in love with me..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he was embedded into the floor, making no sound at all.

Zhu Bajie even stepped on him twice, maintaining contact with the ground.

Tang Luo ignored Ao Yulie's pleas for mercy: "Next time you encounter the little white dragon demon, you go first—this is good training."

"No way, Master..."

"Your strength is too weak; in another six months, even Wujing will be stronger than you." Tang Luo said.

"Third Senior Brother was originally stronger than me." Ao Yulie muttered, climbing up.

"Even the dog is stronger than you." Zhu Bajie suddenly laughed.

"..." Ao Yulie stared at the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle, no tears sliding from his eyes.

Indeed, the current situation is that, aside from Sha Wujing, who is currently in the "Consolidation Cultivation" state, Ao Yulie is the weakest.

"Meow."

At this moment, the Heavenly Dog suddenly barked, indicating it had smelled the demon's scent.

After experiencing three demons, the Heavenly Dog has already confirmed the commonality in the demon's scent.

However, it can only detect demons that have already torn off their disguises; when disguised, the Heavenly Dog still cannot smell them.

Those two demons that suddenly appeared—even Tang Luo and the others hadn't previously discovered these two were demons.

"Go, settle the demon and come back." Tang Luo said to Ao Yulie.

The Heavenly Dog jumped onto Ao Yulie's head, pointed with arrogance.

"Dead dog!" Ao Yulie cursed, leapt from the balcony, and headed in the direction the Heavenly Dog indicated.

If I had known he would eat the Sacred Heart at the beginning, I would have directly transformed into a white, pitiful, weak, helpless little dragon.

Why did the dog think of it, but I didn't?

Wait, could it be that the dog is smarter than me? No, it's that he's more cunning and crafty—hum! Indeed, it's following that cold-faced Yang Jian's sinister hunting dog.

This time, I, Ao Yulie, have lost!

Next time—well, I should indeed strive to improve my cultivation.

Ao Yulie made up his mind, probably able to maintain it for about a month, well, roughly.

……

"Actually, this is quite easy, no, no, no, it shouldn't be like this." Ao Yulie, fighting the demon, dropped the tentacle in his hand.

Using tentacles to deal with demons won't have any training effect.

Tang Luo and the others stayed in this city for a few days, clearing out about ten or so demons in total, all of them low-level demons.

There were no higher-level ones, which Tang Luo found rather regrettable; he had originally wanted to study what kind of pattern medium-level demons followed.

He wanted to see what connection they had with the monsters produced by the corrupt blood.

Tang Luo's side was very peaceful, but the Demon Hunters' Holy Group was not.

Time returned to the day when Tang Luo and the others skipped class and ran away.

At first, no one paid attention to their absence from class, assuming they had just skipped school; after all, they were originally uneducated hooligans and petty thugs, so not liking such things was normal.

These three people had poor judgment and completely failed to realize how important this cultural class was.

Without this information, when encountering demons, they wouldn't even know how they died.

It's true that holy weapons can effectively harm demons, but does picking up a gun make you a warrior?

You don't even know how to open the safety—what are you going to use against the enemy? Are you going to smash people with the gunstock?

... Why did the Heavenly Maiden Goddess also go with them!

That shouldn't be!

Goddess, are you also a visual creature? Were you deceived by their transformed appearance!

Exactly, these three bastards definitely fooled the goddess.

Fortunately, the goddess is now in a non-human form, so she definitely won't have anything happen with those people—absolutely impossible.

The goddess remains pure and spotless—exactly so.

Thinking this way, many boys had tears sliding down the corners of their eyes.

Ignoring these people's wild thoughts, the morning cultural class ended, then came lunch, rest, and afternoon training began.

A group of people finally obtained the holy weapons they had been thinking about all morning, even unable to sleep at noon.

Although the weapons were jointly developed by them and members of the Equipment Department, the actual physical objects and the patterns on the diagrams were not the same.

Their excited feelings were like those of a dead otaku seeing a two-dimensional wife descend into the human world.

"My Overlord Sword!"

"Coiling Dragon Spear!"

"The Undertaker!"

"Cherry's Sigh."

"Ivy Tree."

While gazing at the holy weapons placed before them, they praised them, and a group of high school students shouted out their names.

As weapons, having names is perfectly natural.

This isn't chuunibyou—Desert Eagle, P99 are also weapon names.

At most, the names are just a bit chuunibyou, but many demon hunters use such names.

Things like Sinbreaker, Gilgamesh, Scarlet Empress, Demon May Cry—these are normal phenomena.

"Hahaha, are you people really modern?" someone laughed loudly after receiving a weapon; the weapon in his hand was a handsome revolver.

"Using cold weapons? If you're a man, you should just shoot!"

"Can you shoot?"

"Shooting can be practiced, but a revolver only has six bullets total—how long does it take to reload after firing them all?"

"The key is, how many bullets can you carry when going out on a mission? After using them up, are you going to smash people with the gun?"

A few calm top students calmly rebutted.

The top student trio instantly knocked that unlucky kid into hell.

At first, he was still smug, thinking he was using a real gun; he had also asked the Equipment Department members beforehand, confirming that ordinary bullets fired through holy weapons could harm demons.

There are also demon hunters who use firearms—hot weapons—as their weapons, rather than cold weapons.

I didn't expect there to be so many problems. Yeah, what do you do when you run out of bullets? How do you replace them?

This is another world, alright, but it's not a game-like other world with a built-in game system; replacing bullets only requires pressing X, and there are various intact bullets on the ground for him to casually pick up.

Kneeling!

Beside him, another person also knelt; this ridiculous weapon was a bow, even worse than a gun.

"Wait, you didn't say there are demon hunters who also use guns? How did he solve it?"

The last lifeline.

Everyone had Equipment Department members standing beside them; this afternoon was just a trial use of the weapons, and further adjustments would be made until everyone was satisfied.

That Equipment Department member said: "At first, we just brought bullets along. That person is very strong—even without bullets, he can shoot demons dead with the gun. Later, the Holy Heart evolved, becoming a special 'air bullet,' so bullets are no longer needed."

"That's impressive."

"Yes, that person is a former general—the very teacher who gives you lessons; you didn't know?"

"Former general?"

At least everyone knows that generals are among the strongest demon hunters eligible to hold such a position.

Before the crowd could discuss, Bu Yisi rushed over with people, his gaze sweeping across the training field: "Where are Tang Luo and the others?"

"They skipped class."

"This morning?"

"Yes."

"These guys ran off!" Bu Yisi's face immediately darkened; we needed this talent, and they actually ran away!

At first, they were still heading toward fighting demons, but then this thick-browed, big-eyed one suddenly ran off!

Moreover, they ran from the headquarters that seemed lax but actually had extremely strict defenses.

In every respect, in every sense of the word, he truly is a talent.