Chapter 113: The Shattered Formation

"What did you call me?"

"Teacher." Muria said, his face taut with seriousness.

"Hehe." The elf girl, her face pale, laughed proudly, a feeling of deep satisfaction welling up inside her.

"Shouldn't you sever the connection with the formation in the sky?" Muria stood straight, sensing the weakening aura of the elf girl, and spoke up to remind her.

Muria could sense that the moment the formation in the sky was established, the elf girl had created a link with it, her energy continuously flowing into the formation.

The more arrows the formation fired, the faster the elf girl's aura waned.

"No need." The elf girl, Hesel, who had witnessed her own power, waved her hand with great vigor, maintaining her connection with the sky formation. "There are still many demons left!"

Under the beautiful yet deadly rain of silver moon arrows, low to mid-tier demons like the fearful demons, brute demons, and hunting spiders had no chance to resist and were killed instantly.

However, demons of the golden level and above were not so easily killed. In the fearsome armies of demons that terrified countless worlds, golden-level demons are the backbone, not mere lambs to the slaughter.

As for soul-grade greater demons, fortunately, there were none in the area where Muria and the elf girl were; otherwise, the scene would have been quite different. The deadly arrow rain for lower-tier demons was just a light drizzle for soul-grade greater demons.

The arrow shot by the elf girl was indeed exquisite, killing every demon in its range with precision, without any waste of energy.

But her strength, while beyond Muria's expectations, was also within reason at the first stage of soul intent. This exquisite shot could not hide the fact that she was running out of power. The arrow rain had maximized and spread her energy to its limits.

The rain of arrows from the formation was effective against bronze and silver-level demons but struggled against golden-level demons, not to mention soul-grade demons.

"Teacher, some big guys you've attracted are coming." Muria closed his eyes, sensing several brutal, powerful presences rapidly approaching, as distinct as torches in the night.

The 'big guys' Muria referred to were of course soul-grade greater demons. To him, golden-level demons were mere fodder, easily swatted away, since even with his physique alone, he could overpower any golden-level demon.

"I know." The elf girl Hesel pursed her lips, "Muria, according to our pact, it's my duty to teach Titans archery. You don't have to call me teacher, just call me by my name, Hesel."

"Alright, Teacher Hesel."

"I said you don't have to call me teacher." The elf girl was somewhat annoyed, fearing the elders would scold her if they knew.

"Instead of fussing over this with me, you might want to think about the soul-grade demons you've attracted." Muria pointed around them.

"Roar!" Within the range covered by the moon-white arrow rain, the lower-tier demons were almost completely annihilated, leaving only a few stronger golden-level demons desperately resisting in the rain, seemingly on their last legs and soon unable to withstand being shot into a beehive.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"… The arrows falling from the moon-white formation no longer dispersed evenly but concentrated on the eleven badly wounded golden-level demons below, which were the only demons left under the formation.

"Snap!" "Boom!"… These bizarre, oddly shaped demons fought fiercely, breaking one arrow after another but more arrows penetrated their bodies, leaving wounds spraying blood.

The vitality of the golden-level demons was fully demonstrated at this moment. The wounds inflicted by the arrows would close and scab over in just a few moments under their regenerating flesh, but sadly, their healing couldn't keep up with the damage. Without any surprises, they were doomed.

But this was the Abyss Training Ground, established by the Abyss Lord Ulysses for the Titan youth. The Gate of the Abyss ensured a constant presence of demons, with golden-level demons common and soul-grade demons scattered about, occasionally even a legendary demon lord would appear. Here, surprises were the norm.

"Roar!" A furious roar shook the air, causing visible ripples in the air.

This was a half-human, half-horse demon with two horns and a ferocious face, wielding a black and yellow battle axe, arrogantly charging into the area covered by the formation, treating the shower of arrows coming towards it as nothing.

Despite this, the continuous barrage of arrows still enraged this thirty-meter-tall monster; anyone would rage under constant stinging. Along with its roar, the brute swung its long-handled battle axe, sending a dark yellow axe glow sweeping across tens of meters in the air towards the rotating silver-white formation in the sky.

"Crash!" Accompanied by a crisp shattering sound, the massive formation in the sky was directly cleaved, turning into fine silver-white light dots scattered in the air, carrying a dreamlike beauty.

But this dreamy scene signaled that the elf girl's tactic had been countered. Standing beside Hesel, Muria could hear a low, deliberately suppressed grunt of pain.

"I'll take over!" Muria stepped forward, thunder circling around him, ready to dispel the magic and revert to his true form, "Hesel, your application of power just now was exquisite. I've learned enough from that."

"No need for your help, I can handle it myself." The elf girl, who had just arrived here still with a face full of fear, directly refused when she heard Muria was about to intervene, "That move just now? Many elves can perform it."

"Your power is almost depleted." Muria, surrounded by wind and thunder, looked at the silver-haired elf girl, "Do you still have the strength to draw your bow?"

"Of course!"

"This isn't the place for you to be stubborn, Teacher Hesel!"

"I'm not being stubborn." The elf girl, pale and sweating on her forehead, showed a moment of hesitation, then bit her silver teeth and took out a crystal bottle inscribed with fine golden runes from her storage ring, uncorked it, and took a swig.

Visibly, the elf girl's complexion turned from pale to rosy, and the power fluctuations in her body, which had plummeted to rock bottom, rapidly strengthened.