My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

"puff!!!!"

Weiss spat out the tea he was drinking.

The scalding hot tea splashed all over the floor, and he choked and coughed violently for a while.

He never expected this.

Oliver actually dared to say those six words in public.

For a moment, he faced strange looks from many civilians who had fled nearby.

Even Mona, who usually sits expressionless to the side, had a slight, unnatural blush on her face.

Weiss also felt a slight chill run down his spine.

no way.

Since Oliver insists on explaining his insights and experiences in using lightning in detail here.

No matter how awkward it was, Weiss could only grit his teeth and listen out of consideration for the other party's good intentions.

Oliver spoke with great enthusiasm, from how to use updrafts to capture electric arcs to how to use airflow to guide the point of lightning strikes, interspersed with many of his own invented, somewhat childish, terms.

Weiss listened and nodded, his expression extremely strained.

I listened for a full ten minutes.

He then used the excuse of needing to use the restroom to hastily flee the scene.

Then, feeling that the conversation wasn't quite over yet, Oliver suddenly turned his head and looked at Mona, the green-haired girl whose expression had become numb.

"Mona, what do you think of my theory just now?"

"Could we try to take advantage of those veteran level 8 powerhouses?"

"..."

"..."

I think—

"You and Weiss just squeezed me in the middle, making it impossible for me to get out!!!"

Oliver: ......

After they ran away.

Since it wasn't too late, Weiss didn't go straight back to the carriage to rest.

He walked along the edge of the camp for a while and found a relatively steep and towering cliff.

From this vantage point, you can have a panoramic view of the entire camp.

The densely packed tents and scattered campfires created a relatively bright atmosphere.

In the darkness further away, the outlines of endless mountains and forests can be vaguely seen.

Weiss's gaze slowly moved, beyond the camp's boundary, towards the dark forest outside.

"call--"

He exhaled a deep breath.

Weiss activated the wind field domain with complete concentration.

This was the first time he had attempted to expand the wind field to its maximum extent since taking several bottles of Storm Potion.

At this moment, the wind field he released spread out in all directions like an irregular fan-shaped giant net, weaving through the grass and tree canopy, and soon covered the entire area in front of the camp.

It was as if they had gained supernatural insight.

This created an overhead view similar to that of God.

He clearly detected every unusual fluctuation in his aura.

Gradually, the locations of those hidden in the shadows became clear in his perception.

Apart from the small teams that have already gathered together.

Further away, a few more were moving slowly, seemingly having just come from the ruined town area to join them.

Weiss discreetly marked the coordinates of their current hiding place.

Say something.

He originally had no interest in these winged beings and did not intend to rush to increase the kill count of the one-armed ones.

After all, the natural system is its primary system.

Being too bloodthirsty can negatively impact one's mindset and understanding as a blood addict.

but......

After killing the bird woman, Weiss suddenly changed his mind at the last minute.

To be precise, it wasn't a change of heart, but rather a more frenzied impulse—

If only we could kill more...

After realizing that he had this thought, Weiss felt a little uneasy.

He wasn't sure if his mind had been unknowingly eroded by the killing sequence.

but......

Why wouldn't I kill you if I could?

Kill if you want.

Do whatever you want.

Perhaps it is not an unavoidable part of the natural system.

Thinking of this, Weiss bent down gently and picked up a small stone from the pile of rubble at his feet.

He imitated Mona's posture, squeezing the stone tightly in his palm.

With a "crack," the gravel shattered.

Then, ignoring the still-falling stone chips, he suddenly raised his right arm and flung the rubble towards the hiding place of the feathered warriors.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

With the activation of the One-Armed One Sequence's pure power brick-flying ability.

Dozens of small stones shot out like bullets.

Several kilometers away, a few towering trees were quickly riddled with shocking craters.

Splintered wood chips fluttered down.

Its power is indeed remarkable.

but--

Let alone accurately hitting those hidden Feathered Warriors in the shadows.

Because the shot was fired so off-target, all the gravel missed its mark, so no one noticed it at all.

Nobody cared.

Weston was somewhat embarrassed.

It seems that although the one-armed man's strength is astonishing, it is still far inferior to Mona's 8th-tier giant pathway, not to mention that he has not systematically trained in long-range projectile abilities.

They simply cannot perform the anime moves they fantasize about.

But Weiss was not discouraged and planned to try again.

He looked around casually, hoping to find some harder stones.

But at that moment...

As Weiss bent over, his expression suddenly became somewhat enlightened, as if he had made a connection to something.

So he immediately took a gold coin out of his pocket.

Looking at the gold coins glittering in the moonlight, Weiss pondered for a moment before putting them away.

Then it was replaced with a cheap copper coin.

After casually tossing the copper coin a few times, Weiss held it between his thumb and forefinger, adjusting the angle of his strike.

Then--

He slammed his fingernail down.

"Ding!"

The copper coin was launched straight into the sky.

Under the moonlight, the copper coins, gleaming with a faint brass luster, spun continuously in the night sky.

At the same time, Weiss slowly narrowed one eye and slightly raised his arm and bent his fingers towards the air in front of him.

The ever-accelerating, spiraling wind force condensed at his fingertips into an extremely precise thrusting wind field.

It is repeatedly compressed, forming a spiral cone shape.

A few seconds later.

The copper coin fell from a great height to a precise point.

"boom!!!"

With a muffled explosion.

In the instant that he was hit by the arc light burst bullet that leaped from Weiss's fingertips.

The copper coin was propelled and accelerated by the spiraling wind field, transforming into an inconspicuous brass-colored light that instantly pierced through the entire upper part of the camp.

With a visible gas explosion trail, the distance of several kilometers vanished in an instant.

In just a few seconds, they arrived in front of the 9th-tier Slaughtering Feather Warrior.

The whole process happened without warning; even the sonic boom occurred later.

The ninth-tier Feathered Warrior didn't even realize the attack was coming before his entire chest cavity was pierced, and his internal organs exploded into a pool of blood mist in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

The dim yellow flash pierced through it, but its momentum didn't diminish, and it smashed several more towering trees behind it, snapping them in half.

The thick tree trunk looked as if it had been crushed by a giant hammer, with the wood fibers at the fracture points bursting out in a radial pattern.

Finally, the copper coin carved a deep pit in the ground where it landed, from which wisps of hot smoke billowed.

"..."

"..."

Standing atop the cliff, Weiss quietly observed the situation several kilometers away.

It is located within the perception of the wind field.

As the life force of that feathered being had completely vanished.

Only then did he withdraw his gaze, satisfied.

It seems that watching a lot of anime and reading a lot of novels before transmigrating doesn't necessarily mean being ignorant.

This move combines the finger strength of the one-armed man with the whirlwind of the weather master, working in tandem to achieve its effect.

It's practically a miniature, super-small version of Diana's Flash Strike...

"On another note..."

"If gold coins were used..."

"Couldn't both hardness and speed be improved?"

It's a bit of a waste of money, though...

Weiss lowered his head and pondered silently.

After killing the unsuspecting 9th-tier Feathered Warrior, he could feel the value of his right Qilin Arm increase slightly again, as if it had not yet reached saturation.

There is still significant room for improvement.