I, the Weakest Human, Start with a Hundredfold Bonus Talent！

Meeting the gaze of the Divine Emissary of the Hunt, the Divine Emissary of War furrowed her brow. After a long stare, her expression slowly softened. She then curled her lips into a smile and said, "Don't take it so seriously, I was just joking. I know how important that bow is to you. I'll help you get it."

"It can't be taken by force," the Hunt said, casting one last glance at War before looking away. "Even though I don't know how she did it, since she has already gained the recognition of the Godslayer Bow, taking it by force won't allow it to be used to its full potential. Unless she willingly hands it over to me."

As the most loyal follower of the Goddess of the Hunt, she couldn't tolerate seeing the goddess's weapon in the hands of someone who showed no respect.

But...

"Do we have a chance?" Helena whispered to Qing, knowing he was the only one who could make a difference.

"If we can get out of Spartonia, there's a chance. For some reason, their abilities aren't restricted here, but ours are. We need to find a way to escape and let Exiled Immortal use his full power."

"Then we'll break out!" Exiled Immortal took a deep breath, gently stroking the hilt of the Sword of Tyr. The feeling gave him immense reassurance.

"It's not going to be easy. Anyway, let's give it our best shot."

With that, Helena no longer hesitated. A light arrow formed and shot from her bowstring, aiming at the Hunt. She was now certain that this was indeed the Godslayer Bow!

But why?

Why was the bow recognizing an unknown, ordinary person?

"I'll prove that I'm the best choice."

The Hunt didn't even draw her bow; she casually flicked out two arrows that met Helena's light arrow, shattering it into fragments.

Both the strength and accuracy were so astounding that Helena realized they were outmatched. The only reason they had lasted this long was because their opponents hadn't intended to kill them yet.

"You two handle the other one and fight while retreating. I'll take on the Divine Emissary of the Hunt."

"Big Sis, don't push yourself!"

"She won't kill me. Without the Godslayer Bow's recognition, my life is safe. Trust me."

Three more light arrows shot out but were effortlessly deflected, further confirming Helena's theory. If the Divine Emissary of the Hunt wanted to kill her, she could have done so in an instant. This hesitation was their chance.

As for Qing and Exiled Immortal...

They could only hope for the best.

"Oh dear, two big men bullying a weak woman? How shameful."

"The devotee of the Goddess of War, a weak woman?"

"Of course. Look at me, so delicate. Two against one, what kind of men are you? Fine, I'll put on my armor and play with you. If you lose, you must agree to my terms and join us willingly. Otherwise..."

Before she finished speaking, a set of ornate armor instantly encased her body. The silver-white armor was adorned with blood-red patterns, looking particularly striking. Most importantly, after donning the armor, her voice sounded rougher, and she laughed deeply, "Face the consequences!"

"You're full of crap! Watch me smash your turtle shell!"

Qing grunted, his attack power surging again. With the aid of his items, his momentum matched that of the Goddess of War's devotee!

Boom!

In an instant, Qing and the war devotee vanished from their spots, colliding heavily. The powerful impact rippled out like waves, shaking the ground and kicking up dust.

The shockwave alone nearly sent Exiled Immortal flying!

Unfortunately, under the rules of Spartonia, he couldn't use his talent skill to manipulate the wind. Otherwise, leveraging this wind power would have made a significant difference!

In the midst of the battlefield, Qing punched the war devotee's armor, but it didn't budge an inch. Instead, his bones cracked from the impact, producing a sharp sound.

That sound certainly didn't escape War's ears. To her, it was the most beautiful melody in the world!

"Quite strong, but your body is lacking."

"Talk all you want. If not for that turtle shell, I'd kill you with one punch!"

Qing scoffed, ignoring his own injuries as he continued his ferocious assault. His fists rained down like a storm, yet War didn't retaliate. She let Qing attack, remaining unscathed, with only her armor growing redder.

Seeing his torn flesh and exposed bone, Qing gritted his teeth.

The thick armor was much tougher than he had imagined. He hadn't even managed to leave a scratch on it, let alone break it.

"You might as well give up. This is the goddess's armor. Even the Titan Giants couldn't break it back then. Do you think you can?"

War sneered, punching Qing squarely in the stomach. The blow nearly knocked Qing unconscious!

Qing's vision darkened, watching his HP plummet almost to zero.

But this gave Qing the perfect opportunity to activate his skill!

With his HP critically low, Qing's combat power surged to its peak. His muscles swelled like coiled dragons, and his size expanded, exuding an overwhelming presence!

Seeing this, War's interest was piqued. She glanced at the ongoing struggle with Hunt and smiled. "Now you almost resemble that great man. But you can't maintain this for long, can you?"

"Killing you will be enough!"

Facing Qing's blood-red eyes, War's smile faded, and she finally assumed a proper stance, giving Qing the respect due to an opponent.

"Only one will get their wish today, and that will be me."

...

Meanwhile, in the Silent Sea!

John motioned with his finger, and Deception reluctantly dragged over the last monster's corpse, piling it onto the ritual circle.

"This is the last monster."

"That's enough. Step back, so you don't get hurt."

John glanced at Deception, who immediately retreated several dozen meters. If not for the fear of a monster suddenly appearing and swallowing him whole, he would have moved even further away.

"Hurry up, John. The smell of blood is spreading, and I feel a lot of things approaching."

"Do I need you to remind me?"

[Offering the sacrifice, I summon thee to answer my call.]

Yes, what John was doing was summoning a monster to quickly take him and Deception to the Silent Scar. Otherwise, the more time they wasted, the greater the unknown risks.

Moments later, a monster resembling a Snickers but much larger and more grotesque appeared before John. This time, it did not attack but simply watched John.

"Take us to the Silent Scar."

Upon hearing this, the monster reacted, allowing John and Deception to grab hold of its mutated exoskeleton as it swam rapidly.

"This is so fast! John, how do you know this monster knows where the Silent Scar is?"

"Because it lives in the Silent Sea. Summoning isn't about creating something out of thin air. Creatures that don't exist or only exist in fantasies can't be summoned. Only real monsters can respond.

Otherwise, I'd just summon Zeus and have him flatten the Silent Scar for us, wouldn't I?"

John shot Deception an annoyed look, also marveling at the Snickers' speed.

At this rate, they would reach the Silent Scar in less than an hour!

When they got there, it would be up to fate whether John's luck would hold and whether the Divine Emissary and Gluttony would be there.

While John was deep in thought, the Snickers suddenly stopped. Due to the inertia, John and Deception crashed into the Snickers' exoskeleton, with Deception even losing a tooth.

"Damn it! Why am I always the one getting hurt? John, what the hell is going on now?"

First, he had to sew monster skin onto himself. Then, during the monster hunt, John nearly stabbed him in the gut with a spear. And now this. Deception seriously suspected that John's luck came at the expense of everyone else's misfortune!

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