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Elm District.
On the edge of a concrete wall that was covered with vines and bullet holes, a certain noise of something breaking through the air resounded.
Before the snow wolf, who was lying on the ground and biting on a corpse, could react, it was already slammed into a tree trunk by a javelin.
Ample Time, holding a mechanical compound bow, stepped forward and checked the prey that was already dead. When he saw the short javelin piercing the tree trunk, he couldn't help but click his tongue, "This is too powerful!"
The trunk of the tree was as thick as thighs.
If he was asked to shoot it with an arrow, he wouldn't be able to penetrate it without charging up for some time..
No, even with 80% of the charge, it would still not be enough. Unless it was an arrow made of pure steel.
Gale looked at his right hand, shock written all over his face. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "... So strong."
"Gale…"
"What?"
"Make sure to wipe your butt with another hand."
"Get lost!"
Gale walked forward and pulled the javelin out. But he didn't expect that he was only able to pull half of it out, leaving the other half behind the trunk.
As for the mutant snow wolf, there was no need to look at it at all, it couldn't be more dead.
Ample Time continued, "The strength of your right hand should be at least 30 points. It feels like it is enough to penetrate steel plates. If you think outside the box, you don’t have to just throw javelins, you can also throw knives, arrows, stones, or even bricks… Damn, I suddenly feel that Old White's strength type sequence is completely useless. He could be beaten...
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