CHAPTER 378

Even though Oliver’s swing had destroyed the walls, he didn’t feel any solid impact with his hammer. To his great surprise, what the hammer struck was Rye’s afterimage. “What?” Oliver was startled. But what bothered him even more was that he couldn’t find a trace of her. “Where did the damn orc go? To think he managed to slip out of my senses… What sort of movement technique did they use?” He was someone who took pride in his senses, and so he found Rye’s move greatly perplexing. “Or was it some sort of a spirit?”

He suddenly felt wind blowing behind him. He swiveled and waved his hammer, spinning the handle in his palm. His arm swing this time twisted and created a vortex of wind that destroyed many rooms in its path. But again, the hammer itself didn’t contact anything.

But then, something struck his back so hard he was blown off his feet. “Bwuh!” he coughed blood, but he bounced off of a single hand, flipped in midair and managed to land on his feet. He looked around, but he couldn
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