Swish!
A mountain beech fell to the ground in an instant.
A branch flew up.
Swish swish!
Aaron thrust out several swords in succession, shaving the branch into neat blocks of wood in midair.
"As far as control goes, I needn't worry at all."
"Now my combat power, even if I encounter those so-called Demon Hunter Masters, I wouldn't necessarily be afraid…"
"Among ordinary people, only an army's siege might cause me a bit of concern…"
Demon Hunters are merely superior to ordinary people, not Undead!
In Aaron's opinion, now if he were surrounded by the army of hundreds, he still could only try to break through and flee for his life!
"Even... becoming a Demon Hunter Master might not be enough to confront a fully armed army of ordinary people... Demon Hunters are just too weak!"
"Perhaps... a Grandmaster could?"
Muttering to himself, Aaron planned to undergo the 'Red Mountain Trial'.
