With Aston's current strength, dealing with these second-level adventurers is incredibly simple; he doesn't even need to lift a finger, as a single casting of Fire Ring is more than enough to handle them.
Just like the scene right now, Aston didn't even need to draw his knight's sword, nor did he move an inch.
"Damn it!" Seeing his subordinates being effortlessly annihilated by Aston, Dix didn't get angry but became more cautious instead. The gaze from behind his sunglasses filled with seriousness when he looked at Aston. Although he could also kill adventurers of the same level as his subordinates, he couldn't do it in the same way Aston did, without any movement, instantly annihilating everyone with a spell.
This person before him is definitely a formidable enemy, with strength undoubtedly above level 5.
"Should I make a move?"
"Or should I run?" Dix hesitated internally.
He had a feeling that if he made a move, there was a high probability he would end up dead right here.
But to run away without even trying to fight, that would be a disgrace. He didn't want to face such humiliation.
He is a person of brutality. If he doesn't even have the courage to fight, does he even deserve to be a first-class adventurer?
Dix was conflicted about whether to fight, not realizing that whether he chose to fight or flee, the outcome would be the same.
Once Aston decided to kill him, there was no way he would let him escape. No matter where he went, up to heaven or down to hell, his fate was sealed.
Even if the dungeon itself protected him, Aston was ready to fire upon the dungeon itself, blasting through it if necessary.
After dealing with Gran and others, Aston looked at the hesitating Dix, drew his knight's sword, and in a flash, charged towards him.
"It seems you're not planning to let me go, no time to think!" Seeing Aston coming at him, Dix readied his spear and entered a combat stance.
However, a trickle of blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth.
"How is this possible!" He slowly lowered his head to look at his chest, his face filled with disbelief.
A deep, bone-visible wound appeared on Dix's chest, from which blood ceaselessly surged out.
Not only was the wound deep to the bone, but it also tore a fatal gash across his heart, causing blood to spurt out. The heart, being the most crucial organ in the human body, being inflicted with such a grave injury, meant he no longer had any chance of survival.
This is precisely why Dix couldn't understand or believe it.
He was confident as a level 5 first-class adventurer, that even against a level 6, he would stand a chance to fight; even if defeated, it wouldn't be so miserably. He couldn't fathom being instantly killed without the slightest chance to retaliate.
Could it be...
"Are you at level 7?" Ignoring the blood pouring from his mouth, Dix slowly turned around and questioned Aston.
"No, I'm just at level 5, but I possess the strength of a level 7." Aston kindly enlightened Dix, making him an informed ghost before sheathing his sword and slowly turning around to answer.
"I see, level 7 strength."
"Dying at the hands of someone with level 7 strength isn't too bad." Hearing Aston's words, Dix seemed relieved.
For him, a level 5, dying by the hands of someone with the power of level 7 wasn't a disgrace.
After saying this, Dix collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood, clearly not far from death.
Seeing this, Aston casually launched a great fireball, turning Dix into ashes, and with a wind blade, he sent off Gran and those who were burnt to a crisp by the fire and not yet completely dead.
"Ding! For killing the level 5 adventurer, Dix Perdix, you have gained 50,000 experience points!"
"Ding!"
"Hey, a level 5 adventurer gives fifty thousand, then how much for level 6 adventurers and monsters? Should be around two hundred thousand, right?" Listening to the prompt in his mind, Aston silently speculated.
"Aston, what you just said, is it true?" At this moment, Fels's figure slowly appeared in front of Aston, his face under the hood showing immense shock, asking Aston uncertainly.
Obviously, the moment Aston encountered Dix and others, Fels knew about it, given that he had given Aston three communication magic items on the same frequency earlier.
Knowing Aston had encountered Dix, Fels had no reason not to come over.
Hearing this, Aston had already arrived and was hiding in the shadows while Aston was talking to Dix.
"Mm-hmm." Aston nodded slightly, giving a confirmed reply.
Getting a confirmed answer, Fels was immediately unsettled, incredibly shaken inside.
Originally, he thought Aston had the top strength of level 5, or possibly level 6, since Lyd and others had told him that even together, they were no match for Aston.
This was also why, knowing that Dix might have reached level 5, he still did not cancel the commission and let Aston deal with Dix.
The limit of level 5 or level 6 strength, dealing with the Ikelos Familia was no problem at all.
But what he had not expected, no, what he dared not to think, was that Aston actually possessed the strength of a level 7 adventurer.
Looking at Aston, Fels remained silent for a long time.
He didn't know what to say now.
Ouranos, this guy really is as you said, a being on the level of an ancient hero.
No, even more dazzling than an ancient hero...
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