Relying on the powerful properties of the two cosmic fragments, Hao Ren's side had finished the battle early. On the other side, Hassu's battle had also gone surprisingly smoothly—he hadn't needed anyone's help at all.
Hassu raised the silver-white longsword burning with holy flames and slashed it toward Hassu's shoulder. Hassu raised his sword to block and, in the same breath, tossed out a rune card. Hassu blocked the rune magic Hassu had cast, then took advantage of the blind spot to kick out. Hassu was sent flying by Hassu's kick, and Hassu followed up with a huge holy-flame fireball. Hassu was beaten into complete disarray by Hassu, who immediately pressed his advantage...
Anyway, there was no point expecting anyone to understand the equations after staring at them for ages. They only needed to know that the two of them were fighting exceptionally fiercely.
Hao Ren stood to the side with Lily and Heiserana, openly enjoying the show. Lily craned her neck, her face full of barely restrained excitement. "Landlord, Landlord, should we go help...?"
Hao Ren thought about it. "...Damn it, they look exactly alike. I can't tell who's who anymore."
Heiserana was just as utterly baffled. After hearing Hao Ren, she couldn't help muttering, "Does this old man really live that frugally? He's been wearing the same outfit from 44 BC all the way to AD 1400. He hasn't even changed his shoes."
"I heard Bai Huo say that the Demon Hunter uniforms haven't changed in thousands of years. Hassu's especially old-fashioned. Normally, aside from his work clothes, he doesn't have anything else to wear. When you open his wardrobe, it looks like someone copied and pasted the same outfit over and over. To be honest, they only care about practicality. Their weapons and equipment get upgraded every