"Come here, you big oaf! Come to Daddy, let me show you the greatness of fatherly love!"

Joey said defiantly to the head of the hellfire.

"roar!"

Whether or not the hellfire truly understood Joey's words, it suddenly became extremely angry, roared at Joey, and charged towards him.

Wow, it's for real!

Joey didn't dare to delay and quickly ran away, keeping his distance from the hellfire.

However, due to the huge gap in speed, Hellfire is still slowly closing the distance with Joey.

"Bang!"

Hellfire's right fist came crashing down on Joey, but fortunately Joey was agile and jumped up the instant the fist hit the ground. Hellfire's powerful punch missed and landed directly on the ground, leaving a deep crater when he pulled his fist back.

Instead of continuing to run away, Joey, who had leaped into the air, landed directly on Hellfire's fist. Just as Hellfire withdrew his fist, Joey ran along Hellfire's green arm toward Hellfire's head.

"roar!"

Seeing Joey running on his arm, Hellfire felt it was a provocation and immediately roared again, raising his left arm and clenching it into a fist the size of a small mountain, before slamming it down on Joey once more.

"Bang!"

With another loud bang, Hellfire's left fist slammed into his own right arm, causing it to break off and fall to the ground.

Joey was also thrown off his right arm by the aftershock and slammed hard onto the ground.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Joey spat out all the dirt he had accidentally bitten into when he fell to the ground, but he looked rather smug.

"A big dummy is still a big dummy. A brainless guy with nothing but brute strength. Now that you've lost an arm, let's see how you fight me."

Joey was already fantasizing about how he would defeat the one-armed hellfire.

However, just as Joey was feeling smug, a sudden change occurred.

The fragments of his left arm, which had been shattered into pieces by hellfire, suddenly seemed to come alive and began to converge towards the end of his severed arm. Before long, it was restored to its original state.

"grass!"

Joey couldn't help but curse.

"You can't play like that! You know that's cheating? You'll never have any friends like that!"

"Losing is losing. We can't be sore losers. We're all adults, we can't act like children. We have to take responsibility for our shortcomings!"

Joey cursed as he quickly distanced himself from Hellfire again.

Sure enough, the moment Joey left, Hellfire's right fist, now fully restored, slammed down on the spot where he had just been standing.

Another deep crater appeared in the ground, and this time Hellfire was clearly enraged. He ignored Joey's words and only wanted to smash Joey's head into the ground as soon as possible.

He used both hands simultaneously, relentlessly chasing Joey as he threw downward punches, leaving rows of fist-sized craters in the ground, which looked quite unsightly.

"Hey, can you stop for a second? I'm exhausted, even if you're not!"

Looking at the deep pit behind him, Joey felt like a groundhog, with two stone hammers on his head trying to smash his head back into the ground. The hellfire was like a lifeless machine, completely tireless, while Joey was panting after all this.

Just as Joey had thought, this Hellfire was indeed like a machine, completely tireless, just charging forward relentlessly, ignoring Joey's request for a ceasefire.

"Roar roar roar—"

Hellfire, on the contrary, became more and more excited. Perhaps it was because he saw Joey's pace slow down, or perhaps it was because he felt extremely satisfied with the scene he had destroyed. After all, these demons were always fascinated by such destructive atmospheres.

"If only we could slow him down!"

Joey thought to himself that as long as Hellfire, who was currently full of energy, slowed down, things would become simpler.

Just as this idea popped into his mind, a process for creating a trap suddenly appeared in his head.

"Frost Trap?"

Joey muttered the word that popped into his head before realizing that it must be a skill of his hunter class. However, after being pushed to this point, the Beastmaster couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a hint.

"Thank you for your grace, Lord Beast King!"

Joey had nothing else to say to the Beastmaster. As for this professional player he had never met, saying something nice was always a good idea.

He rolled on the ground once and deftly pulled all the materials he needed to prepare from his waist bag.

Fortunately, he has a good habit of collecting materials, and he has all these little things.

He continued running in a disheveled state, but his hands didn't stop moving, and soon he had completed a frost trap.

Although Joey had finished making the trap, he was actually unsure of himself. After all, the enemy he was facing was such a big guy, and it was hard to say whether the trap would work.

He pinpointed the direction the hellfire was heading and threw the trap he had just made into its path.

"Snap!"

Hellfire paid no attention to the changes beneath his feet, and didn't even notice the little movements in Joey's hands. In fact, his mind wasn't allowed to think about such things.

He stepped right into the frost trap that Joey had thrown.

A chill instantly spread out, enveloping Hellfire's massive size and the air around him.

Hellfire's figure paused, and he froze in place.

"Holy crap, it works! The hunter profession has pretty good prospects!"

Joey was very satisfied with the results, and at the same time, he was full of confidence in his accidental choice of the hunter profession.

"Click click click..."

Just as Joey was feeling smug, the seemingly frozen hellfire began to move. Although its movements were clumsy, much like an early robot, it was indeed able to move.

"It's effective, but it still seems a little lacking!"

Joey wasn't completely discouraged; he simply blamed himself for not being skilled enough and didn't doubt the trap's true effectiveness, since he was the first to use it!

Joey watched the Hellfire move very slowly and retreated methodically.

Suddenly, a thought struck him. He took the Shark Bow from behind him, nocked an arrow, and this time his target was not the warlock, but the hellfire in front of him.

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