Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 650

While it looked like he had lost his mind, that was actually not the case.

From the outside, it looked like he absolutely hated the cube.

Yet, in truth, his aggression and hatred were focused on the Cluster in his right leg.

With every kick, he was trying to shove more and more Energy into the Cluster.

The fact that this Cluster hadn't unlocked yet was met with unending aggression.

'Unlock!'

'Unlock!'

'Unlock!'

Kyle was destroying the Cluster over and over.

Every kick ruptured it, and he shoved more Energy inside.

To him, this was like a long war of attrition.

He was sending small groups of soldiers at the enemy fortress.

When the soldiers reached the walls, they hit them once with a hammer.

Yet, what could a hammer do against a fortress?

The hammer strikes hit the fortress, and the soldiers were immediately killed.

In a real war, this would be the dumbest tactic imaginable.

However, in a real war, there was only a limited amount of resources.

Kyle had endless.

Striking a fortress with a hammer wouldn't do anything.

Not even ten strikes would do anything.

After a thousand, maybe some of the stones of the fortress wall broke.

After ten thousand, there was bound to be a visible dent with some broken stones.

After a hundred thousand, there would be a hole.

After a million, maybe one could even see the other side of the fortress wall.

Rivers slowly changed the shape of their riverbed, one droplet at a time, and Kyle was doing the same.

If one had infinite time and stones, one could build a pile of stones that reached the heights of Mount Everest.

One just had to keep at it.

One strike at a time.

One stone at a time.

After ten years, many Disciples watched Kyle during their breaks.

Surprisingly, this led to their breaks becoming shorter instead of longer.

Usually, the Disciples spent some time with their comrades before returning to work.

Yet, when the Disciples saw Kyle's vigor and intensity, they felt their hair stand on end.

It was so genuine and brutal.

His willpower reminded them of their own training.

This made them return to their training far quicker.

When someone took a break from playing a game and saw a video of someone else playing the game and having fun, they might feel the desire to pick the game up again.

The intensity of Kyle's emotions resonated with their emotions.

In fact, some of the Disciples decided to do the same thing as Kyle. They ordered a strong cube of metal and kept striking it.

However, when they tried to imitate Kyle's intensity, they quickly ran out of mental energy.

This gave them newfound respect for Kyle.

How was he able to keep this intensity up for so long?

The Head noticed the change in the Farmountain Guild.

Fewer Disciples were just hanging around, and more of them were focused on their training.

However, the actual problem of the Disciples hadn't gotten better since they were still all focusing on their Realm. They just did that with more fervor now.

He just hoped it would change.

Time continued passing, and about 20 years after Kyle had started…

BOOOOM!

The Disciples, who were currently watching, noticed that this kick sounded different.

On top of that, the cube had moved just a slight bit.

Then, for the first time in 20 years, no new kick followed.

Kyle closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His perception stretched to his right leg.

There, he saw a fully opened Cluster.

It stored an incredible amount of Biological Energy, and whenever he kicked with his right leg, his left leg would be under more stress since it could barely support the force of his right leg.

'The power of my right leg more than doubled, and the power in the other parts of my body increased by about 10%. Sure enough, advancing a level is the fastest way to make gains.'

For just ten seconds, Kyle relaxed.

He was exhausted.

He was like a marathon runner after 40 kilometers.

Just a bit more.

Just a bit more.

Just one more step.

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