The firepower was terrifying as all the masters of the three wizarding guilds of the kingdom gathered.

As Yvian bound the enemies� weapons with a magnetic field, Bicorn swung his sword into the massive body.

�Things less than worms!�

I rushed much faster than usual thinking that I hadn�t paid for my meal so far, but a dagger flew from the side.

�Keugh!�

The blade-like shell of a dagger bounced with the sound of a visor, and then Chagall, who was not normal at first glance, thrust his face into it.

�Chagall!�

Ethella shouted, but in an instant, a crowd of subhumans rushed in and blocked Chagall�s appearance.

�The author is dangerous!�

As he opened the road by defeating the demi-species with his fists, he heard the unique sound of a rapid-fire sword that vibrated the air.

�Do you think you�ll die by coming all the way here!�

As the bicorn twisted left and right, Chagall�s dagger ricocheted off the heavy armor.

�It�s thick.�

Chagall�s inspiration ended there, and three knife cuts aimed for gaps in the armor with a whooping sound.

�Aaaaaaa!�

The bicorn struggled with its shells embedded in its left and right eyeballs and left nape.

�Tighten your muscles with the schema!�If you leave it as is����!�

Before Etella could finish her words, blood gushed out from the nape of the bicorn.

The faster-than-expected hand movements meant that there was no need to even consider the enemy�s condition.

As 12 more shells penetrated the already dead bicorn�s armor gap, the corpse collapsed trembling as if convulsing.

�Mr. Bicorn!�

Ethella turned on the light in her eyes and tried to run, but Chagall�s dagger flew in first.

Unlike before, the attack clearly aimed at the forehead, and Etella stopped walking with her upper body tilted back.

�What the hell are you?�

Why is Tia still alive?

�How far is the truth and how far is the illusion?�

As Chagall blocked the mercenaries, the Pilkers behind them whispered innocently.

�what?�Are you on our side?�

�it�s okay!�Fight quickly!�

As soon as the subhumans, who had momentum like fire, rushed at the mercenary, Chagall drove a rapid-fire sword into the goblin�s forehead. JrNovels.com