What the hell? What was going on?!
Verde turned around and frantically began running toward the warehouse exit.
Was this really the level of strength Hawk should have had?
Was this the strength a normal B-rank should have had?
Had this guy really pledged himself to an Evil God?!
But before he had run very far, the skeleton covered in flames arrived before him.
The human figure burning with flames, caught by the flaming skeleton, gradually dissipated from Verde's view and turned into drifting smoke and dust.
Only the half-real, half-illusory badge remained, held in the skeletal figure's hand.
Verde spun around and ran in the opposite direction.
He knew the strength of a Church of Death God priest. When blessed with the God of Death's power, the priest could wield strength beyond that of an ordinary B-rank.
But this was not an ordinary blessing of the God of Death's power. He was holding the Illusory Badge and had spent a great deal of time setting up a trap.
In that instant just now, even the giant skeleton summoned by the Death God priest had possessed strength beyond that of an ordinary B-rank.
Not to mention those little skeletons crawling out of the ground.
Those little skeletons were weak and their bodies fragile, but their individual attacks were especially powerful.
An ordinary D-rank would die from a single slash, while an ordinary C-rank could be severely injured by one careless blow. Encountering ten little skeletons could get someone hacked to death by a dense flurry of blades.
Yet that giant skeleton had been devoured by flames in an instant.
Those little skeletons had not even had time to attack before becoming fuel for the sea of fire.
Verde had considered the possibility that "Hawk" had not been severely injured, that