No sooner had he approached than the Blood Demon discovered that his violent emotions were surging, nearly reaching the point of losing control.
The Primal Witch, who also attacked with magic, quickly retreated. She too felt that dark tremor within her heart, like the hatred she had felt when Carlos sealed her away.
If this continued, they would lose control completely under the influence of their emotions before the battle even began, becoming hazards on the battlefield instead.
"Looks like I can't help you, Mel! This monster can affect emotions." Before she lost control, the Primal Witch swiftly widened the distance between them.
Otherwise, once she lost control, she would only be able to attack indiscriminately.
The Blood Demon was in much the same situation and could only retreat quickly. Mel and Kane, on the other hand, had also felt inexplicable emotions, but not strongly enough to make them lose control.
The two instantly charged at the metal little man. Their blades struck its surface, leaving sword marks but causing no substantial damage.
The metal little man rushed at Mel like a heavy metal cannonball and slammed violently into the ground, instantly creating a five-meter-wide crater.
From that level of destruction, it was clear that the metal little man's density was extremely high. If it hit someone, a simple fracture would be the least of their problems.
"What the hell is this thing? How can its density be so high?" Mel flew into the air and stared at the creation, which showed neither signs of life nor magical energy.
Moreover, their attacks could not inflict fatal damage at all. The wounds left by their slashes healed rapidly.
Kane also realized something was wrong. Although the strikes of Mountain Style were effective, the creature before them seemed impossible to kill, with