Clang!
This was the sound of a massive spiked hammer being blocked.
Before Note, who had swung his iron hammer down without mercy, a young man in a hooded black robe suddenly appeared. Extending one hand, he caught the full-force blow of the current head of the Tigerfolk Tribe, ranked second among the Beastmen Race.
The fierce wind spread out in waves.
The mysterious newcomer's black robe billowed violently in the gale.
Yet he had truly caught the strike of a top Legendary-tier expert with one hand. His stance was steady, his body straight as a pine, without the slightest sign of being shaken.
"Wha!?"
Note's pupils abruptly contracted.
The surrounding Beastfolk came to their senses as well, their faces filled with shock.
"You are...?"
Nobu, who had been awaiting his own end, froze as he looked at the mysterious black-robed man who had suddenly appeared before him and blocked the fatal blow. His face was full of disbelief.
But the matter did not end there.
"Who are you!?"
Note shouted his question.
However, the newcomer ignored him entirely—or rather, seemed to disdain responding. The hand holding Note's spiked hammer tightened, already brimming with magical power.
Bang!
The next second, another dull sound rang out.
This time, though, it was the sound of the spiked hammer in Note's hand shattering.
The spiked hammer in Note's hand exploded beneath the newcomer's magic-infused palm as though ground to dust, instantly turning into powder.
Before Note could react, the hem of the mysterious black-robed expert's robe flicked upward. As Note's vision blurred, a heavy kick slammed into his chest.
Pfft!
The crushing kick unleashed terrifying force. Note felt as though his organs had all shifted out of place, and he could not help following in Nobu's footsteps, spraying blood from his mouth as