"Who gave you the nerve to run wild on my territory? Isley?"
Allen slowly crawled out of the crater and cast a gaze upon the Awakened Beings on the rooftop—especially their leader, Ricarudo—as though they were already dead.
Without a doubt, from the moment the "Silver-eyed Lion King" invaded the city and allowed his subordinates to slaughter civilians, he had been sentenced to death.
But before Ricarudo could speak, the Awakened Beings beside him saw their companions killed and transformed one after another, rushing forward in a frenzy.
"Go to hell!"
"A guy without even a trace of Yoki dares to spout such nonsense in front of us?"
"Get him! Let's see who can rip open his belly first and dig out his intestines!"
"I can't wait to taste fresh organs!"
For a moment, aside from a select few cautious Awakened Beings including Ricarudo, all the rest swarmed forward, surrounding Allen three layers deep from every direction.
And that wasn't all!
They swung the weapons formed after their transformations—tentacles, bone spikes, bone blades, claws, and more—as they launched their attacks.
Some of the stronger Awakened Beings could split an entire house in half with a single strike. Their terrifying destructive power was plain to see.
Forget the Cold Weapon Era—even in Earth's age of firearms, monsters with such incredible mobility, powerful defenses, and regenerative abilities could easily change the course of a war in a localized region.
Unfortunately for them, the enemy they had encountered this time was someone who simply could not be judged by common sense.
Allen raised his right hand in a Finger Pistol gesture, then spat out a single word. "Bang!"
The next second...
Terrifying life energy began gathering at his fingertip, compressing before finally shooting out like a bullet.
Before the Awakened Beings could