As the Burning Legion's reinforcements arrived just in time, Garbage Lord charged into the battlefield with claws waving, and the entire battle instantly turned into a one-sided slaughter.
Everyone finally witnessed just how formidable Brother Garbage was when things were going his way.
Charging head-on risked getting turned into Swiss cheese.
But when it came to ambushes and pursuits, he was practically unbeatable. With a casual sweep of his claws, the cultists in his path were torn in two.
Bathed in blood, Garbage Lord's killing instincts ignited, and a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his amber eyes.
"Hahaha! This is awesome!"
Still not satisfied, he threw back his head and let out an excited howl, the deafening roar sending ripples through the smoke.
"Awooo!!!"
The nearby cultists all grimaced in pain and instinctively covered their ears.
Perhaps the drugs were wearing off. At last, pain and fear had caught up with them.
As they stared at the monster drenched in blood, fear gradually stained those once-fearless eyes.
"M-Monster!"
"Ahhh!"
"Don't come any closer! No—"
Under the cover of bullets raining down from above, Garbage Lord charged into the crowd once again with his claws raised.
In just a few breaths, severed limbs littered the ground, and thirty or forty corpses lay sprawled outside the fence gate.
Seeing the enemy's devastating losses, the villagers behind the low wall were greatly encouraged.
I Want to Be Quiet, who was crouching behind cover with the villagers, excitedly shouted toward Garbage Lord's back.
"Nicely done, brother!"
Then he looked at the surrounding villagers and solemnly began spinning nonsense.
"The Great Horned Deer God has delivered divine punishment upon those arrogant fools! It is time to offer our loyalty and courage to the god who protects us!"
"Hit them hard!"
Inspired by that unstoppable momentum, the