Thanks to the identical antimatter and negative-particle characteristics of the Antimatter Legion, Gwen did not even need to deliberately distinguish enemies from innocents. He only needed to set the Antimatter Legion's distinctive traits as his target.
Supervisor: Where Did This Show-Off Come From?
Before Gwen's Land of Nothingness, which enveloped the entire city, the swarming Legion soldiers were like moths rushing into a flame, turning to nothing the instant they touched that invisible domain.
Whether ordinary Marauder Voidminions or the rarer, higher-ranking Stompers—creatures possessing a warrior's intelligence, the strength and mobility of ancient beasts, and the ability to summon large numbers of Voidminions through their roars—not one escaped.
As for Gwen himself, he merely stood there, letting the breeze stir the cape behind him, and the enemies filling the sky had already been reduced to ashes.
That dashing figure made Asta, watching from the room, nearly shine with excitement.
Though the young woman had seen quite a bit, she had never before fallen into such desperate danger.
When disaster suddenly struck and she found herself trapped, she was met with a twist that seemed to exist only in stories. The little girl could not help thinking of those tales she had always considered childish.
Yet in Asta's eyes at this moment, those stories no longer seemed quite so childish.
Inside the supervisor's office of this branch, however, Lubomir Velasquez, the branch leader whose internal company rating had already reached P35, did not possess a young girl's capacity for association and immersion.
Lubomir knew very well the habits of the Antimatter Legion recorded in company files. Though he was somewhat surprised by the strength of this unknown powerhouse named Gwen, he still wanted to strangle him—
Given the Antimatter Legion's casual attitude toward this planet, Lubomir had been confident he could