The Abnormal Power of the Fear Energy Bullet!

Panic began to spread among all the Germanians.

"What do we do? What do we do? What are we supposed to do?"

General Slav stared in terror at the approaching "demon," his body trembling as he slowly backed away.

"Calm down!!"

Marshal Nixa, already nearing fifty, once again used magic to amplify his voice and shouted at those around him.

"Every creature! Everything! Must have a weakness!"

"That thing is no exception!"

His words had some effect, at least temporarily stabilizing the formation and the wavering morale.

Because they did sound reasonable.

No one believed there could be a truly perfect and invincible creature in the world—oh, except Brimir, the "Progenitor of Magic," but he was a god and could not be compared.

"Listen to my orders!"

Marshal Nixa observed the expressions of the surrounding soldiers and inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, though he maintained a stern and composed demeanor as he shouted again.

"Shield units, hold the shield wall! Sword units, flank from both sides! Archer units, fire at will! Mage units, cast any magic other than Fireball!"

He intended to use the blood and lives of the common soldiers to buy the mages time to test different approaches.

Because he firmly believed the enemy had a weakness.

And that weakness had to be found through various types of magic. Since Fireball did not work, what about the others?

Magic had existed for nearly six thousand years since its birth.

He refused to believe this "demon" was truly invincible!

Besides.

Marshal Nixa knew that at a time like this, everyone had to be kept moving. Otherwise, standing still would only make them increasingly fearful and despairing.

Very quickly.

Nearly five thousand infantrymen in light armor, wielding longswords, split into two groups and rushed out from the left and