Bang! Boom—!
Boom! Boom! Crack—!!
In the dim castle, the defensive array's light flickered wildly.
Blazing fire and lightning raged without pause, keeping the constantly surging tide of rats outside the main gate.
But how could this raging black tide be stopped so easily?
The tiny black rats clung desperately to the defensive array one after another, constantly absorbing its magic power.
Bang! Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang...
Even when their bodies burst from being overfilled with magic power, when flames and lightning blasted them into charred corpses, and when blades, swords, and arrows pierced through them, they still surged toward the array one after another.
Squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak—!!!
The ear-piercing squeals continued without end, accompanied by utterly suicidal, frenzied actions.
The rats' behavior made everyone in the castle reveal expressions of terror.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?!"
Regis stood beside his father and stared at the constantly flickering array and the crazed tide of rats. He spoke anxiously:
"If this keeps up, the array definitely won't hold!"
It was the first time he had ever seen so many rats. Although he had not been injured, the mental shock was simply too intense.
He turned to his father, fear and panic on his face, and said urgently:
"Father, let's evacuate now!"
"Calm down, Regis..."
Recilos stood with his hands behind his back. He cast Regis a cold glance and spoke unhurriedly:
"As the future heir of the family, you should always maintain a composed state of mind."
Compared with Regis, who had not yet been contaminated, Count Horn, who had already suffered slight contamination, appeared completely at ease when facing the violent tide of rats.
Recilos firmly believed that, having received God's Blessing, dealing with these lowly creatures that were not even monsters was an easy task.
At present, there was only one