It was true that these Hassans couldn't do enough damage to Jello.
But then, "Gáe Bolg, Soaring Spear That Strikes with Death." A roar suddenly rang out from afar.
Then a man with blue spiky hair, dressed in blue leather armor, appeared behind the wall the Hassans had crashed through.
He was the man called Cú Chulainn, the one who had been chasing a certain Shirou-type Bulldozer earlier.
He held a red spear in his hand and hurled it straight toward Jello.
As the red spear flew through the air, Cú Chulainn roared, and it instantly transformed into countless short, red spears.
The short spears swept toward Jello.
Jello didn't have any spells like Bulletproof Barrier or Protection from Arrows.
Still, with Jello's powerful defenses, he could probably manage.
But the problem was... those short spears exploded.
Yes, they exploded—and in a wide area, too.
He didn't even have a chance to dodge.
The exploding spears unleashed a powerful shock wave that slammed into Jello, dealing him considerable damage.
As for the Hassans...
The other man had clearly made no effort to spare them.
The Hassans all had an ability called Reflex Evasion, so as long as they could "react" in time, they would be fine.
Even so, three Hassans were blown to pieces, leaving only one barely clinging to life.
The surviving Hassan glared at Cú Chulainn with some resentment, but in the end, said nothing.
Meanwhile, the scattered short spears reassembled into a single long spear.
"Come back." At Cú Chulainn's call, the red spear flew straight back into his hand. He spun it deftly. "Hey, you look pretty strong. What kind of hero are you, anyway? And you don't look like you're from around here."
After all, Jello looked like a Westerner, yet he carried a Nodachi.