"Bold of you! Challenging our raiding party all by yourself!" Kibaou had been helped up by his teammates and downed a recovery potion. His hands had returned to normal, even regrowing completely, but he still did not dare make any rash moves against Akasaka. He had clearly been beaten into submission.
He told his teammates to go up while he hid behind them, watching for changes.
A burly man carrying a greatshield charged forward without hesitation.
Akasaka did not even draw his sword. He sheathed it on his back again and punched the greatshield, shattering it into pieces and sending both shield and man flying. The man shot away like a meteor and rolled five or six meters before two people tried to catch him, only to be knocked flying themselves. He finally came to a stop with great difficulty.
Akasaka was Level 19 now.
Just in terms of stats, he could crush these small fry, who averaged only Levels 10 or 11.
After all, there was a gap of nearly eight or nine levels between them.
This was no joke.
Akasaka rolled his wrists, still not quite satisfied.
Diavel had also keenly realized this. Knowing he could not handle Akasaka alone, he drew his one-handed sword and commanded the raiding party to attack together!
Encouraged, everyone drew their weapons.
Some thrust their spears at Akasaka, while archers waited at a distance for chances to launch sneak attacks.
The one-handed sword users and two-handed greatsword users charged in without hesitation, choosing close combat.
Akasaka easily dodged with side-to-side movements and drew his one-handed sword.
He could not rely on his bare fists anymore, or he might get overturned.
As one person thrust a spear at him—
Akasaka sidestepped, sliced the shaft cleanly in half, and cut the man as well,