Ten minutes had already passed since the battle began. Even at such blistering speeds, neither side had sustained any injuries.
Beru not only possessed incredible speed, but also healing abilities. Though Igris was slightly slower, he could still keep up with his opponent and seal off Gojo Satoru's position at critical moments.
Meanwhile, Bellion relentlessly pursued Gojo Satoru with his bizarre greatsword, relying on his massive wings to keep pace. As a result, his speed had not been diminished by his enormous body.
Even in such an intense battle, the three of them noticed that Gojo Satoru had shifted his gaze away, fighting solely through his own senses.
However, Igris and the others had no intention of stopping. The battle was not over, and their monarch had not called for a halt, so they would continue attacking.
Looking at the growing number of huge craters in the clearing, Hasebe Haruka and the other three stood with their mouths agape, their eyes filled with shock.
Under such a violent offensive, Gojo Satoru was somehow handling his opponents with ease, remaining uninjured even now.
Bellion and the other two generals had more or less had their defenses broken, but Beru swiftly healed them in an instant. As for minor wounds, they did not even need treatment; their own abilities could repair them quickly.
"Is this Satoru-kun's true strength?!"
After calming herself slightly, Amikura Mako excitedly asked Tusk, her eyes seemingly sparkling with stars.
The other three also looked over with excited gazes.
Being watched by four queens at once made cold sweat run down Tusk's back, though it could not actually sweat.
Still, it put on a calm front and explained, "This is only a warm-up. The Shadow Monarch's strength goes far beyond this, and those other three have only