World in the Painting Ishruna: The Fact That Bosses Without a Second Phase Have No Soul

Taking Olga Marie's magical bombardment head-on, the Night Wanderer charged straight at them without the slightest intention of dodging, like a rampaging tank.

"Add—!"

Gray cried out, and the Arthur in her hand instantly transformed into a massive scythe.

She swung the scythe and stepped in front of Olga Marie, holding it across her chest to block the Night Wanderer's heavy blow.

"Mm..."

Gray felt an overwhelming, immovable force surge up through the bizarre blade like a tidal wave, nearly making her lose her grip on Add as she instinctively staggered back several steps.

Her palms were numb and throbbing. After just one exchange, she had already fallen behind in a contest of strength.

That was with her body enhanced by magecraft. She estimated that, with the Night Wanderer's strength, even a tank standing before it could probably be cleaved in two with ease.

"Gray, are you all right?"

Seeing Gray struggle, Olga Marie asked anxiously. At the same time, she changed her method of attack. Rather than relying purely on magecraft formulas that dealt damage through magical energy, she shifted toward more physical methods, such as shaping and impact.

The Night Wanderer's body trembled slightly, then its movements slowed. Blood-red flames surged from its body, licking over its armor and skin. From a distance, it looked as though it had draped itself in a cloak of fire.

"It should be much weaker than before. Every Grand Knight Commander was a demigod-class hero in their prime. Monet is in his declining years now, so not much of his strength should remain."

Gale nodded. Then he took a deep breath and rushed forward again with Add in hand. His agile figure was like a swallow skimming the ground as he circled behind the Night Wanderer.

The blood-red flames grew fiercer. The