Surround and Slay

"Die, die, die!!"

Antelope Earl was beside herself with shock and fury, raising her hand again and again to unleash curse spells.

Confusion, aging, illness, weakness...

All manner of advanced curse spells that only Hell Earl-level lords could command were cast by her.

They came too fast for the eye to follow.

Yet the chaotic, violent mystical magnetic field swept over the knight like a gentle breeze, unable to affect him in the slightest.

Gilan bared his teeth in a savage grin, raising his iron hammer to smash this goat-headed chief into a pulp on the spot.

"Gilan Iros, do you think I don't exist?"

A hoarse voice came from behind him.

Like a bone-chilling wind blowing from a cold, damp cave.

A twisted flame-shaped greatsword slashed down from above toward the back of Gilan's head, letting out a sharp, piercing howl.

Gilan narrowed his eyes.

The crimson cloak behind him whipped out like a giant red hand, forcibly batting aside the descending greatsword.

Bang!!

Gilan pulled the reins and turned, taking the chance to leap to one side.

Lizard Earl's tongue strike missed, but the pig-headed devil and rat-headed devil intercepted him from both sides.

Mane Earl gripped a thigh-thick steel spiked club in both hands and swung it horizontally.

That blow could probably flatten even a tank!

The rat-headed devil, meanwhile, whipped out its slender tail, which split into four or five branches. The tails intertwined and danced, their tips as sharp and penetrating as scorpion stingers.

Gilan's figure flashed rapidly as he rode Ferocious Ram, weaving left and right and narrowly evading their pincer attack.

At the same time, he casually took out a Gold Caesar and flicked it with his finger.

Crack!

As the gold coin spun through the air, he had already used alchemy to