The Shieldguards gripped their shields tightly.
They had once fought alongside the Captain for Ursus, and those past battles had included no shortage of unknown entities.
For example—
Those masked sabermen.
"Shieldguard brothers, what are you talking about?"
The Yetis were all confused, unable to understand why the Shieldguards were so tense.
"Yeti brothers... have you heard the legend of the Face-Destroying Monster?"
"The Face-Destroying Monster? Isn't that something that only exists in stories? They say black snow is..."
"Black snow!!!!"
"The Face-Destroying Monster is real???"
It was a horror story passed down throughout Ursus.
It was said that no one who encountered the Face-Destroying Monster survived. The only thing people could find were faceless corpses whose mouths and noses had been cut away.
Yet now, the Shieldguards seemed to have confirmed the horror story's authenticity.
"Quiet."
Patriot spoke.
The Guerrillas gathered in formation in the open ground quickly fell silent.
Even the Wendigo did not know why those beings had appeared near an Infected Mine.
He himself could match at least three Emperor's Blades, but he could not guarantee that the Guerrillas would escape without casualties.
By using rituals and combat suits to seal Demon Fragments within their bodies, only Ursus's most elite soldiers could retain their minds throughout the process and avoid being corrupted by the Demon Fragments in turn.
Once the modification succeeded, the Empire's most elite individual combatants were born.
Five groups of Shieldguards could slaughter a squad of knights, yet four Emperor's Blades could sweep through an entire settlement.
"Shieldguards, form up and protect the Infected."
The rescued Infected stood in the open ground, flustered and at a loss.
Though these people had rescued them, they were now acting as though they had discovered some unimaginably terrifying enemy.
Some of the Infected had heard what