Basham's abnormality did not draw the elders' attention in the slightest.
Because no one had the spare focus to watch him.
"Why have these big fellows suddenly become so bad-tempered? We'll give them a proper lesson once we're back."
The Blackwood Cannon Beasts' low growls became increasingly frequent.
This eagerness to break free from control had never appeared before.
The chief elder, who had just filled his lungs, showed displeasure in his eyes as he prepared to formally blow the whistle ordering the Blackwood Cannon Beasts to retreat.
Their finger joints flexed and shifted as everyone silently waited for the chief elder's command to control them.
The wind remained calm.
Occasionally, the grass rustled.
But just as everyone had relaxed and prepared to settle down, a black figure abruptly flickered into existence above the dense grass below.
His figure hung high above the Blackwood Cannon Beast that was uneasily swinging its head.
Cold eyes stared down at the restless massive beast.
"Is this the kind of creature it is?..."
A soft murmur sounded lightly beside everyone's ears.
"Who!?"
Everyone's gaze sharpened instantly!
The chief elder froze at once.
He was certain he had never heard this voice before.
Mature, cold, confident, even carrying an inexplicable air of authority.
Yet anyone could immediately tell that the speaker was not very old...
That powerful contrast made the voice unforgettable from the instant one heard it.
Splat!
------BOOM!
First came the sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, but in the next second—
Beneath the black night sky and beside the dense grass, a fleeting ghostly green blade shadow arrived with chilling killing intent!
It was as though a massive boulder had fallen from thin air beneath the sand dune, the fierce vibrations traveling through the air to the hilltop.
The restless