Boom!
Boom!
A thunderous sound erupted.
Dust shot dozens of meters into the air.
Within the dense cloud of dust, dozens of figures charged out violently.
A fierce wind stirred.
As one member of the scout team retreated, he instinctively glanced back.
That single look scared him out of his wits.
That white figure carrying an aura capable of tearing apart everything was already... right before him!
Splat!
Just as he instinctively tried to dodge.
That violent white figure pierced straight through his body.
The sound of flesh and bones being brutally torn apart rang in his ears.
Before he could make a sound, he was... smashed into pieces in an instant before the horrified eyes of his companions!
The nearly 150-centimeter-long white bone ram was instantly dyed red.
Alva's murderous gaze appeared before every member of the scout team.
A savage smile spread across his face. The strength of this armor had truly far exceeded his expectations.
This feeling of smashing through everything was utterly intoxicating.
The violent momentum made him feel as though he was flying.
He enjoyed the process beyond measure.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Two long spears shot fiercely from the side, striking Alva's front in an instant.
Clang, clang! Two successive red ripples spread across the large triangular cone before him.
"Those are demon weapons!"
When they saw the web-like red patterns spreading out, the scouts cried out in terror.
Creak.
Amid the sound of sinew strings winding, Alva drew his right arm back to gather force, stomped the ground, and lunged forward.
Boom!
The elbow spike crossed less than ten meters in an instant. All the kinetic energy just absorbed by the bone metal was released and poured into that frail body, blasting the scout's upper body apart in mid-air.
"I love... this feeling."
Howling winds