Not one of the talismans in the villagers' hands was defensive. Every one was an attack talisman. Against Demon Beasts, they had always needed to act as quickly as possible, stopping slaughter with slaughter!
In an instant, all manner of apparitions appeared in the sky: tigers, eagles, snakes, enormous fireballs, and flying swords flashing with cold light!
Each had been conjured by a talisman, and all rushed toward the enormous black shadow bearing down from above.
Boom, boom, boom...
A dense barrage of explosions filled the sky, mingled with the varied shrieks of the Demon Beasts conjured by the talismans.
Yet the instant those talismans collided with the enormous black shadow, their manifestations collapsed amid mournful cries, dissolving into specks of starlight.
With the main defenses of that stretch of wall breached and the Demon Beast upon them in an instant, the burly man had no time to think.
"Die, damn you!"
Roaring furiously, he swung both arms and drove the spear in his hands hard toward the enormous black shadow's belly.
Thud!
The burly man felt as though his thrust had struck a mountain. A powerful recoil instantly traveled along the shaft and into his arms.
A burst of agonizing pain shot straight to his heart, leaving him unable to breathe. His hands could no longer hold the shaft, and the spear flew from his grasp.
The spear's butt shot backward like a flood dragon bursting from the sea and slammed into his left shoulder.
Crack!
His burly, bear-like body was now as fragile as a dead branch. Most of his left shoulder caved in at once.
Pfft!
The burly man flew backward like lightning, a jet of blood shooting from his mouth.
Almost simultaneously, the black shadow descending from above blazed with red light.
Within that crimson radiance,