Twenty-some minutes earlier—5:20 p.m.
“[Believe, and you shall not break!]”
Healer 4th-tier Holy Prayer, “Veil of Trust.”
The moment a translucent barrier formed, thoom! the collision was nullified.
The arm of a carapaced fiend bounced off overhead. A rage-filled roar grazed the backs of their ears.
Without delay, Baek Dohyun thrust his blade into the thing’s nape between its plates.
Pwak!
A fountain of blood sprayed the air. The collapsing carcass crashed into an iceberg and shards of ice flew in all directions.
Tsk. Jioh clicked his tongue and flicked a finger from within his sleeve.
The ice shards that had been leaping toward Gyeon Riok crumbled silently. Riok, who had been pulling a spear from another corpse, glanced over and finished wrenching the weapon free.
“Damned Babel. Look at us struggling against these mid-tier beasts—this is ridiculous.”
“Wouldn’t Babel feel wronged? Even under penalties, to this degree…”
Shaking his head at the shredded fiend corpses around Gyeon Riok, Baek Dohyun sighed.
Because of the restrictions, he couldn’t even draw his main weapon, the “Spear of Longinus.” He already knew it, but the guy was a shocking natural talent.
“C-Captain! I’m sorry, but could I just—just rest for a bit?”
“Is that your limit?”
“Ms. Jo-yeon, your potions…?”
“That was the last one earlier.”
Na Jo-yeon’s face was past pale and into ashen as…