By the time they reached the south, the melee had reached its peak.
“Move when the flow tilts to our side! Don’t miss the chance!”
“[O Light!]”
An exorcism incantation. White light, laden with holy power, flashed again and again. On the faces of the Hunters—who would never, ever retreat—resolution could be glimpsed, and upon the invaders who had been certain of victory, fear slowly fell.
It ends here.
We lose.
An instinctive terror that they would die.
When one monster, terrified, began to back away, it started. The enemy lines fell apart in an instant like dominoes.
‘Damn it…!’
The Illusion King’s face twisted.
The Nightmare Legion, which had removed reason for combat efficiency, and the Undead Legion made up of the dead. There were higher entities capable of understanding orders, but not enough to control a collapsing formation. And on his side as well…
There was no room for that!
[You damnable huuumaaans!]
Kwagagagagang!
Gyeon Riok gripped his spear short. He swung without hesitation.
Rannachal (據韋孔).
Ran (據): press from outside.
Na (韋): turn inward and…