The lead knight's headless corpse collapsed to the ground, and then Ian once again raised his hand, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the other Highland Knights who had just shown terrified expressions.
He lifted his finger and pointed five times.
Then, accompanied by five piercing supersonic booms, another five headless bodies collapsed to the ground.
It was over just like that.
Easy, simple, pleasurable. There was no need for any other nonsense—Ian's biggest targets and enemies had been delivered right to him by Colonel Majorva, allowing for an effortless slaughter.
"Ah."
After killing these Highland Knights, whose heads weren't entirely useless, Ian sighed, but his tone carried a hint of cheerfulness: "Not all Sublimators have functioning brains—at least the six of them combined probably weren't as smart as Goul, who was the former captain of the guard and left just yesterday morning."
