The High-level Leadership Shadow Mantis!
It was a whopping three meters tall, entirely black, covered in dark green patterns. Its crimson eyes were filled with a desire to slaughter. As it swung its gigantic sickle, the frigid light flashed, tearing the air, ready to split Leo Harris in half!
"Beware of your back!" Mark Wood shouted, trying to rush to help, but the onslaught of Shadow Leopards forced him into defensive mode!
"What?!"
Leo instinctively turned around, only to witness the sickle, close at hand—the sharp, icy light, gleaming, the massive gust it stirred made his skin feel as if it were being stabbed.
The moment death loomed, everything he had ever experienced played like a slideshow in his mind:
An orphan raised by soldiers... feeling warmth... inspired to become a soldier... his father died on the battlefield... he yearned to defend the border and protect more people...
All sorts of thoughts flashed across his mind, ending in an enraged yell:
