"This skill of yours is truly terrifying; if you only knew how to direct it only to the enemies, it would certainly be a powerful trump card," states the human, the teacher, as he watches the lifeforms descend into madness.
Cleo is silent; as he kills the lifeforms around him, he stares deep into the tide of maddened creatures with hostility.
"Young warrior, why are you?" The barbarian did not finish his sentence when they suddenly heard a loud roar that caused them to clutch their heads in pain.
"Am*th*b*!" The monk uses an ancient language to disperse the effect of the roar from his colleagues; both he and Cleo turn in the direction of the roar with intense killing intent.
"What was that!?" Screams the elf teacher as she takes the brunt of the attack. She was focusing on her archery and using her psychic energy to create multiple arrows, causing a strong backlash to rebound on her.
"The ruler of this tide is not capable of making a move physically as the suppression works on it, but it has the strength to counter the suppression slightly, making it a dangerous entity that might be on the same level as those from the second realm," explains the golden monk.
Cleo charges at the dazed lifeforms; he knows that the effect of his torment roar has been dispersed by the roar of the formidable lifeform lurking behind the tide; he must kill as many as he can while they are defenceless.
The golden monk quickly realises what he is doing and joins in the hunt. With each attack, they take down a lifeform, even if they are fake Supernaturals.
BAM! He is blocked by a lifeform that can transform some of its limbs into thick shields, and just as he is about to continue on his attack, multiple scythes lock into him.
He retreats as the scythe fails to hit its target.
'Interesting, System, is there any record in the database about this lifeform?' Even though it is just a fake supernatural, it moves and attacks like a true one, and he is quite interested in it.
[Affirmative: This lifeform can only be found deep in this realm; much of the information regarding it is not accurate; there is no information regarding its soul blessing, but there is some relevant information regarding their species.]
'I do not care if they are not accurate; I just want to hear some information regarding this entity.' He quickly asked before blocking an attack from his side; it was an Azure Berserk Monkey.
"F*ck! You guys again!" He is furious, and he then slaps it away with the help of his new strength, the Frozen Thundra Mammoth transformation.
[Shape-Shifting Beast, a powerful entity that seems to be an artificial lifeform created by an unknown civilization in order to survive the onslaught of this realm but seemed to be affected by the corruption of this realm's invisible force, has become a slave to this realm instead, and currently, there is no known information about their soul blessings.]
'Well, time to find out! ' He speeds up, slapping away the lifeforms that tried to jump him. The shape-shifting beast seems to realise that it was being targeted and issues a loud roar before transforming its tentacles into sharp spears.
All of them hit Cleo, but they are unable to pierce through his skin, which is fortified by three soul blessings, including the frozen Thundra Mammoth. Apparently startled by this, the shape-shifting beast freezes.
(Slaughter Ghost Claws)
He tears it to shreds but pauses when he realises that the system did not give him any notification about its death. He cannot help but marvel at its survival capability. With the lifeforms trying to close up to him, he can only escape without managing to kill them.
He lands in front of the excited barbarian teacher. He turns to the warriors watching the battle; he knows that they need their help in order to sustain their fighting strength.
'Everyone! Assist the teachers and me in repelling our enemy! Those that are quite proficient in long-range battles and attacks, go help teacher, uhm, teacher elf, while those that are good at supporting fighters, help teacher barbarian.'
Just as he is sending sensible commands via psychic energy, four psychic energies intercept his message and immediately stop him.
'Hey! Do not call me a teacher barbarian! I have a proud name given to me by our former chief, Ougen! Meaning the Valiant Lion Warrior! ' A loud voice rings in his head, sounding like an excited lion.
'What an uncouth nickname! I might be an elf, but this does not mean that you can just give me such a common title; my title is the Moonlight Archer! 'This time, the voice sounds pleasant, but the owner is not amused by his naming sense.
'Young tiger, please do not give me a title similar to the other two; if you do not know my name, just call me by my title, the Dragon Sabre.' The human teacher hurriedly said.
'Lord Miracle Child, you already know my title; please just use it rather than give me a new title.' The golden monk calmly said.
Cleo cannot help but smile bitterly upon hearing their complaints; he never realised just how important these individuals put in their names, as he really does not think about these types of things.
'Long range fighter, go to Lady Moonlight Archer, Supports, go to Lord Ougen! Sword, Blade, and Sabre wielders go to Lord Dragon Sabre, all rounders, to help Lord Enlightened Monkey.' He decides to give a short command rather than a long-winded one as their enemy is growing restless.
"What is that sound?" asks Ougen after hearing a pleasant song; meanwhile, the three teachers' expressions change.
"Lord Miracle Child! Please take care of the entity making that noise!" screams the Enlightened Monkey as he starts attacking the lifeforms in front of him.
Cleo issues a loud roar as he charges deep into the tide, but suddenly, he is stopped by three shape-shifting beasts, all of whom are glaring at him intensely, clearly determined to keep him at bay.