Roger retreated while kicking out, but to his surprise, the attacker didn't dodge or avoid the blow.
"Bang!"
While the opponent was strong, Roger, after undergoing the Green Grass Trial and being enhanced by the spinal fluid of the demonic bull monster, was definitely a standout in terms of strength among his peers.
"Let us out…"
The attacker opened his mouth wide, uttering indistinct cries.
Although the man looked as if he was in a frenzy, there was clearly still some rationality in his eyes, reminding Roger of the scenes he had witnessed not long ago in the small fishing village.
"Could they also be afflicted with the so-called mysterious disease?"
As Roger hesitated, the monster he had just kicked away was already rushing past him, skimming the wall.
"What are you spacing out for?"
"Did the previous mission injure you?"
The middle-aged man cursed loudly, wielding a two-handed greatsword nearly 15 centimeters wide, swinging it like a door panel.
Crack!
