In the midst of a giant roar, waves of flame rolled up in all directions, and the violent shockwave, carrying iron nails rusted and soaked with manure, struck the surroundings like arrows fired from a strong bow.
Whiz, whiz, whiz!
Thud, thud, thud!
More than forty monsters fell to the ground like wheat harvested by a scythe, one swath after another.
William himself, in the explosion, lost both legs and an eye.
The only remaining eye stared at the crow that seemed to merge with the night sky, filled with hatred and resentment, and his roaring voice echoed in the collapsing great hall of Yumir Manor.
"Ahhh!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!"
With every roar, William took a step forward, and with each step, the blood and flesh of the monsters on the ground merged into his body. When the roaring stopped, William had once again become a figure with six legs and a face full of pustules, and he even leapt into the air.
