Damian shifted the 20 laser beams in a circle around him as the beam of hellfire slowed down and ended. It was on purpose—the mana cost of hellfire was not small at all. The 20 lasers had also emptied the 10% liquid mana from the 30% he had left over after filling the defense barrier pillars.
Damian pulled out his pitch-black spear with a red, sharp tip. His soul-bound spear was the only weapon that could handle the mana strain of constant use, but even this seemed to have its limits. Enveloped in his dark aura, the spear was reinforced and spat devastating burning flames all around with such intensity that it melted flesh and snow in seconds—even before making contact.
The constant light lasers descending from high above the ice wall burned through the black army, leaving scorched, deep marks behind. The white snow covered land had been dirtied with spilled black blood and disgusting pieces of rotten flesh. The white snow was becoming grey by the second and it wasn’t far when it would be black too. Small spheres and squares of light also landed periodically, causing huge explosions among the black monster army, blowing their limbs and bodies to pieces—raining pitch-black blood from high above.
With his spear fully clad in thick black aura, Damian ran forward, shaking the land with each of his powerful steps. Like a blinding ray of light conquering darkness, Damian split apart the dense black army as he charged forward with his mighty spear in hand. Nothing could stop his charge. He obliterated black monsters left and right—each of his thrusts a fatal blow, splitting giant monsters in half or leaving massive holes in Emperor-rank monsters’ chests and heads.
His target? The nearest Legendary-class black pigman, which had started a giant stream of molten fire—not as powerful as hellfire, but still potent enough to slowly burn through the ice wall.
In half a minute, Damian arrived in front of his target and immediately jumped high, launching into flight, leaving behind a giant light explosion and cracked land.
Dodging the massive black hand of the legendary monster, Damian powered his aura twofold, becoming one with his spear. Like an arrow shot from a bow, he started spinning as he charged forward. The enormous monster couldn’t defend itself, and even if it had enough intelligence and speed to try—it probably wouldn’t have worked.
Damian pierced its giant eye and came out the other side of its head, still spinning and charging, covered in pitch-black blood. Only after some hundred meters flight could he slow himself down. He flew straight, launching flames from his feet to propel himself even more. At the speed he was flying—no flying Emperor-rank monster could even hope to match.
He was heading toward another Legendary-class monster.
Before even reaching the monster, Damian charged his spear to the limit with his aura and activated the exploding arrow runic circle on it. He threw the spear with full power. The mana infused in the spear still generated the pitch-black flames, at the center of which was the sharp, pointy spear cutting through the air at a blinding speed.
The giant monster, with its one eye, noticed the trail left behind by the black flames coming closer. But its massive arms were too slow to completely cover its face—though the two giant, muscular black arms grazed the spear and threw it off course from its head, burning the side of the arm in the process.
The giant black pigman looked back, pulling his arms down, but it was too late. Damian had already pulled out a massive condensed steel sword covered in five glowing runic circles and had launched a powerful, straight overhead slash toward the monster. The giant Legendary-class pigman couldn’t see the slash, though. Only when it came incredibly close did it notice a thin black, almost invisible arc coming its way.
In the time its one big eye blinked and its head moved to change the direction of the massive molten fire stream, the arc had already hit it—right in the middle—and had even gone past its head and back.
In the next second, the giant muscular body of the black pigman, from the belly up, was cut cleanly in two. An enormous fountain of black blood burst out as the Legendary-class monster fell forward, crushing thousands of black army monsters. Its molten fire stream, along with its head, had also split in two as it fell down lifelessly.
Four were gone, but over 20 still remained—and those were just the ones he could see. The black army stretched far and wide on the horizon—the end of which even Damian, with his transcendent vision, could not see. There was one odd presence Damian had noticed, though—a Legendary-class black pigman walking on all fours. It had people on its back. He had reached the point that now his eyesight was better than his mana sense. He couldn’t sense Shadecaster, but the human with black lines covering its body and blood-red eyes with yellow pupils could only be him. They were kilometers away, though—not an immediate problem.
Damian had to clear as many of these giant monsters as possible before too many gathered and broke the ice wall with the sheer might of their fists. It wouldn’t break that easily, but he couldn’t say for certain that it definitely wouldn’t.
Maelor and others had returned to operating giant laser cannons and were doing their best to contend against the never-ending numbers of flying Emperor and King-ranked monsters. Sam was higher above, even beyond the ice wall, transformed in his lightning form and striking down group after group of monsters. Lucian, too, was using her mastery of the wormhole spell etched on her sacrium sword to reach groups of monsters from unexpected angles, cutting them with her aura-clad sword and freezing their wings to send them crashing down.
Maelor and others seemed to be using their full mana containers with thousands of cannons lined along the edge of the ice wall. Fortunately, close-range combat was no longer necessary for the pigmen warriors.
