Mutliation (176)

He dropped the Nosferatu’s head while simultaneously piercing it with his spear and stomping on it. After confirming that its head had burst open, Seol Jihu smiled as he watched the incoming monsters.

“Mere corpses—”

Seol Jihu’s spear drew an X-shape at the still faraway enemies. He moved his arm ceaselessly until he started to brandish his arm at a speed invisible to the naked eyes.

Swish!

Sharp sounds of wind brushed past Mary Rhine, causing her to shrink reflexively. Her shocked eyes trembled.

Seol Jihu’s terrifying movement had formed dozens of blades that shot forward with a raging storm.

Level 7 Highlander’s Secret Art — Mutilation.

A fierce blade-filled gale swept through the sky and ground.

A second later, streaks of golden light appeared on the approaching corpse monsters before they crumbled down like chopped meat.

Seeing Seol Jihu get drenched in the pouring bodily fluids, Mary Rhine’s eyes watered up. She had finally realized that the light she saw before wasn’t a hallucination.

This was the very reason the Army Commanders had complained not so long ago. The number of Unique Rankers was still in the single digit. Naturally, they were treated as strategic weapons that could turn the tide of war.

Furthermore, Executors were beings who surpassed the limits of humanity by receiving a piece of divinity. Since fighting divine power with divine power was the only way to minimize losses, the Army Commanders had joined the fight in full force.