[Ahhhhhhh---!!!]
A monstrous scream echoed in all directions.
The sound was so powerful that each time it roared, the ground trembled.
âUrgh!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âUghâ¦!!!â
âGahâ¦!!â
The Qi embedded in the scream inflicted damage on the martial artists. They clutched their ears and cowered. Some even coughed up blood.
Those with lower cultivation couldnât withstand the backlash, causing their internal energy to spiral out of control.
âDamn it.â
Seeing that, I immediately braced myself.
Whoooom--!!!
Heat burst from my body, scattering my Qi outward.
It was to suppress the surging vibrations. I spread my Qi around as if declaring my domain, finally allowing the others to regain stability.
That was close.
âIf I left it as is, theyâd have fallen into Qi deviation.â
If they were anything less than first-class martial artists, their Qi wouldâve rampaged, leading straight to Qi deviation.
In other wordsâ
âFirst-class fighters canât even approach.â
First-class.
Though I could now kill them with a single blow, that didnât mean their level was low.
Many would already revere them as masters. Even being first-class was enough to secure a position in an escort agency, a martial alliance, or a noble household, ensuring a life without financial worries.
âYet these people are dropping like flies.â
And all from just one scream.
âWhat a crazy bastard.â
I let out a hollow laugh.
No wonder they called it a calamity with this level of impact.
I glanced at the ones convulsing and shouted.
âThose whose Qi just rebounded, get out of here. Staying will only lead to a pointless death.â
They shouldâve realized by now that this wasnât the time for bravado.
The looks on the faces of those who had barely avoided Qi deviation were telling.
It was dangerous.
Being on the verge of death just from a screamâthere was no other way to describe it but a meaningless death.
âIf youâre going to die uselessly here, youâd be better off going to the shelter and helping manage the civilians. At least that would be meaningful.â
âUghâ¦.â
The ones I called out hesitated but eventually moved, looking ashamed.
Good. If they hadnât gone this time, I wouldâve kicked them out myself.
âPick the right place to lie down and die.â
If youâre going to throw away your life, do it somewhere it matters.
With the first-class and a few peak-class fighters gone, nearly half the numbers had disappeared.
It didnât matter.
They wouldâve died anyway once the battle began.
The ones who left were no different from cannon fodder. Losing them wasnât a problem.
âThe real fight starts now.â
[Ahhhhhhh----!!!!]
The monster continued to unleash its screams.
I narrowed my eyes, focusing on it.
A goatâs head. A human body. Beastly hands and a tail.
And butterfly wings.
It was unlike any other monster Iâd seen before, both in appearance and size.
âExcluding the wings, its body is about nine cheok.â