What was the main mission of the Phantoms - to kill monsters, right?
Well, that was something everyone could probably agree on. In that case, what was Adam doing now? Why, instead of fighting the three Crown Monsters and killing them, he was telling them to leave?
All of these questions Silvana was asking herself right now as she silently watched the situation unfold.
The Harpy Assassins looked at each other in puzzlement.
They knew what Adam was talking about because they were Crown Types and smart enough to do so. They didn't believe his words, but when Adam walked past them, heading towards the edge of the Iron Beacon, the monsters realized he was serious.
Without delay, they picked up their badly wounded fellow and quickly flew away, not wanting to test how strong Adam's patience was.
'What... What was that?' Silvana asked after a few seconds as the Harpy Assassins disappeared from their sight.
"Do you mind?" Adam asked nonchalantly, watching the developing battle from below.
'I can't be against your decisions, but I'm just curious.' Silvana replied confidently.
Adam's gaze traveled forward for a while as he muttered, "I'm just thinking about what I want at the moment."
'Hmm?'
"Should I have killed them? Yes, that's my job as a Phantom. However... should I do what I'm obligated to do or what I want to do?" Adam asked a seemingly rhetorical question.
'What you want...?' Silvana was confused.
Adam nodded.
"They're not particularly strong, but three Crown Type at once will hurt me and make me use abilities. I don't need that, considering I'm going to fight an Essence Monster. Moreover, they're durable, and I'd spend a lot of time on this fight." Adam directed his gaze to the Light Rain squad.
"What I want to do now is to watch them fight because I'm interested. The strong can do what they want, can't they?" Adam said, pointing to the cardinal rule of the Dark Order.
Silvana didn't answer, her gaze only grew deeper. In fact, Adam hadn't done anything selfish, after all, his task was to kill the dangerous Essence Monster. In that case, it was unsafe to waste energy fighting other monsters.
Then, the girl with the staff used her Order, summoning dozens of water bubbles, each capable of both, defending against attacks and healing deep wounds.
However... could it help against the attack of one of the strongest monsters of the Purple Threat Level?
As the flames collided with the barrier and water spheres, the barrier shattered into small shards, and the water instantly turned into vapor.
"Romeo!" Iren exclaimed, realizing that he was the only one who could help them now.
Romeo flinched, guiding his hand forward and creating ice crystals above him. At his will, they headed forward, only slightly weakening the overall power of the flames.
Thus, half a minute later, the entire area was covered in thick vapor, only the sharp peaks of iron buildings as well as the flaming hearth from Firebreathing Trinadon were visible.
"Agh... Agh... Agh..." Iren, Romeo, and the others were breathing heavily, they could withstand this attack thanks to their combined efforts, but they had taken serious damage, every single one of them.
Burns covered their bodies, but overall, they were fine. These wounds were minor, especially compared to what could actually happen to them after such an attack.
"Shit... That was stronger than I expected..." The young man with the axe muttered, knocking the dust off of himself. He managed to stay unharmed, but the monster's flames completely consumed his attack.
Iren's gaze became sharper as she stared at the monster.
"Our plan failed, but it's alright. Firebreathing Trinadon will need time to use such a powerful attack again. We can take advantage of that and win!" Iren uttered like a knight, raising the morale of her team.
"Yes. You're right!" Romeo exclaimed happily, clenching his fist confidently.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
At the same moment, the Firebreathing Trinadon began to tremble, the gears inside his body turning up the overall heat, causing red-hot steam to escape.
The four circular saws lit up with scarlet flames, becoming blades capable of carrying only fiery death as a harbinger from hell.
Iren gulped as the Firebreathing Trinadon stepped forward, leaving a black trail on the ground as if from burnt coals.
Adam sighed, shaking his head slightly.
"Well... Looks like I'll have to help them out. Why would they hunt a monster if even the five of them can't defeat it?" Adam muttered as his eyes shone.