Chapter 560: True Speed
The Lieutenant's party, after a few minutes of walking forward, also met the same fate.
A flood of monsters ran towards them with furious, insane bloodlust, each rapid succession of their march causing the ground to tremble.
Lieutenant Dante stopped, staring down at the crowds of monsters with an indifferent gaze.
His three subordinates, however, immediately plunged to his front, each manifesting their weapons.
The robust man manifested a helmet that wove itself around his small round head. Two metallic wires, almost looking like spines, twisted out of the back of the helmet and pierced both his arms.
As the metallic wires pierced, his arms received a massive pump, growing abnormally larger and stronger than the proportion of his body and gaining a silvery metallic sheen.
The lady held a blood-red sword extended to her side, ready for battle.
And introverted Rafael crossed two blue and golden daggers before him.
All three of them patiently waited as the air seemed to drown in a pausing moment. The only sound was the furious march of monsters getting closer.
Their eyes gleamed with a polished focus-one that could only have been built through rigorous, near-death training and experience.
The faint but deadly glow in their eyes reflected that much.
When the throng finally reached them, all three plunged forward with astounding speed.
There was coordination to their movement. Hansel served as the spearhead of the formation; despite his ridiculous arms and size, his speed was commendable.
He crashed into the crowd of monsters, and many exploded backward, the nearby area disintegrating under the sheer force of his attacks.
In quick succession, he smashed his fist into the ground, a massive thunderous clash reverberating through the atmosphere.
The ground let out a painful groan as shattered stones flew into the air, smashing nearby
monsters.
Shane was already in flux, moving in different directions. Her speed surpassed all of them, accompanied by a crude link of sword attacks that curved with red afterimages.
Her sword cleaved through the air like a streak of crimson lightning, leaving arcs that burned red-hot in the wake of each strike.
a large leap backward, sweat buckling down their faces.
Their minds raced with questions.
What was that?
Lieutenant Dante furrowed his brows slightly and raised his eyes to the sky.
In that moment, a loud, strange thunderous sound reverberated through the entire air.
It caused the Lieutenant to immediately fling his eyes wide open. He grabbed the hilt of his sword, tilted it slightly with the weight of his hands, and shot away like a fired arrow.
In one swift line of speed, he pierced through the formation of monsters. All of them blasted into the air as he swept through them in a jiffy.
Alystren's eyes grew wide as he witnessed an instantaneous throw-up of the monsters. Gravity suddenly reversed on every single one of them.
The cause of such gravity reversion was the immense speed of the Lieutenant.
Everything slowed before the Lieutenant's eyes as he pulled out his sword-seemingly
slowly.
But what all onlookers could see was a sweeping race of thin light, diagonally going helter- skelter, in a few beats.
Then it dropped.
At once, all the monsters' bodies dropped, splurging out crimson gore that rained down.
The Lieutenant then sheathed his sword and looked forward.
His form vanished into thin air.
He appeared later, hovering in the air and looking down on a dense crowd of crimson abominations, with a statue-like monster standing in their midst.
It was just as his subordinates had reported. The monsters were all hellion rank and none were moving to attack, just surrounding the statue-like monster which was a maelstrom rank
monster.
His eyes narrowed a bit, his thoughts active.
'If this place is still intact, then... where did that massacre just now happen?'