Battle Skill—Armored Back Defense!
At the same time, a guard who had lunged forward shone brightly. His body, like boiling magma, then erupted with a thunderous explosion.
BOOM!
RUMBLE...
The sound of the explosions was relentless. The splattered flesh, actually encased in magma, carried an immense force.
Every guard here was a mobile bomb, launching suicide attacks at Quincy.
Even with the warning and preparation, Quincy's defenses were on the verge of collapse under the ceaseless explosions.
Fear was evident in his eyes.
I... won't end up dying here, will I?
SWOOSH!
In the chaos of the explosions, a figure swiftly passed by.
Carl, wielding two broad swords, moved swiftly through the crowd. He swung his blades, and the light of the swords flashed, causing the guards to stiffen.
The next moment, BANG!
The bodies of the guards burst on the spot, but it wasn't fire that erupted—it was a shower of stone fragments.
