"For the Great Graveyard! For the Demon King!"
He tore apart a twisted abomination and let out an excited roar, the Warhammer in his hand whirling into a tornado that instantly cleared the area around the steam track vehicle.
That heroic figure fired up the newbies, and those who'd been hesitating started charging again with howls.
However, just as that Dragon Descendant bro was ready to charge up for another leaping smash, an even larger rat tide quickly spread over like black asphalt, drowning that brave figure beneath a vast wave.
In the distance, the sound of artillery fire was visibly thinning out.
Seeing that Ancient Tav Camp caught in a tight encirclement was about to be wiped out, a streak of silver lightning suddenly ripped through the dim battlefield!
The Ratmen abominations that were still gulping down Lizardman flesh and blood hadn't even realized what was happening before they were swept into the roaring blast surging straight toward them.
"Boom—!"
