Only a soft sound managed to escape his open mouth.
Gullard looked down at the scene below him, his eyes wide open. It was truly an unbelievable sight.
Dozens of hybrids had been swept away by a single spell.
The fruit of decades of hard work and research had amounted to nothing, dying like weak worms.
Bang!
Lukas fired another Hyper Bolt, once again killing dozens of hybrids. Then, he glanced over to Gullard.
As if he was mocking himâŚ
With that nonchalant expression.
Crunch-
Gullardâs calm demeanour was broken for the first time.
âHow⌠Dare⌠You!!!â
The hybrids.
The invincible army heâd created with great care and effort. It was Gullardâs long-treasured dream and -desire to show their strength to the Demon King one day.
But that dream had now been completely destroyed.
His great army had been injured or killed before he had even gotten the chance to show them to the Demon King.
Gullardâs rage at that moment reached a level that it had never reached before.
His huge wings swung towards Lukas, but he wasnât able to hit him.
Clang!
Just in the nick of time, Kran, who had jumped into the air, managed to block Gullardâs attack.
He couldnât withstand the full force of the attack, but he was still able to block it.
âSo annoying.â
Ignoring the screams of his muscles and joints, he pushed the wings to the side. Then, he borrowed some of the remaining momentum to kick Gullard in the face.
Paak!
âRoar!â
Gullard let out a loud roar as he was sent crashing to the ground. The damage of the attack might have been minimal, but it was wise to create distance from an opponent who had lost their rationality.
Kran looked down at where Gullard landed for a moment before he turned to Lukas with an expression of disbelief.
âWho the hell are you?â
âWhat are you talking about?
âWhy did you bring me to Zinga if youâre that powerful? Canât you just kill Gullard on your own?â
Heâd just killed hundreds of hybrids.
Kran probably had the most knowledge about their true identities.
â7th generation⌠No, they were probably at least 8th generation.â
8th generation hybrids.
The most perfect specimens were created after countless experiments.
Of course, this wasnât to say that they were more powerful than the previous generations. In fact, the Demon blood would have been much thinner at this point, so in terms of combat power, they would be weaker.
However, this allowed for a balance between the human and Demon parts, which made up for the loss of combat power.
Those were the hybrids whom Gullard was making use of now.
âRoar!â
âRoar!â
It was at that time when several of the hybrids who were capable of flight started flying towards them, their enraged expressions reminiscent of Gullardâs.
Lukas turned to look at Kran.
âCan you handle Gullard for a while?â
Kran looked a bit offended, but in the end, he had to admit that he needed this manâs help.
â10 minutes. I donât think I can give you more than that.â
âThatâs enough.â
After saying those words, Lukas dropped down to where the Gray Sun group was standing.
He would have to deal with the rushing hybrids with magic. There were no signs of reason in their eyes, and it seemed the only things left were their instincts.
They were artificial beings who had been created by experiments. And at birth, they were deprived of their right to think and reason.
This was done to create puppets who would only follow orders faithfully.
Taht.
Lukas landed in front of the Gray Sun members, and immediately, everyoneâs eyes locked onto him. It was like they were looking at their saviour.
He turned to the woman closest to him, Joanna Goldberg. She was staring at him with disbelieving eyes.
âHave you used Medusa?â
ââŚuhhh⌠Huh?â
âThe spell I deciphered. In your notebook.â
âAh, yeah. Uh. I⌠I did. I used it.â
Joanna nodded and mumbled blankly for a moment, but Lukas felt it wasnât the time to mention it.
âYou probably used it against the Vampire Duke. But it didnât work since you are not on the same level as Gullard.â
He was right.
When she used the spell, she was only able to stop Gullard for a short time. Of course, even that was still enough to twist the battle in their favor.
âIncrease your mana. Donât neglect your training just because youâre an Archmage. You need to have a mindset of meditation. To the point where youâll do it even in your sleep. Then, you will be able to display a sight like this.â
âWhat are youâŚâ
âThis is what would happen if you had 10 times the mana you do now.â
Lukas took a step forward.
The Hyper Bolts had reduced their numbers by a lot, but there were still many of them left. And there werenât many spells that he could use to deal with all of them.
They were much too fast and durable.
So the most effective method was to suppress them with overwhelming power.
âMedusa.â
Juk-
It was as if time stopped.
No, it was right to say it stopped. Or, at least, the hundreds of hybrids had been stopped in time and would never move again.
Their entire bodies had been petrified, and they were unable to lift even a single finger. The only thing they were allowed to do was look around.
Their eyes rolled around in their sockets, their gazes containing only fear and confusion at the unreal situation. (TL: So they regained rationality?)
Pshk-
Then, the hundreds of frozen hybrids began to crumble like old stone statues.
âThe 7 star spell, Medusa.â
Lukas continued to explain in a quiet voice.
âAs long as you have enough mana, the spell can become a large-scale attack spell instead of a simple restraint.â