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Chapter 109

Side: Cardinal Mark

「Hahaha! Oni Emperor! I won’t let you heal!」

「Koharu! Don’t go too far ahead!」

「You noisy old fart! Just stick to guarding the geezers!」

「Today, the Thunder God seems to be in top form. However, it’s best to listen to what these old farts say. Your focus is too much on attacking, and your defense is lacking—here, World Tree Gospel (Protection)!」

Thunderous lightning constantly roars in the marshes.

The horde of Oni Emperors is being trampled in an instant, as if veteran adventurers were raiding a goblin nest.

These opponents are S-rank monsters, you know?

「What in the world are these guys…」

Witnessing an unbelievable scene, I inadvertently let out those words.

「With proper training including three meals and nap time, well, anyone can do this.」

The boy laughed while saying so.

At that moment, the three who had swept away the surrounding Oni Emperors returned, with pale expressions.

「Lute-san!? We’ve been forced to eat suspicious poison every single day until we vomited!」

「Hahaha! Nap time? We haven’t even had proper sleep for half a year!」

「An unreasonably rigorous leveling without any safety margin. And countless strengthening methods that bring death to the brink… Well, in a sense, it might be appropriate…」

「Well, well, don’t say that. It must have been much worse than when I was there.」

「Don’t lump me with you!」

The foul-mouthed priestess.

The warrior of Lotor.

The elf instructor.

It seems the three had been through hell.

And then, the three suddenly put on serious expressions.

「The Oni Gods are making a group appearance.」

「Hoho. I see… ominous, isn’t it? They’re the so called gods, after all.」

「Now, what should we do, Lute-san?」

Looking around, there are visibly ten Oni Gods.

Even though this force alone could swallow up an entire kingdom in an instant—

「One each. You guys take care of three of them.」

With a calm expression, the boy declared.

「Lute-san? What about the rest…?」

The boy draws his sword, cracking his neck as he speaks.

「I’ll handle it.」

「No, wait!」

「What’s wrong?」

「The opponent is ten Oni Gods! Those guys are beyond normal!]

「If you understand that, then leave it to us.」

「This is too reckless! We also have forces here. If we cooperate, our casualties can be minimized—」

「Normal forces are useless. This area ahead… belongs to those who’ve forsaken humanity. If you tread with human frailty, you’ll get hurt, you know?」

「What do you mean?」

「You’ll be a hindrance.」

—And a few minutes later.

「You guys are insane…」

All ten Oni Gods—each of their heads severed from their bodies without a scratch. The four of themー or rather, three are panting though, they seem quite tired.

But the boy who single-handedly cut down all seven Oni Gods, the majority of their force, doesn’t show the slightest sign of fatigue.

And then the boy looks sharply to the east.

「Now, it’s just a preliminary battle.」

「Preliminary battle?」

「The evolution of humanity: Mass-produced Heroes (Overs). They’re one of their trump cards.」

And then, before us appeared the disaster demon known as the calamity of the East.