An Extra’s POV

"KILL THIS BASTARD!"

Ogun knew he had neither arm or leg to aid him, so he used the only weapon he had left.

—His words!

"I command you as your leader—as a Head of Destruction—kill him!"

The moment he said this, the scared and hesitant soldiers all grasped their weapons tightly and took battle stances.

Their blank faces showed that they were probably not moving of their volition.

"I see… some kind of mind control activated by command." Ralyks muttered as Ogun grinned with satisfaction.

The masked man wasn't wrong.

This was a special privilege given to every member of the Nine Heads of Destruction.

They could order lower members to do whatever, and they would listen. This wasn't the result of a Skill, but simply the crest that every member of the Mercenary Gang had.

It was imbued with a Magic Spell that bound them to the will of their leaders; hence, giving the latter the ability to control them.

'I can only give them simple instructions like this, but that's more than enough!'

Ogun knew that even a hundred men wouldn't be enough to kill the monster before him, but at the very least they could distract him.

'I'll use that chance to escape!'

During the chaos, he'd command two of the men to carry him out of the battlefield.

He was a battle-hardened warrior, but Ogun was not suicidal.

He would simply live to fight another day. After building his strength to the utmost degree, he would return for a second round.

'Yes! I'll rip him to shreds when that time comes. For now, though, I'll leave it to my subordinates.'

They usually just stood there while he fought all the battles for them, so this wasn't a heartless or wicked decision, right?

He had done so much for them, so the very least they could do was repay him for all his hard work.

That was how Ogun saw it.

"UWOOOAAHHHH!!!"

The army marched forward, all of them raising their blades and rushing towards the single foe.

The earth trembled as the air vibrated as a result of the noisy advance of a hundred men.

them, and from their blank gazes alone, it

least seven minutes… no, most likely five

were weak, but they

'They just have to—'

the depth of his thoughts belonged

raised his head

counts as

not comprehend what he was

"Self… defense…?"

those words, he saw all his subordinates suddenly get

fountains of blood to erupt from where

"E-eh…?"

sprayed in multiple directions and the bones and flesh of his subordinates were ground

appalling—no,

could properly describe the grotesque bloodshed he just

the action of a human at

work

the courage to speak, but he

so easily

would last five minutes, but they couldn't

was absurd! Too

the crimson gaze of the masked one fell on Ogun as he coldly

"Next."

********

'I killed…'

at the frightened man in front of

the first time ever… I

a hundred of them, but there was no

was infinitely precious, so

doesn't feel any

to

to convince himself that something about what he

scum—criminals who had done

reason had he done

Well…

[Skill Details]

[Carnage]

Tier: B

grow stronger based on the amount of human lives

~Current Additional Stats~

Life Force: 10

Mana Level: 10

Combat Ability: 10

[End Of Information]