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.

blank gazes alone, it was clear they would only aim

buy at least seven minutes… no,

men were weak, but

'They just have to—'

voice that woke him from the depth of his thoughts belonged to

he raised his head as he

This counts as

not comprehend what

"Self… defense…?"

as he uttered those words, he saw all his subordinates suddenly get crushed by something invisible—as if it fell on them from

blood to erupt from where they stood, and pink

"E-eh…?"

crimson liquid sprayed in multiple directions and the bones and flesh of his subordinates were ground into a mixed form that

appalling—no,

he knew any word that could properly describe the grotesque bloodshed

like the action of a human

the work of

know how he still found the courage to speak, but he was able to mutter

had perished so easily to this entity

minutes, but they

was absurd!

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

"Next."

********

'I killed…'

absentmindedly stared at

the first time ever… I killed

them, but there was no use counting at this

infinitely precious, so a hundred times

be honest, this doesn't feel any

to dismiss

to convince himself that something about

who had done worse atrocities—did they have

what reason had

Well…

[Skill Details]

[Carnage]

Tier: B

amount of human lives you take. Additional Stats will be stacked based

~Current Additional Stats~

Life Force: 10

Mana Level: 10

Combat Ability: 10

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