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.

from their blank gazes alone, it

least seven minutes… no, most

men were weak, but they weren't

'They just have to—'

deep voice that woke him from the depth of

raised his head as

counts

comprehend what

"Self… defense…?"

words, he saw all his subordinates suddenly get crushed

fountains of blood to erupt from where they stood, and pink meat scattered in

"E-eh…?"

multiple directions and the bones and flesh

appalling—no,

word that could properly describe the grotesque bloodshed he

action of a human at

was the work

the courage to speak, but he was able

had perished so easily

five minutes, but they

was absurd!

the crimson gaze of the masked one fell on Ogun as he coldly spoke the words that caused the last

"Next."

********

'I killed…'

absentmindedly stared at the

time ever…

but there was

precious, so a hundred times infinity still

doesn't feel any different from

had to

something about what

though these men were scum—criminals who had done

reason had he done

Well…

[Skill Details]

[Carnage]

Tier: B

lives you take. Additional Stats

~Current Additional Stats~

Life Force: 10

Mana Level: 10

Combat Ability: 10

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