An Extra’s POV

"HAAA… AT LONG LAST."

Wili'am smiled as he slowly began to descend from his heights, once again staring at the empty spaces that the pesky Visitors once occupied.

"THEY'RE GONE. I'LL TAKE CARE OF THEM AT MY CONVENIENCE, BUT FIRST…" He looked forward, at the two groups of Adventurers who were still hiding behind their shield.

As long as they were inside, he couldn't affect them, but he wondered how long the barrier would last.

'Probably not for long…' His thoughts trailed as he chuckled slightly.

"THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE, THOUGH. TO THINK I COULD HAVE ACTUALLY DIED IF I TOOK A COUPLE MORE HITS LIKE THAT…"

Most of the attacks they sent towards him really weren't worth considering. They only shaved off a tiny portion of his Life Force, and he recovered them in no time.

He could have gone and on like that for days and nothing would have changed.

The 'hit' that Wili'am was referring to were those ones that remained unaccounted for. He truly didn't know what hit him, and just how many times they came.

All he knew was that they were fast and too strong for his regeneration to keep up with.

"BUT ALL OF THAT IS OVER NOW…" He grinned, looking at the flickering barriers that surrounded the people.

Wili'am could sense it. In a few more seconds, their moment of grace would be over.

'I'll blow off some steam with these maggots, and then I'll take my time killing the Visitors one at a time.'

He should have known better than to underestimate them—or at least one of them. Wili'am didn't know who was responsible for those heavy attacks, and how they were hiding their strength so well, but he was sure he would be able to identify them if he took them out one by one.

Even if they are dangerous, they can't kill me in a single hit. I'll attack from a distance, and if it seems like they're gaining the advantage, I'll just change the setting once again.

'Thankfully, my recovery is fast. A few more minutes and I should be at full health.'

Just as he had this thought, the barrier that protected the weaklings finally faded away, exposing the frightened humans to the ultimate catastrophe known as him.

NOW THAT YOUR CHAMPIONS ARE GONE? I HONESTLY DOUBT IT, ALL

in-between naps, and he was yet to find something incredibly exciting among them. The most interesting thing about the whole Conquest was the clash between Jet and Sebas, but

Visitor thought the other

ALL ELIMINATED QUITE A NUMBER OF MY UNDEAD, I HOPE YOU ARE READY TO REPLACE

on their faces told him they did not desire such a fate. If

'[Miasma Breath]'

Lord's mouth, and he readied his aim… even though the Miasma would perfectly spread across the vast room no matter where he shot it

~BOOOOM!~

was shot, and it descended upon the hopeless

The end had come.

Or so the Skeletal

But—

"Chaos Judgment!"

the space, and an unbelievable amount of power

the corruption that charged, instantly

shockwave dominated the air, creating fireworks of black and

muttered to himself as

lone forms like tiny specks of dust in the damaged

a white coat, and the other was dressed in black. They both had an incredible amount of energy flowing around them, but without a doubt, the one

Wili'am could tell that it wasn't the blade

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though he already

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in the survival of so many Adventurers. All

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of the past, so Wili'am knew he

question, however,

ARE YOU

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