A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

The silver-haired creature, which was about to swing its giant hammer, suddenly stopped.

Not only the rain on Him, but also the rain falling around Him froze together, forming a huge old cage that locked Him in place.

"Hmph—" Eric could hear the guy snort coldly.

He used brute force to smash all the ice and stepped on Eric, the culprit.

Only He entered this magic circle.

The other silver species are too cowardly. Even if this magic array can restrict their concepts, so what?

The black iron type remains weak, as weak as an ant.

The moment the ice wall stood up, everyone except the silver-haired knight statue-like figure stopped in their tracks.

There's no need for cowardly and cunning characters in "All Gods United"; they'll surely be dealt with by Umkandal later on.

As He was thinking this, He swung the giant hammer in His hand and smashed it down on the black iron creature that had created the ice wall.

There are still some troublesome ones among the Black Iron type, but they're probably one in a million.

Moreover, it's merely a nuisance to them.

Even if the concept is lost, the brute force that can sweep away everything still exists.

The heavy hammer fell, cracking the ground in an instant, and even the surrounding buildings were directly shattered by the impact.

"Colonel..." Alice, who was holding Eric, was blown to the ground in a disheveled state, and murmured in a daze.

Even though she was somewhat disoriented, she instinctively tried to adjust her posture as she slid down, so that she wouldn't be unable to get up for a long time.

Alice, who had just gotten up, narrowed her eyes and her heart almost trembled.

She saw Eric collapse very close to the silver-haired creature, very close...

“Colonel Eric!!!” she called out his name almost instinctively.

Upon hearing the sound, Eric struggled to lift his eyelids, waved his right hand at Alice to indicate that he was alright, and snapped his fingers with his left hand at the same time.

"Snapping my fingers is definitely more convenient," Eric said irritably.

Ice spears surged from the ground, crisscrossing as they pierced the massive silver object. The angle of the ice spears was just right to jam the long handle of the giant hammer, preventing it from swinging smoothly.

"Captain, let's run!" Eric scrambled to his feet and, pulling Alice along, ran off without looking back.

"Is there any good way?" Alice asked idly after firing a shot at the silver-colored creature.

The bullets, of course, had no effect, but Alice knew this was the outcome and simply used it as a way to vent her frustration.

She was really scared to death...

“Good question, I actually do have one,” Eric replied as he ran.

The fact that the opponent had never used that ability to kill instantly made Eric somewhat understand the function of the magic circle: to restrict the opponent's abilities.

This magic array... is absolutely crucial.

As long as one doesn't possess the ability to decide life or death in an instant, there's always a possibility of maneuvering.

Moreover, the silver-haired person behind him seemed quite serious, like someone trying to swat a mosquito by hitting its head.

Well, Eric is no different from a mosquito now. He can bother this guy, but it's impossible for him to cause fatal damage.

Even with an extra ring on his finger acting as an amplifier, Eric couldn't instantly become an incredibly powerful being.

He remains the "perennial colonel," not the hero who slays all demon kings.

Fortunately, there was only one monster that stepped into the magic circle. If another one had come, Eric would have been better off buying himself a coffin sooner rather than later.

Even just one of them is enough to give you a headache.

We can't let this guy go any deeper. If he takes a few more steps, he'll reach the area where a large number of survivors are.

We've saved so many people with great difficulty; we absolutely cannot watch those who survived be slaughtered.

“While I’m keeping this guy occupied, contact our dear emperor,” Eric said to Alice.

"The blind man is probably out of luck. Now we can only rely on that 'Sword Saint'." He didn't believe in Emperor Carrasco's identity, but rather in Carrasco's identity as the "Sword Saint".

Eric was still very clear about when and what kind of people were needed.

Although it's possible to contact Carrasco during the escape, that would be too dangerous.

In this life-or-death escape, the slightest lapse in concentration could result in instant death, and he certainly didn't want his subordinate to be killed by a single blow.

"I can be with you..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Eric interrupted Alice before she could finish speaking.

"Tell the 'Sword Saint' everything clearly and thoroughly."

"This magic array is probably able to suppress the opponent's ability to instantly kill us, so the most urgent thing is to have a strong fighter to kill this guy who rushed in."

"This isn't just about defusing the crisis, it's also about sending a warning to those outside the ice wall." Rain soaked Eric's body, blurring his vision.

Every word he uttered was perfectly clear and logical, and he remained calm even when there was someone right behind him who could kill him with a single blow.

Don't panic, or you'll die even faster.

"Are you planning to sacrifice yourself?!" Alice's tone unconsciously became harsher.

"My mission is to protect your descendants! I absolutely cannot..."

"I never thought you'd act impulsively like this," Eric said, pursing his lips.

“It’s good that you’re all puffed up.” He snapped his fingers.

Solid ice connects the surrounding ruins of houses, freezing the path ahead of the Silver Seed.

"Boom!!!" The attack that the silver-type had been swinging with all its might at the tiny black iron-type beneath its feet landed on the ice wall.

After withstanding only one blow, the ice wall shed a large amount of ice shards and teetered on the brink of collapse.

"..." Alice pondered for a long time.

"Don't just die on your own." She hesitated for a moment, then finally said those words.

“Then just run to the left and make a proper phone call,” Eric said, snapping his fingers to repair the ice wall.

"..." As Alice ran to the left, she couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Eric.

"Don't do this, it's making me feel like I want to die."

“You have a precedent,” Alice muttered like a little girl.

“Nobody would include their own death in their plans,” Eric said to Alice with a mocking smile.

By the time the ice wall was smashed by the second blow from the silver-haired creature, Alice had already run quite a distance.

Let's assume that's a safe distance.

Then, in front of Eric stood the demigod who seemed capable of destroying everything.

"This is going to be a real headache." The sight of the demigod so close made Eric's breath catch in his throat.

He seemed to have said a lot of things to defend himself.

I really hope I won't get myself into trouble because of what I said later.

For example, I rarely get a fever, but I might get one the next day; this has happened quite often.

"Good afternoon, big guy."

"I am an ordinary soldier of the Will Empire."

"Nice to meet you." Eric snapped his fingers, turning all the surrounding ice into mist, and his figure appeared within it. Although Eric took the initiative to greet the other party, the silver-haired creature, resembling a giant statue, seemed to have no intention of acknowledging him.

This was also within Eric's expectations; he would have been surprised if the other party had said "Hi" to him.

The important thing is that stopping this guy is actually much more difficult than imagined.

"Wow, what a fierce look... I'm going to die..." Eric was astonished at the destructive power of the other party.

His snapping of his fingers never stopped, and the frozen ice was shattered again.

After his attack is easily neutralized, Eric will hide himself in the mist.

"Get out here!!!!!!!!!!" Finally, the silver-haired figure, who resembled a knight statue, let out an angry roar.

He kicked the building in front of him to pieces, then smashed it with a hammer.

Even with fog obstructing vision, He doesn't need to rely solely on sight to track Eric.

He can also sense the other person's presence.

However, this thick fog did indeed irritate Him. It was one thing to perceive it, but it was quite another to have his vision completely obscured by white fog.

"Haha...it can actually talk." Eric, his military uniform torn, fled in another direction in a disheveled state, then said in a slightly surprised tone.

However, Eric's voice was very soft, and the silver-haired creature seemed unable to hear it.

If they heard that, they would be even more furious.

"Hurry up...our dear emperor," Eric muttered to himself.

He was going to die if the emperor didn't come soon.

He could already see the eager expressions of the silver-ranked beings outside the magic circle.

This guy's recklessness gave the demigods watching from the outside a lot of confidence.

One is already like this; if a few more come, the last inner city of the capital will truly be flattened.

I wonder if there are any conflicts between the nobles and commoners in the inner city.

It would certainly be unpleasant for the nobles to see their land being used by a large number of commoners.

Those are a bunch of self-centered idiots who probably won't understand how terrifying things are until the Silver Seed's teeth are placed on their necks.

However, the people he needs to protect also include those idiots.

Yes, yes, and there were also ordinary people who criticized him for being ineffective.

Thinking about this, Eric suddenly didn't want to do it anymore.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!" The huge shockwave sent Eric flying, crashing into the rubble of the ruins.

If it weren't for the snow he laid behind him to cushion the fall at the last second, he probably would have broken his leg.

The process of being thrown into the air alone caused Eric to suffer serious injuries.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground, spat out the blood and foam from his mouth, and then got up again as quickly as possible.

"Seriously, I don't want to do this anymore... Quickly transfer me to an easier position." Eric wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and immediately started running.

"Can't you just fly into a rage and stomp your feet on the spot so I have enough time to catch my breath?!" he yelled at the silver-haired creature.

This time, the voice was very loud, and the silver-haired creature heard it clearly.

"Arrogant ants!!!!!!!!!!" Eric's words ignited His full fury.

"Isn't that a bit awkward?!" Eric retorted, then turned and ran.

The enraged knight raised his giant hammer high and slammed it down in front of him.

As the giant hammer swung through the air, everything around it cracked inch by inch.

Eric, who was running, suddenly felt as if something was pressing down on him, and he couldn't move.

At that moment, he couldn't even breathe.

Magic seemed to be out of control, and he couldn't even cast a single spell.

He really wanted to snap his fingers.

Even if he's going to be crushed to death, let him snap his fingers first, okay?

Even without a concept of it, the brute force that could destroy all the civilization products of the Black Iron race was enough to induce despair.

The pale blue light within the dark ring continued to deepen.

As an amplifier, the ring faithfully fulfills its mission.

The magic gathered around Eric, giving him a moment to breathe and move.

However, it was only for a moment; the magic that had been gathered to resist the pressure of the silver seed quickly showed signs of dissipating.

But in that instant, Eric could snap his fingers.