Nonoa didn't speak. He closed his eyes and felt the Soul Devourers running from all directions...
One step, two steps, three steps... on the left side, just five more steps to enter the range.
A map appeared in Nonoa's mind. This map covered the damage range of his Sword Qi, expanding outward from him in a circular shape. As long as something enters this circle, his sword can slash out to cut down the opponent.
This time, he intends to unleash a rain of swords!
Igor's chatter was incessant beside him, but it couldn't affect Nonoa. A skilled swordsman doesn't become annoyed by external disturbances because those things can't stop him from wielding his sword.
With one swing of the sword, Demonic Cleansing Slash!
Although Nonoa hadn't reached this level yet, as long as something entered his attack range, he could still ensure that he could cut it down with a single strike.
However, there were quite a number of Soul Devourers now, and he couldn't finish them off at once.
