Clean. Decisive. Almost a one-hit kill!
This thunderous display of power instantly drew the attention of several nearby monsters and was also noticed by many of the ever-vigilant Great Knights.
The representative from the Golden Coast, who was struggling to hold on, caught sight of the scene. Hope flared in his eyes and he shouted hoarsely, "Governor, Your Excellency! Help!"
But Murphy didn't even glance his way. Without breaking stride, he moved again, a deep blue phantom skimming across the ground, lunging straight for the large, ferocious Scorching Beast that was forcing the highlander into a steady retreat.
The reasoning was simple: prioritize neutralizing the greatest threats—the nodes that could decide the battle's outcome—rather than simply saving people.
On this dark red wasteland, the battle escalated in the bloodiest and most direct way imaginable, suddenly reaching a fever pitch.
