"Yeah… with the support from everyone, no matter what, we must win!"
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"....." The supporters stared blankly at that figure, battered on the outside, but standing tall and straight, their faces filled with expressions of awe.
After shooting down a worm that had crawled close, Alicia's bright eyes were full of something different, emotions so intense they were about to burst forth.
Lefiya, for some reason, at that very moment, Fron's figure overlapped with that equally radiant golden-haired swordswoman, the one she had always admired. And now, this stubborn girl, her feelings toward Fron were beginning to undergo a change she herself had yet to realize.
Was it admiration? Or anticipation? Or perhaps…
...
With his heavy body, Fron fought the monster horde relying solely on willpower.
Every movement, every dodge, every swing of his weapon, his body seemed to be groaning.
The young man lowered his head slightly, biting hard on his lip to force himself to stay conscious.
"Everyone, the distance to the giant monster is 300!"
"Give it everything you have, we must close in!"
"Ais, Fron, save your remaining strength. The final blow is yours!"
While Finn and the others launched a charge toward the corrupted spirit that was still endlessly absorbing magic, he shouted instructions to the two lagging behind.
"Understood!"
"Mm!"
"Hsssss, " Facing the adventurers' all-out assault, as unstoppable as a crashing tide, the monster horde shrieked madly, unleashing even more frenzied attacks.
Pouring in all their strength, staking everything the Loki Familia had, they used every means they had for the sake of just these few hundred meters.
"Puh--"
Even when the monsters once again used wave tactics, it only held the adventurers back for a brief moment!
Then it was cleaved into pieces by the furious dwarf!
"Well done, Gareth!"
"Everyone, keep advancing!"
"Hmph, mere monsters think they can stop this old man? You're a few hundred years too early!"
The adventurers roared as they charged down the path the dwarf had opened, slaying the horde with every ounce of their power, all for the sake of seizing that one chance at victory!
"Fron, can you still…?"
Rushing side by side with him, Ais asked with a trace of worry.
"No problem. Even as I am now, I still have the strength to deliver the final strike!"
"…."
Ais pressed her lips together, forcing her focus to shift her focus to the monsters before her, not Fron's battered form.
"[Awaken!]"
Wind coiled around the girl's slender body as she broke through the wall of despair alongside Finn and the others.
The entire formation shifted at that moment.
From above, it looked like a silver arrowhead, with Finn at the lead, the entire squad charging with unstoppable force, slaughtering monsters along the way.
The silver arrow gleamed coldly, clearing a thorny path straight toward the enemy's heart.
"Raul, Alicia, Anakitty, Lefiya, whether you use magic swords or spells, do as you please, but suppress their advance!"
"Yes!"
"Then, from here on, judge for yourselves. I'll be going all out as well!"
Saying this, Finn completed his ultra-short chant while sprinting at full speed.
"[Magic spear, penetrate my forehead offering blood]"
The chant ended, and Finn pressed the brilliance gathered at his thumb, like a sharp spearhead, against his forehead.
In the next instant, magic surged into Finn's small body.
"[Hell Finegas]"
"Ahhhhhhhh, !!"
When his eyes opened again, his green irises had turned completely scarlet, blazing with rage!
The calm leader and commander was utterly transformed in that moment! Just from watching the raging aura rising from Finn, Fron thought of a profession, Berserker!
[Hell Finegas], Finn's magic. By burning the inner desire for battle, it heightened fighting spirit and greatly enhanced all of the user's attributes.
The effect even surpassed the support magic of Ais and Fron.
Of course, such a powerful spell came with a price, the loss of calm judgment.
At this moment, Finn abandoned his role as leader and commander, becoming purely a warrior!
Seeing their leader now in full battle power, slaying monsters like chickens, everyone understood, Finn was fighting at his utmost.
"Captain!" Tione tossed her spare spear to Finn.
And the furious little Pallum warrior now wielded two spears over two meters long, completely mismatched with his small frame.
Yet, it was with this form that he accelerated, breaking from the squad entirely, hurling himself alone into the seamless ranks of monsters ahead.
"--!!"
Finn's solo battle, his massacre, began!
The monsters tried to muster their strength to block the lone enemy charging in.
But they were far too late, the berserker's blurred figure tore through them in an instant.
Like a whirlwind, Finn rushed past, his twin spears leaving afterimages, slicing through the monsters around him as easily as chopping vegetables.
"Splurt splurt splurt splurt––"
Tentacles and chunks of flesh flew everywhere, the sight even making the young werewolf click his tongue.
Relentlessly pressing forward, Finn spun his two spears into a storm, precisely shattering countless magic stones, reducing the surrounding creatures to pieces.
In the blink of an eye, more than half the monsters blocking the way were gone!
"Don't stop! Keep pushing forward!!! Create the opening for Fron and Ais!"
As they passed Finn, his heroic figure remained burned into their minds.
"This posture of Finn's, I can't remember the last time I saw it, "
"Hmph, then it's our turn!"
The blood in his body boiled, the young werewolf bared his fangs, his tattoos twisting with his ferocity.
He pulled the last dagger from his thigh holster, igniting his silver boots!
"Fwoosh", flames wrapped his legs as Bete revealed his savage side.
"Awooooooo!!"
"Disgusting scum, get the hell out of my sight!"
"Die! Die! Die!"
"Boom, boom, boom, "
Fron and Tiona exchanged a glance, and the amazoness grinned cruelly.
"Ha, can't let Bete steal the spotlight!"
"Tiona, let's go too!"
"Yaa-hey, watch me!"
Swinging their weapons, the Amazoness sisters went wild, hot-blooded and reckless, plunging straight into the monster swarm.
That bloody style of fighting, ignoring defense, focusing only on attack, left Fron behind them dumbfounded.
"So this is how the Amazoness fight… combined with skills triggered at the brink of desperation, tch, "
Recalling Tione's violent personality, he finally understood why.
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T/N: Bonus chapter for crossing 350 power stones; will post another bonus chapter in sometime~