Bam! Bam! Bam!
A hail of blows from seven monsters rained down on a single human, but it didn't seem like this human was in a difficult situation.
Goen moved so fast that Adam and Alexia, watching the battle, could barely see even a fraction of his movements.
At the same time, it was easy for them to see the attacks of everyone from the fifth team, except for the Old Horn.
"This monster, he doesn't look like the others," Adam thought, looking at the Old Horn. "If these seven are directly subordinate to the Befallen Crown, then he's some mercenary, right? Shit, so all this time here, in the Primal Lands, there was someone like him?'
Only the Old Horn could fight Goen on equal terms, although that was an exaggeration.
After all, Goen was still using only his fists and energy, while the Old Horn immediately summoned his Arc.
