As if on cue, Alastor bounced back evading the slash from the spree walker. He vertically cut before it can counter.

    Alastor bellowed move forward towards the beninghol. He successfully killed it.

    Another came to him, an epistis came carrying a skeleton warrior. The epistis threw the skeleton on the ground and as a result killing the beninghol gasping for life. Alastor also heard the rumble. He looks at his back and saw several monsters coming after him.

    On the other side of the battlefield, the tribunal hunters saw what happened. The captain seemed to be worried. He automatically glanced over his head comrade and shook his head towards Alastor.

    Three out of his fourteen men nodded and rushed over. The rest of the group covered their flanks as the three motioned with haste.

    Alastor quickly move back as the beninghol whizzed past from his left side. He huffed and dragged his right feet in a semicircular manner to his back before twisting his hips and cutting down the skeleton’s head.

    Another spree walker came to his right and his back and attempted to swing their forearms. He quickly chanted the spell and moved his sword to repel the sword of the skeleton before doing a side roll and swiftly stabbing the spree walker. He undid the magic and from the body, Alastor dragged his sword, swinging, and cut the monster skeleton in half.

    The other spree walker broke through the wall. Alastor hesitantly lifted his sword. He felt his hands are shaking. Despite his call for strength, his hands didn’t properly acknowledge the force and consequently, he fell to the ground.

    Alastor glared at the spree walker.

    “Abomination.” He hissed.

    A loud clang and a bright spark caught his attention. An unusual single-edge sword with odd curvature blocked the spikes from the forearm of the spree walker.

    Another two whoosh behind him. Clang, groaned and splattering of blood can be heard from his back.

    The man before him quickly repelled the force from the enemy, making it retreat. He hastily moves and without even offering a chance of opening, he lifted his sword and descended with a whistle as it cuts through its flesh. The body split into two and as the blood was drawn out, he swung his sword in the air removing the stain of blood.

    The tribunal who had to help him offered his hand. Alastor shoved it and stood on his own.

    “I don’t need help.” Alastor’s voice was cold and strict.

    Though, masked, Alastor felt the glares from the other two.

    Alastor shook it off and glance over the enemies.

    When he felt something odd, Alastor look around. He senses the air became heavy, still and there’s a pressure, like the gravity is being doubled, in fact, it felt that the air itself is being bent to the ground.

    That’s the moment when Alastor looked up to the sky and saw a giant ball of rock hurling over the horizon and streaking from the sky towards them.

    The hunter grabbed Alastor and leaped away from the center of the impact.

    Thereafter, as the giant cannonball landed, the ground shook, debris from what it seems to be an asteroid didn’t spare the monsters, their worlds were turned upside down.

    Along with the impact, dust, smoke, and billowing fire erupted. A few minutes passed, when everything seems to cool down, they came closer to the crater to take a closer look.

    Alastor rose from kneeling as the last light of the wall of light vanishes. The three warriors gathered while Alastor observed from a distance.

    They cautiously climbed on the slightly elevated land. One of them peered and waves his hand to stave the smoldering smoke away.

    Alastor''s senses heightened. His organs twitched. His knees dropped to the ground.

    He was unsure whether the feeling of the trembling came from his repulsive heartbeat or from the ground. But seeing how others reacted, he guesses that it’s the latter.

    Alastor witnessed a giant shadow overlaps their presence.

    The three warriors who were close to it had struck in awe. Without a doubt, whatever that appeared right now is on a different scale compared to them, including Alastor.

    The elder one snapped out. He dragged the two with great strength.

    Alastor was feeling the pain of the twitch and observing the giant arm over 70 meters high.

    It took a slight jerk of its arm to alarm people what’s coming next. They all ran away from the gigantic arm as it comes down.

    Alastor gathered his strength to pull himself up. Though he can withstand the twitch, it holds a greater toll on his muscle movements, hence making him vulnerable to external influences.

    It matters not. Alastor had already made his way outside of the zone of impact. He felt the pressure of the air pushing down. He did not dare to look back.

    The moment he stopped a loud crash boomed behind him. The force of the wind had his posture unstable and rolled over the ground.

    Alastor unsheathe his sword and plunged on the ground to withstand the momentum.

    It was brief but it’s disastrous.

    Alastor couldn’t put away the stinging sensation. He’s sure that it isn’t just a mere imagination. It felt something pierce on his body and he is right about that.

    When he looked at the source, a small sharp piece of wood struck on his legs.

    Alastor carefully pulled out the wood. It was nothing compared to his previous injuries, moreover, the reason he continues huffed and puffed baffles his mind.

    “Just what the hell is happening to me?” Alastor asked himself.

    When he made sure that there is nothing more residue left on his wound, he covered it with his white handkerchief, putting as much pressure to stop the bleeding.

    Another rumble came to disrupt his senses again. This time the magnitude increased until the crater exploded like a volcano. Rocks and dirt showered from the sky. A huge shadow was erected in the sky.

    Their attention gathered to the same source.

    “This couldn’t be…”

    Alastor felt his tongue dry. Stunned and confused, he didn’t notice a boulder propelling towards him. It was later he notices it and snapped from his own mind’s constriction.

    It wasn’t something he should worry about.

    Alastor blocked it with his transcendent wall. It didn’t even manage to break through, only manage to put a single crack.

    Now, he returned from pondering the question. What is that thing?

    Before he could put his mind into investigating, the giant being had swung its deformed hand. On its trail, it killed indiscriminately the monsters and the hunters within the range.

    Alastor conjured multiple barrages of transcendent walls to block it from its tracks. But its raw power proves to be superior to his defense.

    “Well, shit!”

    Alastor leaped away and lunged himself over the air while bouncing using the transcendent walls that are floating in the air.

    He looked at his left and saw how close the back of its hand was to him. Alastor felt that it’s a few feet away from him as the pressure of the air.

    Until he felt something pull him.

    The gigantic grey wall whizzed behind him.

    Alastor landed and hastily moved forward. He looked at his waist and saw the chain wrapped him.

    The tail of the chain was unshackled and returned from its owner.

    It was the hunters from before who saved him.

    “Thanks for the save.” Alastor showed his gratitude.

    “Don’t sweat it.” He replied.

    And their attention gathered back to the monster again.

    “Is it what I think it is?” Alastor asked.

    The hunter silently nodded. “It’s an elder golem.”

    As they looked, the golem stared back at them with its yellow daunting eyes and unreadable expression.. Its body is made of mass rock and dirt as if the planet itself gave birth to it.