Chapter 83.

The difference in power was indisputable. The sacred light could not overcome the ferocious beast using its masters massive lance as its horn, and the energy quickly dispersed, nowhere to be found. As though still ravenous after devouring the holy energy, the power of Wind Bite rushed forward and tore through the paladins shoulder.

Kuack!

The mans shoulder disintegrated, as though hit by an armor-piercing round. At that moment, the other foreigners stopped waiting and entered the fight. One picked up his wounded comrade, and the remaining five each attacked with their swords, spears, and bows. The beast summoned by Wind Bite was scattered by the unified attack.

Seon-Hyeok felt something rise up and come out of his mouth. The taste and smell of iron filled the inside of his helmet, and he wanted nothing more than to lift up his visor and spit out the unpleasant blood in his mouth. However, he restrained himself and gripped his lance even tighter.

Lets go, Goldie.

The moment he whispered in his mind, Goldrake raised his body, lifting his front legs off the ground. And with that, he timed his descent with his owners attack. The movement of the giant monster was enough to provide the necessary distance for a lance attack.

Wind Piercing.

Seon-Hyeok stabbed down with his weapon.

Block it!

Because of the wounded, the foreigners did not dare evade the attack and instead gathered their energy once again. Sword energy and other abilities gathered, all targeting Seon-Hyeok.

The only high-tier foreigner among them is that paladin.

The attacks were powerful, but lacking compared to the mace surrounded in holy light. Seon-Hyeok tightly closed his bloody mouth.

Whoosh.

The force this time was not as powerful as his previous attack. However, because of the close range and consequently the ease of targeting, Seon-Hyeoks attack was even sharper.

Crack.

There was no scream. All that was heard was the quiet shattering of iron armor and the sound of soft flesh being completely pierced through. Such was the sound of a life being extinguished, and the foreigner, stabbed through the heart, died without making a single noise.

Bang!

His enemies belatedly attacked. However, all of these abilities were blocked by Goldrakes tough scales. The drakes hard scales were ripped from his body and his flesh and blood with them.

Roar!

Seeing blood, the monster let out a roar and bared his teeth towards the enemy rather than shrinking back in pain. One of the foreigners, stepping back from the drakes powerful jaw, tripped and fell.

Seon-Hyeoks eyes flashed as he stabbed down towards his enemy who had just offered an opening. He no longer had the strength to carelessly use his abilities. However, despite his exhaustion, his attacks were like flashes of light, and more than enough to penetrate the heart of his enemy. It made no difference whether his opponent was torn to pieces by the wind or stabbed by a humble wooden spear. A life was taken all the same.

Squish.

Stabbed through the neck, the foreigner opened and closed his mouth. It looked like he wanted to leave his will or say his last words, but no matter how hard he tried, all that came out was the sound of air leaking. Soon, the foreigner ceased to flounder about and collapsed. Having lost two comrades in an instant, the foreigners attitudes changed.

You heartless bastard!

The foreigners desperately tried to evoke memories of the other world, but the battle situation was too dire for Seon-Hyeok to show weakness. He had neutralized his greatest threat, but there were still four foreigners left standing. Running low on strength, he struggled to hold up his drooping arms and trained his weapon on his enemies.