If it were an ordinary person, the scene before them would only inspire despair.
This number is simply too overwhelming.
With just the few of them, how could they possibly stand against such a massive enemy force?
Lucas charged toward Nolly, grabbing her up and carrying her in the direction of Lina and Aloma.
He could handle these enemies on his own, but Nolly could not.
Her stamina was limited, and the moment she ran out of energy would be the moment she died.
He absolutely could not take that risk.
“Lu… Lucas? What are you doing?”
Nolly, suddenly lifted off the ground, was confused and even tried to break free to keep fighting.
“Nolly, save your strength. You can’t keep fighting for long.”
“Then can you?”
Nolly punched Lucas’s chest.
“Put me down. I want to help you!”
“Nolly, listen to me. Leave these enemies to me.”
Lucas’s body no longer felt fatigue.
In a fight like this, he alone was enough.
“What are you doing?”
Lina asked curiously when she saw Lucas carrying Nolly away.
After explaining his plan, Lina bowed her head in thought.
Soon after, she raised her head again and grabbed Nolly’s arm.
“Listen to Lucas.”
Lina ordered Nolly.
“But…”
“No buts. We don’t know what we’ll encounter ahead. Until then, you need to save your energy. I’m not telling you this as Lina, but as the kingdom’s princess. Are you going to disobey the princess’s command?”
“Nolly.”
Lucas gently patted Nolly’s shoulder.
“Leave it to me.”
With that, Lucas took up his saw spear alone and walked toward the massive black swarm of enemies.
Countless, the number of enemies was beyond the eye’s ability to calculate.
How many such monsters had been born in the Dead Harbor area over the past few decades?
Lucas pulled his saw spear and sighed deeply, charging into the horde.
Only two giant fishmen remained unhandled, and eliminating those two was the urgent priority.
But now, getting close to them was far from easy.
The giant fishmen were surrounded by a thick crowd of fishmen and jellyfish-infected humans.
Lucas could only get close by killing the monsters around them.
But for every group he killed, new monsters surged forward to fill the gaps.
Killing and killing, Lucas’s entire body was soaked in dark red blood, yet the number of monsters did not decrease—it only grew.
The giant fishmen also started swinging iron chains and ship anchors at Lucas.
Lucas raised his saw spear to block.
These two were immensely strong; when Lucas took the hit head-on, he was slammed down onto one knee.
“Lucas!”
Lucas, grappling with the giant fishmen, heard Nolly’s call, but he had no time to respond.
Summoning all his strength, he stood up, pressed the ship anchor back, quickly drew his gun, aimed at the fishmen’s heads, and pulled the trigger.
Perhaps the prolonged battle had distracted Lucas—his shot missed, the bullet skimming just past the fishmen’s heads.
Lucas smiled wryly. He was still pushing himself too hard.
The fishmen swung their anchors again, and more monsters surged toward Lucas’s position.
No… no way… he absolutely could not fall here.
For the sake of those behind him, and for Relia waiting for him at home, he could not fall here.
Lucas gripped his saw spear with both hands, timed the ship anchor smashing toward him, rolled on the ground to dodge, and swung his spear to cut through the dense crowd of enemies.
At least this bought him some breathing room.
The anchor slammed down again.
When Lucas noticed the shadow above his head, it was already too late to dodge.
The giant fishman’s blow landed solidly on his back, sending him crashing into a pit in the ground.
If it were an ordinary person, that blow would have turned them to pulp, but Lucas’s body endured it.
Even the giant fishman must have wondered why Lucas was still alive.
Apart from some pain, Lucas’s body was largely unscathed.
With the blessing of the Divine Authority, even the pain was nearly imperceptible.
Unyielding, the giant fishman raised the anchor again to strike.
At the same time, another giant fishman wielding an iron chain swung it, trying to bind Lucas.
“Heh…”
Lucas’s lips curved slightly as he eyed the incoming chains.
He still lacked combat experience—this was something he should have noticed earlier.
Dodging the incoming anchor, Lucas grabbed the chain wielded by the giant fishman.
Time was limited; speed was crucial.
Lucas held the chain and sprinted wildly around the two giant fishmen, wrapping the chain around their legs.
The two massive fishmen, their feet bound, immediately lost balance and fell to the ground together.
Lucas did not dare delay; he stepped forward with a swift stride, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger at their heads.
With the biggest threat eliminated, Lucas holstered his gun and tightened his grip on the saw spear.
Next, it would be a one-sided massacre.
The battle raged on until the sun sank below the horizon.
By the time Lucas’s saw spear severed the last fishman’s head, darkness had fully fallen.
On the beach, piles of fishmen and jellyfish-infected human corpses formed literal mountains.
Lucas, stained entirely red with blood, stood atop the corpse pile.
Holding his saw spear, he looked like a demon emerging from hell itself.
No more enemies emerged from the sea.
This should mean the area was completely cleared.
Lucas raised his head to the sky and exhaled deeply.
Despite slaughtering so many monsters, his heart felt calm and unmoved.
Previously, even killing a chicken required psychological preparation.
Was this also the effect of the Divine Authority?
A hand gripped his blood-stained hand.
Turning, Lucas saw Nolly climbing up the corpse pile beside him.
“Are you alright?” she asked with concern.
“Yeah… I’m fine…”
“Don’t push yourself. When you got hit by the anchor earlier, Nolly was about to freak out.”
Lina also came over, her clothes stained with blood.
It was unclear whether it was splattered blood or if she had also fought without Lucas noticing.
“Little Brother… you’re basically a superhero!”
Aloma appeared last.
“You don’t know, but you’ve really been killing monsters all afternoon!”
Really… I was killing monsters all along, and by the end, I had become numb, completely losing track of time.
Right now, I don’t feel hurt, not even tired.
Is this the effect of the Divine Authority…?
“I’m fine. I’m not tired.”
Seeing Nolly trying to support him, Lucas refused her help.
“It’s safe here now. Let’s investigate the area…”
Looking around, all he saw were corpses everywhere.
Moving through the piles was arduous.
Nolly stubbornly insisted on supporting Lucas, and he finally accepted her help.
The four of them picked their way through the corpses, searching for valuable clues.
“Ah, what’s that?”
Aloma suddenly whispered excitedly, pointing not far ahead.
Following her gaze, behind a large rock, a dazzling flame was rising.