A body that is naturally heavy tends to have great difficulty gaining speed.

    A heavy body is because it requires more strength to move.

    It is impossible to speed up such a body with ordinary muscle strength.

    But what if you could accelerate a body weighing thousands of tons to incredible speeds?

    The answer unfolded before the saint’s eyes.

    Crunch!

    “Ouch!”

    “Kahahah!”

    “Ugh… !”

    “Ahhhh! Aahhh-!”

    The formation of Paladins completely collapsed as they faced the enemy who rushed forward while raising his huge shield.

    The shields were dented and worn to the point of being unsightly, and the bodies of those holding them were shattered into pieces.

    The arms are grotesquely bent, and the legs are torn and grimy.

    It’s a level of bravery that he didn’t die.

    “Stop it!”

    “Surround them so they can’t run wild anymore!”

    Even though their comrades were defeated in an instant, they did not lose their fighting spirit.

    Instead, they surround him and charge into the middle of their formation, and engage in battle again.

    “Haaat!”

    “God, give me strength!”

    Swords, maces, and spears imbued with pure white divine power stab, cut, and strike Ayush without mercy.

    But it was all in vain.

    Kaang!

    Fight!

    Slosh!

    The squishy flesh was unharmed by any attack.

    On the contrary, those who attacked were exposed to danger.

    “Ah, no…!”

    “The weapon won’t come out… , ugh!”

    “Ugh!”

    A weapon caught in the rippling flesh.

    Ayush swung his fist the size of a pot lid at the bewildered people.

    A thick, fleshy arm closes the distance at an astonishing speed and strikes their faces.

    Three light punches.

    Phew!

    Kwajik!

    thud!

    The faces of the three people who were hit were so distorted that they were difficult to recognize.

    The Paladins surrounding Ayush swallowed dryly as they watched their comrade die in an instant.

    ‘It’s an unbelievable power… .’

    Paladins who are enchanted with divine power have weaker physical strength than ordinary warriors who use magical power, but they have the advantage of having a stronger body and faster recovery.

    That paladin lost his life with a single light punch from his opponent.

    That means the opponent in front of you has strength that is beyond imagination.

    Then, the most senior man among the Paladins gathered here gave new instructions.

    “… Attack in pairs.”

    The two-person team mentioned here is a paladin holding a shield and a paladin using a two-handed weapon.

    “Urgh!”

    “Chaat!”

    They divided offense and defense thoroughly.

    As the shield bearers barely managed to block the attacks, the paladins wielding two-handed weapons attacked.

    It seemed like he was holding out for quite some time in this way, but the results were also disastrous.

    Kwajik!

    “Ugh… the shield… !”

    The thick shield shattered or dented after barely withstanding three punches.

    And without fail, he lost his life to the fourth flying fist.

    Phew!

    Like those who died before, his face was sunken.

    “… … .”

    The number of dead Paladins is a whopping ten.

    In contrast, the opponent didn’t even have a single scratch on him.

    As the situation became overwhelming, as if watching a fight between children and adults, despair slowly began to creep into the Paladins’ faces.

    Gritting her teeth, she drew up her divine power and shouted as she struck the half-broken end of her staff into the ground.

    “Sanctuary of Caritas!”

    The divine power emanating from her body surrounds her in a hemispherical shape.

    At the same time, the bodies of Paladins who were injured quickly recover and their strength increases.

    “Wooo!”

    “The Holy Virgin watches over us!”

    “All charge!”

    The Paladins, with the power of the Saint on their backs, rush forward with renewed spirit.

    What stopped them was none other than the cry of the saint who gave them strength.

    “Everyone stop!”

    Paladins who suddenly stop walking.

    The saint gave new instructions to them.

    “We can’t defeat the opponents alone. So let’s buy some time with wheel warfare until support arrives.”

    “… Yes, I understand.”

    Paladin nods with a dark expression.

    The Paladins’ stance has changed.

    Slowly advance towards the enemy while keeping your weight on your back leg so that you can step back at any time, in a posture that seems like you might rush in at any time.

    “I’m hungry.”

    Ayush, feeling hungry, runs towards one of the camps surrounding him.

    The exact target is the restaurant behind them.

    “Rain, rain, get out of the way… !”

    Paladins avoiding the fierce attacks of charging enemies.

    At the same time, he quickly moved his large formation to push Ayush, whose position had changed, back to the center and lightly attacked him.

    An attack intended to deter, not kill, the opponent.

    No matter how impenetrable the flesh is, if something sharp mercilessly pricks it, the unpleasant sensation will remain on the skin.

    “This, this, me, something like a fly… !”

    Ayush runs towards him with a bright red face.

    The Paladins trained like bulls, excited by the sight of a red cloak.

    It wasn’t that difficult.

    The speed was so fast that it was hard to follow with the eyes, but it was extremely honest and straightforward.

    But the saint’s complexion darkened even more as she watched this.

    ‘It will never end like this.’

    She feels it.

    That there was a power condensed within him that was several times greater than the power that Ayush was emitting right now.

    If his anger reaches its peak and all that energy is released, it won’t be possible to stay like this.

    The saintess gave instructions to the paladin standing guard in front of her.

    “Please return to the Vatican immediately and ask Hunter Kim Do-jin for assistance.”

    “… Okay.”

    It was when the Paladin, who had put away his weapon in his hand, took off his armor and was about to run towards the Vatican at full speed.

    “You don’t need to request support.”

    A familiar voice is heard from behind.

    Her eyes widened as she heard this.

    It was impossible.

    ‘Are my ears deaf?’

    Why can I hear his voice, which should be in Korea, from behind me?

    She turned her head with a slightly stiff face and looked.

    “I’ve already arrived.”

    The sight of Kim Do-jin approaching with his colleagues, smiling brightly.

    She asked, not understanding the situation at all.

    “How on earth do you know…?”

    “The saint is in danger, of course you should notice it.”

    “Ah, Dojin-ssi… .”

    Kim Do-jin answers with a wonderful expression, and the saintess is moved to tears by his appearance.

    Shin Yu-jeong, who saw this, grumbled behind her back.

    “You’re bragging when you haven’t seen the news.”

    “Oh, shh.”

    Kim Do-jin hurriedly covered her mouth.

    * * *

    In recent times, we can see that the walls between countries have been torn down a lot compared to the past.

    This was thanks to the highly developed civilization.

    It can’t be helped, in a world where you can easily find out what’s happening on the other side of the globe with just a simple Internet search.

    That was why Kim Do-jin, who was in Korea, heard the news of the chaos in Rome.

    How could you not know when they suddenly made a fuss on the news about a monster appearing in the middle of Rome?

    Kim Do-jin, who had long remembered that hideous face, saw Ayush’s appearance captured on the camera shaking without mercy, and as soon as he took his colleagues, he used the best of space magic, teleportation, to jump over thousands of miles and arrived in Italy, where a fierce battle was in full swing.

    After a brief greeting with the saint, he immediately asked her a favor.

    “Please explain the situation.”

    “That’s… .”

    The saint begins to explain the nature of the battle that occurred immediately after arriving here.

    As the story progressed, Kim Do-jin’s face became grotesquely distorted.

    “Even the aura of chaos couldn’t penetrate that mass of flesh… ?”

    “… Yes. I may have some shortcomings, but that person’s body is definitely special.”

    Kim Do-jin closely examines Ayush, who is moving among the paladins, with a deeply sunken gaze.

    The light movements were most noticeable.

    It was difficult to estimate easily.

    “How much muscle strength do you have to be able to move that huge body so easily…?”

    I don’t know for sure, but it certainly seems to surpass me by a lot.

    What made me think so was his weight, which seemed several times heavier than it actually was.

    At first glance, it looks like it wouldn’t weigh more than 200 to 300 kg, but that’s wrong.

    “The unit is at least a ton… .”

    The density of the overflowing flesh was enormous.

    Judging by the way the ground around it shakes whenever it moves, it seems like it should be measured in tons rather than kilograms.

    That alone is enough to make you hate crossing swords, but there’s an even bigger problem.

    “… What is that?”

    There is something extraordinary inside him.

    The exact location is the stomach.

    There appears to be a constant swirling energy inside, as if it is sucking everything in the world into it.

    Kim Do-jin looks inside with a little more concentration.

    “… … !!”

    A thrill runs through my whole body, and beads of sweat form on my forehead and run down my face.

    What he saw inside the black vortex was a huge energy.

    It is difficult to estimate when it started and how much it has accumulated.

    The merciless quality and quantity that breaks the will to win just by looking at it.

    A cold sweat runs down my spine.

    I was curious.

    ‘What the heck?’

    From the first time I saw him, I knew he was extraordinary.

    To be exact, it was Chris’s attitude towards him.

    I found it strange that he never got angry at a person who was busy just eating and munching on food without expressing an opinion during the executive meeting.

    The look in her eyes that occasionally looked at him said so.

    ‘Just existing makes me feel strong… that’s the feeling.’

    So I thought.

    That pig must be one of the cards Chris is secretly holding in his hand.

    I think it would have another use for the executives sitting in the same seat.

    Despite what I expected, the energy I felt from him was more than that.

    If you think that guy was in Times Square, it’s spine-chilling.

    That’s why I was even more curious.

    Why did you suddenly take out such a precious card?

    Why was he released in the middle of Rome without any support?

    What is Chris Emir ultimately trying to achieve by having that being rampage?

    ‘What on earth are you up to?’

    His complexion darkened even more as he sensed an ominous plot.

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