“Attract.”

  The massive broatue groaned and shuddered, tearing itself free from the stoal beh it. It flew through the air like a missile, spinning as it barrelled toward the unsuspeg elves.

  Ilya, notig the ining projectile, leapt aside just in time and the elves, startled by her sudden movement, turned around, but their rea was too te.

  The statue smmed into their backs with a deafening ch, crushing bodies us weight. Limbs and bones snapped, and several elves had their heads grotesquely fttened beh the bronze mass.

  Those who didn’t die instantly screamed in agony, writhing on the ground, only put out of their misery when Ilya swung her sword and relieved them of their heads.

  Watg this, Kravok, who was about to ent on Xaren’s magic, had his eyes widen aook a sharp breath.

  “Oh... I see what you were talking about yesterday, Xaren,” Kravok muttered.

  Xaren turo Kravok, but he offered no response. Ilya’s ssh had been a bit slower this time, just enough for Kravok to catch a glimpse of the strange phenomenon that Xaren had described the night before.

  Carack, meanwhile, reoccupied with the nearby squad of elves whose souls he was feasting on, remaining oblivious to the discovery Kravok rocessing.

  Ilya wiped her bde against the tattered remains of an elf’s cloak before calling out to Xaren and Kravok who were just staring.

  “What are you guys standing around for?”

  Xaren opened his mouth to respond but stopped abruptly. His eyes widened, before narrowing immediately as he turned his gaze towards Carack who was lig his fingers.

  “Carack! Do you want to fly?”

  Carack blihrown off by the bizarre question. Still, he responded with a raised eyebrow.

  “Uh, I mean… if I had wings, sure.”

  Before he could say more, Xaren’s palm began to glow with dark red magic. He grabbed Carack’s arm, his tone serious as he spoke.

  “Well, yoing to have to try it without wings. Kravok, help me toss him!”

  “What? Wait, hold on!”

  Carack protested, but Kravok, catg sight of the magiveloping Carack’s body, narrowed his eyes. He hadn’t known Xaren long, but he at least knew Xaren wouldn’t waste preagic power on a joke in the middle of a battlefield.

  “Got it,” Kravok said, grabbing Carack’s other arm without hesitation.

  “Hey, wait a—!”

  Carack’s protests were cut short as Xaren and Kravok heaved him skyward with their birength. The force of the throw sent him hurtling high above the rooftops, his body lightened by Xaren’s gravity magic.

  “What in the—?!”

  Carack filed wildly as he soared, his voice trailing off as he reached the peak of his arc.

  “Carack! Fmes from above, now!”

  Hearing Xaren’s shout and the urgen his tone, Caraapped out of his fusion, instinct taking over.

  He extended his left hand, rousing his innate fme magic as a Fire demon. With a roar, fmes erupted downward, a bzing torrent enhanced by his demoniergy.

  The fmes poured toward the ground like a waterfall, but suddenly, they struething uhe fire split apart, deflected as if hitting an invisible barrier, veering into two r streams that scorched the surrounding area.

  Yet the power behind Carack’s fmes was immense, and whatever had deflected them wasn’t immune.

  “GAARRRHHH!!!”

  A scream of pain tore through the air, and the image of a massive figure flickered into view—a giant, its body previously cloaked by an illusion spell, now partially revealed and wreathed in fmes.

  Ilya and Kravok’s eyes widened in surprise, the uanding of Xaren’s seemingly random as dawning on them.

  Without hesitation, the white-haired demoness charged forward, her Runebde gleaming as she swung it.

  Despite only swinging once, four sshes split open the giant’s leg, cutting through flesh and boh ease.

  Kravok followed close behind, smming his Warhammer into the same leg Ilya just attacked. The crack of shattering bone resounded as the giant stumbled ao one knee.

  The giant gritted its teeth and swung its massive great sword, aiming to cut through Ilya and Kravok in one sweep.

  Before the bde could ect, Bjorn suddenly appeared in his path with a burst of speed. Xaren’s dark red magic power coated the leopard demon’s body, amplifying his strength as he kicked the giant’s inner arm with all his might, diverting the swing and sending the sword crashing into a nearby building instead.

  Caraow ba the grouended both hands and released a stroorrent of fme. The torrent bsted into the giant’s back, f it forward onto its hands.

  Xaren then lifted the broatue he had used earlier and hurled it towards the giant’s face. The heavy statue struck with a siing ch, shattering the giant’s nose and knog its head babsp;

  At that moment, Ilya released a burst of magic power, using wind to give Kravok a boost in the air.

  The demon raised his warhammer above his head and with a roar, he brought it down on the giant’s skull, the impact crag it open with a dull, wet thud.

  The area fell silent for a brief moment until two words appeared in Xaren’s field of view.

  [Level Up]

  “Yeah, it’s dead.”

  Xaren spoke with a relieved sigh and Carack dusted his arms as he walked over and spoke.

  “ime, warn me before you decide I’m taking a flying lesson.”

  “Don’t worry. I’d make sure NOT to warn you.”

  Hearing Xaren’s response, Carack’s brows twitched. He was about to speak up when a loud noise rang out from behind, making him turn towards the source.

  Then he saw Kravok smming his warhammer into the giant’s skull repeatedly.

  “Give me some EXP! e on, give me something!”

  Ilya, Carack, Xaren, and even Bjorn paused for a brief moment, staring at him with equal parts fusion and disbelief.

  Bjorn then looked at the giant’s soul which was leaving its body and then turo the others to ask.

  “… giants survive without souls?”

  “…pretty sure they ’t.”

  Xaren responded after some seds, his fused gaze still on Kravok.

  Notig the stares, Kravok turowards them with a raised eyebrow and asked in a gruff voice.

  “What? You ’t tell me you’re not getting frustrated too! These things aren’t giving us as much EXP as we o hit Level 100!”

  He gestured towards the fallen giant with his Warhammer, a distant look entering his eyes as he tinued.

  “We need something like that one from the day before yesterday.”

  At this, Carack finally snapped out of his shod retorted.

  “Oy! Be careful what you wish for! I don’t want to deal with aniant like that one”

  With the way he acted, Xaren assumed that the memory alone was exhausting for Carack, only for the fire demon to spout something pletely off-ta.

  “Who knows if Xaren would stab its balls again?!”

  “…maybe I should toss you off the top of a building this time.”

  Xarehed his sword and coated his hands in magic power as he approached Carack, prompting the fire demon to run behind Ilya while ughing.

  Ilya just shook her head at the silly banter, while Xaren sighed and g his status board.

  ‘Kravok is pining, but the enemies are still giving me good EXP. Probably because their levels are all higher than mine.’

  For all the strength Xaren had shown in the past few days of fighting, he was the lowest-levelled person in Ilya’s squad.

  All the others, Ilya included, were above Level 90, while he was still w his . Even Carad Kravok who were below Level 90 had gotten there after they’d killed that giant in the fortress two days ago.

  But if this pace tinued, Xaren was sure he’d catch up soon enough.

  ‘My levelling speed is far faster than it was in my past life. Is this anh Demon trait or is there something else?

  Maybe the demons used some magic to double the EXP we get or something?’

  Xaren asked himself this as he g Kravok who jumped from the giant’s corpse and nded amid a group of fleeing elves, scattering them with the shockwaves from his Warhammer.

  Carack spewed fmes and Ilya used her wind magic to swirl them, roasting the elves a sed after Kravok jumped out of the fray.

  After handling this lot, the group tinued pressing forward and killing more elves as they regrouped with more members of Ilya’s troop that had split up when they ehe city.

  The pn for them was to scatter and rack up kills on their own for a while befrouping close to the Bell Tower buildihe city tre.

  As they got closer, more demons from the troop joined up while pointing at their destination and calling out.

  “They’re retreating toward the Bell Tower!”

  “A lot of elves are heading that way!”

  Taking stock of the situation, Ilya gave her order.

  “Then we chase them and wipe them out.”