The True Power

"Everyone, follow the hunters who are signaling! Don't panic; there are knights already facing the enemies!" Paul shouted as he took charge of maintaining calm in the village.

They all watched as Laws' house was reduced to ashes, so they feared the same fate for their homes. Even without knowing the details of what was happening, they followed the instructions of the knight stationed in their village to ensure the safety of the place.

It was hard for everyone to believe that something like this was happening. Aside from a few aggressive beasts that hunters occasionally encountered in the forest, there was nothing else they should worry about. But it seemed that things were far more serious, to the extent that they could die if anything went even slightly wrong.

"Paul, do you know what's going on? The children are scared." A middle-aged woman approached the strongest man in their village and asked this question.

"I don't know either. I can only tell you with absolute certainty that the knights will take care of whatever is happening," Paul said with a reassuring look. But at that moment, he saw a large stone approaching from the sky.

Omm!

"Everyone, get down!" Paul shouted, warning everyone before preparing to make a move.

"I've got this, knight!" A voice sounded nearby, and a knight launched himself like a phantom, attacking the stone with a battle aura, shattering it into a thousand pieces.

Aric, who had abandoned his previous position, appeared on the field, followed by three more figures who didn't stop and advanced toward the area where the battle was unfolding.

"How's the battle going?" Paul approached Aric and asked.

Aric looked ahead and frowned. "An Emperor-Class mage, a swordsman, and six King-Class warriors are facing truly formidable enemies, which is why the battle is taking so long. Although we're not Class S, we're ranked as formidable even within the ranks of Uruk's warriors."

"Are there stronger ones than you?" Paul asked unconsciously.

"Of course, there are even groups of women who are far superior to us. We're just a group that has recently graduated from the Uruk Tower, so we're not that strong, but by no means are we considered weak. But if things continue like this, we're obligated to report to our lord," Aric said as he walked slowly toward the battlefield. "I recommend you not come, but if you're not afraid of death, you can satisfy your curiosity."

"That's..." Paul looked at one of the hunters nearby and said, "Take charge of evacuating the people; I'll go to that place to see how things are going."

"Be careful, Paul!"

...

By the time Aric arrived, he saw with his own eyes a dozen warriors facing a massive monster that stood holding a huge, heavy sword. Under its feet, the ground was completely shattered.

"Kaelen, what's happening?!"

When Kaelen sensed Aric's presence, his eyes took on a troubled expression. He looked at the beast a few meters away and said, "This beast keeps regenerating its body every time Falken cuts it, and its speed and strength become more brutal as time passes. According to my calculations, every time it takes a hit, it multiplies the damage it deals with its attacks."

"Does that mean we can't defeat it?" Aric couldn't see any other way out of the embarrassing situation they were in.

"It's not like that," Kaelen shook his head, fixed his gaze on the beast, and explained, "As far as I understand, there's some sort of core in that monster, and unless it's destroyed, it can regenerate as many times as it wants. However, when I cast a magical spell on it, it condenses its particles around the core to prevent its destruction."

"Magic doesn't seem to result in a prolonged damage effect on its body, so I'm only focused on slowing down its movements and supporting the knights in avoiding its attacks with precision." Kaelen also couldn't cast spells materializing ice or stone spears since this method would result in the same outcome as Falken's attacks.

This beast resembled an orc, but its body was larger, and its regeneration made no sense. In this world, although there were terrible creatures, no one had ever seen an ogre like the one they had in front of them. Gilgamesh didn't know of any related creatures, but if he were to guess, he would say it was a Summoned Spirit.

Very few were capable of creating Spirits and then summoning them, so this achievement could be considered significant in the realm of magic. Gilgamesh had wanted to create a Spirit with his divine energy and then summon it to see what kind of being would emerge, but he had been busy recently and hadn't had time for such hobbies.

"Damn it, what kind of creature is this?" Falken, in the distance, continued to split the ogre's body multiple times with powerful attacks, but none seemed to work.

The new knights who had arrived immediately launched an attack, helping to regulate the team and stabilize those who were tired or wounded.

"The initial attacks took us by surprise; I myself was severely injured by the powerful strike resulting from Kaelen's attack."

Despite being in this situation, everyone remained calm because the enemy was just incredibly tough to eliminate but didn't pose a real threat. When Paul arrived, he saw the terrible beast and all the chaos in the surroundings.

"This can't be..." Despite having been an adventurer, Paul had never before seen a creature survive such powerful attacks from two Sword Emperors.

"It's grotesque, isn't it?" Aric greeted Paul while helping one of his comrades tend to a wound before it was treated by Kaelen.

"Can you eliminate it?" Paul was confused since most of the swordsmen were sitting on the ground, drinking water and watching the battle's progress with confusion.

"It's complicated..." Aric didn't know how to respond to Paul.

"It's complicated to kill something that is constantly being supplied with energy by its owner..." A voice interrupted the people's communication, and at that moment, several swords shot out of the air and headed towards the large enemy being confronted by two Sword Emperors.

"Careful, get back!" Kaelen warned his people, who were at a considerable distance from the huge monster when those swords were launched.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The already devastated ground was obliterated, and everyone was forced to retreat, watching as just three projectiles completely destroyed the monster they were fighting.

"My lord, I deeply regret not being able to meet your standards!" Kaelen knelt before an eleven-year-old boy who had suddenly appeared before them all.

"Prince Gilgamesh!" Paul was paralyzed, seeing how a boy just a little older than his son was stronger than a Sword Emperor.