CHAPTER 653
'Wind Pulse Ultra.' Grey called inwardly as he aimed his fingers like a rifle at the hundreds of men who had been charging at him earlier. All of them suddenly froze in one spot.
Bang, bang, bang!
Small, bullet-like bursts of wind erupted from his fingertips at terrifying speed.
In a flash, they connected with the kneecaps of a dozen men in front, rupturing them instantly and sending bodies crashing to the ground with loud, agonized groans.
Everyone stared in complete disbelief at what the Supreme Magus had just executed so effortlessly.
"He is just an alchemist, for fuck's sake! Face your fears and attack!" Osric barked furiously.
His shout snapped the men out of their terror, forcing them to swallow their panic as they charged forward again.
"I still have unresolved beef with you." Killian muttered as he leaned forward and then launched himself like a rocket.
