“T-This is…!”

Even if he wasn’t a modified human made to use the Key, Grotim possessed the Bellid ritual’s power. Thus, Grotim was at a loss for words when he saw his attacks crumble so easily.

“Eiiiih!”

Grotim flipped his book as if he was going to use another great power.

“Do you think I will just watch?”

Unlike Lubella who was like a baby chick in a new world, Weig had accumulated an immense amount of experience. He quickly shortened the distance between him and his enemy.

“Damn it!”

Grotim put up a barrier and summoned the undead. However, the summoned undead were normal skeletons at most. He had gathered them in a hurry, and as expected, these monsters were unable to fend off Weig.

“Fucking bastard!”

Stomp!

It wasn’t anything extraordinary. It was a simple stomp, but with holy powers infused into it, the single step created a shockwave strong enough to smash the skeletons into pieces. Grotim’s face turned purple. In a blink of an eye, the only thing that came between Weig and him was a magical wall.

It was a rigid and solid wall of great quality, but now, Grotim felt like it couldn’t be thinner and weaker than it looked. He felt like it would break into pieces without much protest. And unfortunately for him, his ominous predictions were always correct.

Crash!

It wasn’t even a sword but a single fist. With that one punch, the magical...