"Roar!!"
Yila, amidst the roar of an unidentified dog-shaped magic beast, simply reached out and shattered it... truly shattered it, turning it into a pile of crushed bones and meat paste.
Not a single trace of blood tainted his body.
"This way! Pick up the pace!"
As Yila shouted, he swiftly flew towards the Demon King Territory, with a large group of little demons and non-enraged magic beasts trailing behind him... it wasn't just that tree hollow.
Almost wherever Yila passed, the residents of the forest regarded him as a savior and gathered around him... and perhaps, it was indeed true. Now, only Yila had the power to save them.
The riot in the forest grew increasingly apparent.
Soon, the pressure would reach its peak...
Yila pressed forward, while other seekers of help followed behind him... there were still plenty of frenzied magic beasts rushing at them, but Yila killed them one by one.
