“What the hell was that?” Miles looked at the source of the big explosion. It was coming from the west, which was the direction Lucy went to check up. He felt ominous energy from the same direction, which made his blood go cold.

He hit the ground with a great force and dashed towards the West Wall. The Hunting Team, which he was a member of, was there to protect the west. It had to be the weakest area, but that energy was too strong.

“Miles!”

“Bro!”

As he was running, Zall, who was dashing like a giant tank with Mihr on his shoulders and Xavic floating with Porseila in his embrace, arrived at his side.

“You guys okay?” Miles asked as he kept on running.

“Yeah.” The duo nodded while all three of them ignored the other two.

“Did you feel that energy too?” Xavic asked in fright.

“Yeah, definitely Frenzy-Rank.” Miles nodded with alarm.

Others froze on their feet. It was Porseila who gathered her wits first. She looked at Miles in scorn and asked.

“How can a Frenzy-Rank monster be here? You mule!”

“I suggest you leave, Porseila. You might wet your expensive pants when you see that monster.” Miles rebuked back.

“You!” Porseila wanted to shout back but a roar shook the ground once again.

“Darling, you! You! You cannot die! You cannot leave me alone in this world!” Miles looked over and saw a humanoid figure standing tall on top of tens of humans lying on the ground. Miles recognized Lucy’s bloodied blonde head and others in the hunting team. All had varying injuries. Some even had their arms and legs torn apart.

His blood froze in his veins, as his breath stagnated. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. These were his companions, although for a short frame of time. He depended on them, battled together with them, and although he couldn’t get along with Lucy, they were becoming friends.

“Who killed my wife! Who! Step out!” The monster shouted once again, awaking the five from their stupors in the meantime. Miles looked at the monster in hatred as he clenched his sword. He was dashing towards the monster with everything he had, while Xavic also dropped Porseila and started to float in the air.

Zall threw Mihr away and also dashed towards the monster.

The beast was similar to Butterfly-woman Miles had battled and killed not long ago. It was standing 2 meters tall with two pairs of wings. His skin was glittering with rainbow color. His face was sharp and its eyes were murderous. The hatred and rage he was seeping were bone-chilling.

It was Miles who had arrived first. He swung his sword from the top of the monster's head. The monster only moved a little and dodged the attack. Even the blazing slash dodged perfectly. Not even the hem of his clothes was touched by the flames.

The monster looked at Miles in scorn and kicked him on the stomach. Miles flew backward and spit out blood. Energy started to circulate his body to mediate the pain, but it wasn’t enough. Miles felt as if his bones had been smashed. He felt like shit.

In the meantime, Xavic arrived on top of the monster with a lightning sword in hand. It hit true to its course and landed on top of Butterfly-man's muscular shoulder. Xavic exclaimed in happiness, but in the next second, he too was thrown away by a punch on his stomach.

At this time Zall arrived at the battlefield. His mask was on his face, and he was holding a giant shield as tall as him. He wanted to save Xavic, but he was too slow.

As soon as he arrived, two penetrating lights left the eye sockets of the mask and landed on the beast’s chest. Two marks looked like blossomed lotuses, white in color. Porseila and Mihr were also getting ready. They stood behind Zall and attacked from afar. Porseila had a pair of pistols while Mihr was charging with a sword of lights. All of them fell on top of the monster’s body, but not a scratch could be seen.

“Motherfucker!” Miles shouted in hatred as he jumped 10 meters into the air. He circulated energy into his body and also activated the first step of the Exaltedness of the Creator. Power surged in his body, and his already muscular body swelled even more. The sword in his hand cried as he clenched his fist.

He freefell from the sky, while the sword was pointing at the sky. The energy moved deep into the sword, accumulated inside. The blazing fire on the sword was cracking the air. The sheer heat the sword was emitting was enough to start a forest fire. But what was blazing most at the moment was Miles’s eyes. They looked at the monster in hatred and unending anger.

The bodies of his friends were still on the ground, bleeding profusely. Although many others arrived while they were battling, none could approach to take them away.

Just as Miles arrived in front of the monster, the latter raised his hand to catch the former. It grabbed towards his neck, but strangely that hand passed through his body. The monster looked dumbstruck when a sword phased into its vision and landed on one of the marks on its chest.

Flame and sword gushed a thin scratch on the body, and the mark was washed in blood.

“You imbeciles!” The monster shouted as he swung his thick arm and sent Miles flying back. “Seems like I underestimate you maggots!”

It raised two arms on its chest level, and energy surrounded its body. When it did, the monster started to change form. The humanoid body swapped with a giant butterfly with two pairs of wings. Now it was lighter and much more nimble. But the danger it was emitting was even stronger.

"These marks are unreachable now." The monster showed two lotuses on its two sides now. Because it changed form, marks have shifted as well. One of them was still red, but the other was white.