The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
However, in this almost endless herd of beasts, the fall of a rhinoceros was nothing. Soon, a huge cloud of dust covered the rhinoceros's carcass.
Donald gripped his spear tightly, sweat beading on his forehead. This number was not something that could be easily defended against.
"Hey, Captain Cass, let's retreat a bit. With this many of them, we'll scatter after one charge. We should attack from the alleyways instead."
Sazir also thought this was not feasible and offered his advice.
"Justice will not allow us to back down!"
Cass shouted, drew his military knife from his waist, raised it high, and roared, "Gentlemen, we are the wall protecting the people and the shield upholding justice. For justice, we will never retreat!"
"For justice!!!"
Behind them, the navy soldiers, some brandishing swords, others guns, roared.
A white aura enveloped the navy members except for Sazir and his two companions, emanating a steam-like vapor that obscured their faces, distorting their features and making them unrecognizable.
From a distance, it looks like an indescribable, pure white behemoth.
"Five times! Charge!"
Kass slammed his fist into his chest and took the first step forward. The white behemoth's 'head' moved first, and its 'body' charged fiercely into the enemy horde.
"This is..."
Donald stared in disbelief at the scene before him, feeling as if the charging beasts had slowed down.
No, that's not right, it's not about slowing down.
Cass and his group's actions were perfectly normal.
That's because he 'accelerated'—the acceleration of his body and senses—that made him feel that everything was slowing down.
This bearded man is a superhuman!
Sure enough, none of those following behind that powerful figure were weak.
But why does Colonel Kuro seem so troubled by him? He's so strong, why is he having a headache?