Following Minhyuk’s orders, the 25,000-strong troops quickly spread out. If they stayed as they were and remained clustered together, the damage that they would receive would inevitably increase. That was why Vormon’s attack took out more than 5,000 of them in one go. So, the players spread out as much as they could.

“Interesting,” Vormon said, chuckling lightly as he looked down at them from the sky. The fact that these human beings were trying to fight against him, a supreme and lofty being in this world, was truly laughable. And along with his words…

Shwaaaaaaaa—

Crackle—

Burst—

…gigantic pillars of blazing flames burst out from all over the ground and devoured the players.

“Keuaaaaaaack!”

“Aaaaaack!”

“Urghhhh!”

There were a total of seven pillars of flames! The troops that accidentally made contact with the pillars of flame disappeared without leaving any trace. After that, thousands of magic spells reappeared all around Vormon in the sky.

The moment he saw the magic, Minhyuk cried, “Archers and dealers!!!”

“Yes!!!”

“Focus all your arrows and attacks on me!!!”

“What?!”

“I won’t say it twice! The moment I give you the signal, attack me as hard as you can!!!”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

All they could do was to put their faith in the Food God.

Meanwhile, the commentators from all over the world were wondering what was happening.

[What did he mean by asking them to focus their attacks on him?]

[I can’t understand it either.]

[However, the archers and the dealers still started to prepare their skills.]

[They’re showing through their actions that they have placed...