The monsters that were rushing at Han-Yeol a while ago hesitated after sensing the chilling aura around him.

Woooong! Puk! Puk!

“Kiek!”

Han-Yeol used his shoulder cannons to shoot the hesitating monster.

“Kieeeeek!”

The monsters screeched in anger.

Han-Yeol was truly a formidable opponent for them, surrounded by a strange, chilling aura that made him unapproachable. However, there were also cannons that would fire at them if they maintained their distance from him.

What if they braved the chill and attacked him? His hammer would crush their heads into a bloody pulp. The monsters were caught between a rock and a hard place against Han-Yeol.

“Kieeeek!”

“Kieeek!”

Hundreds of monsters met their demise at Han-Yeol’s hands, and the screams of these creatures reverberated across the hills.

“Hmm?” Han-Yeol muttered upon noticing the presence of mana in the air.

The monsters were not simply screeching out of agony; their voices carried mana within them, as if they were using it to amplify their cries.

“Don’t tell me... Are they calling something here...?” Han-Yeol wondered, sensing it.

He wasn't certain, but it felt as though they were summoning something, realizing they couldn't defeat him.

The monsters could hold him off for now, but that wouldn't be the case for long. The human continued to emit mana from his shoulders, which killed dozens of them every time it erupted.

However, Han-Yeol...