Harvest

Clang Clang Clang!

I reached closer to the target; it was only a few seconds away from me. I want to reach it as soon as possible.

They had sensed me, but they were not escaping. Likely because I had changed the aura before entering their soul range.

Nine seconds passed, and I could see them. Three Grimms, two Bearmen, and one Crockman are fighting against a human and Stone skin man.

The Crockman saw me and turned toward me with a bloody grin, but suddenly the grin on its face froze up and a fraction of seconds later, the other two had changed in their expressions too.

My speed, which had been similar to the average initial Earth Sovereign, increased suddenly and a moment later, I appeared in front of the Crockman.

Puch!

"Y" it opened its mouth to say something, but before it could say anything, it found my sword in its chest.

Puch Puch!