Gerhart’s roar filled with anger reverberated in the battlefield as he unleashed countless Wind Blades at the Calamity-Ranked Demon who had killed one of his closest friends.

Cethus was fighting side-by-side with him several minutes ago, but the Dragon Born broke rank in order to save their Guildmates from dying.

Gerhart covered for him, and attacked those that were trying to aim at the Dragon Born, who was retreating towards their Guild Base to take their people to safety.

However, there were simply too many enemies who were hell-bent to reach the Floating Island with the intention of destroying it.

The green-haired Half-Elf did everything in his power to stop their advance. But, while dealing with several Dreadnaught-Ranked Gargoyles, a Calamity-Ranked Monster took this opportunity to get past him.

Gerhart was unable to do anything because he knew that if he turned his back on the Gargoyles who were attacking him, it would be his doom.

Fortunately, Aina and Keane appeared to help save the green-haired Half-Elf before it got too dangerous.

“Hurry!” Gerhart shouted as soon as the last of the Gargoyles had been dealt with. “We need to save Cethus!”

Unfortunately, when they arrived at the scene, it was already too late.

Gripped by anger and guilt, Gerhart unleashed his strongest attack with the intention of killing his target.

However, he was dealing with a Calamity-Ranked Monster.

This was a creature that was only a level below the Demigod Rank, and the Half-Elf was only an A-Ranker. Follow current novels on NovlFir(.)nt

Although he was considered a High-Ranker, only Saints could effectively threaten a Calamity-Ranked Monster in battle, but he didn’t care.

Keane, who also saw what happened to Cethus, unsheathed his sword fully from his scabbard for the first time.

Similar to Gerhart, he was seething with anger, but it didn’t show on his face.

Aina, who knew what the Dragon Born was truly like, also decided to go all out to kill the Calamity-Ranked Monster.

In their eyes, Cethus was a very annoying comrade, but he was their comrade, who had sacrificed his life to not only save his Guild Members, but to also protect their Headquarters from being destroyed.

Aina’s tendril-like wings turned blood red as her eyes glowed crimson. This was one of the Forms of her Battle Angel, which disregarded any kind of defense, in order to unleash her strongest offensive potential.

Simply put, this was her Glass Cannon Form.

Another shallow cut appeared on the Demon’s chest because Keane made sure that his attack would reach him no matter what.

Enraged that a mere Ranker was able to wound him twice, the eyes of the Demon turned bloodshot.

But, just as he was about to unleash another barrage of Fireballs in Keane’s direction, something red flashed at the corner of his eye.

The Demon subconsciously moved to the side, evading Aina’s Heavenly Blade.

However, the Monster wasn’t able to dodge it completely as one of its arms was cut off from its body.

A pained cry escaped the Demon’s lips as he tried to retrieve the arm that was falling to the ground.

Suddenly, something fast flew over his arm and grabbed it, making the Demon roar in anger.

Gerhart, who caught the Demon’s arm, created a mini-cyclone, and shredded it to pieces.

Blood splashed on his face due to the violence of the cyclone, but Gerhart ignored it.

The blood slowly streamed down on his face, making the handsome Half-Elf look like a devil who was out for blood.

“You bunch of small fries!” the Demon shouted. “How dare you mock me?!”

This time, the Demon was now truly enraged. He no longer cared and raised his only remaining hand to conjure a giant Purple Fireball, which was at least ten-meters-tall.

But, before he could throw it, a pink-haired Succubus appeared in front of him, making him stop whatever he was doing.

Aurora’s eyes glowed with power, as she used Charm to stop the Abyssal Monster from moving.

As if waiting for that moment, Aina and Gerhart descended from the skies together.

The Battle Angel used her sword to sever the Monster’s head off its body, while the green-haired Half-Elf pierced the chest of the Abyssal Monster with his dagger, piercing the Monster’s heart.

With a twist of his dagger, Gerhart unleashed a concentrated blast of wind, making the Demon’s body explode.

Now that the Monster was dead, he glanced at their Guild Headquarters where the Dwarves, Kobolds, and Baby Slimes gathered.

In order to ensure that Cethus’ body wouldn’t be completely destroyed from the battle, Gerhart used his powers to send it to the entrance of their Guild Headquarters, where the Dragon Born had sent his Guild members in order to save them from the Demon’s attack.

The Baby Slimes, who Cethus had yelled at earlier, were all crying as they gently nudged the Dragon Born’s head, as if asking him to wake up from his slumber.

Gerhart burned the image of the fallen Dragon Born in his heart before turning around to fight the other Abyssal Monsters, who, at this moment, were still killing his other Guild Members, whom his close friend, Cethus, had fought so hard to protect.