Everyone nodded with determined expressions.
Michael was the first to act, followed closely by Robert.
With Riftstep, he teleported right into the middle of the Overlord group.
Devil, being of Mythic rank, had no problem killing the nearest alien with a single slice.
The beauty and terror of life was that a single well-timed attack could bring down even the most fearsome creatures.
Simultaneously, Heaven's Judgment fired from point-blank range, decapitating a second Overlord.
In a flash, the shotgun transformed into a shielded form, ready to defend.
The aliens turned to face Michael, turning their backs on Robert.
His violet eyes shone brightly. The air obeyed his will.
Forcefully concentrating the wind, he increased the pressure.
Then the Lord fired several thin, invisible slashes toward the aliens.
None of his attacks proved lethal. However, he successfully severed at least one of their limbs.
The others attacked swiftly.
