I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World… - Chapter 80 - True Power

Logan felt anger well up like never before.

All his beasts, who had been fighting nonstop, used this chance to come back next to him.

He passed Rubina another crystal.

His storage was running out, but he didn’t care—he needed Scorch in top shape.

As weak as the girl was, she knew Logan’s plan and quickly got on the raptor to pass it energy.

His hawk was doing alright; it had yet to be hurt but seemed tired from all the aerial maneuvering.

The three new demons were being held back only by Valeria, Kai, and Chloe, who were already at their last bit of strength.

Most of the soldiers were either injured or dead.

Logan looked at each one and gritted his teeth.

Everything looked to be going bad for the boy.

He imagined the same thing happening to Lisa, and his anger rose even more.

Biron, who saw how the boy had transferred energy earlier, quickly did the same towards the little fox who kept her eyes on the hero.

Its small body was recovering quickly but did not move from the spot.

It seemed to be sucking in the energy he was transferring, as if wanting to get stronger.

As for his leg, he had popped it into place.

The strange golden slime began to heal it, and he was thankful for the boy, as that wound would have been permanent if no one healed it in time.

He did his best to follow the boy’s instructions.

Soon, he felt a large amount of mana radiate before him.

The boy had a crystal beside him, using his left hand to hold on to it while his right hand created three or more spells.

Wind, ice, light, and darkness began to mix into a vortex.

The boy had never shown this kind of power before.

In his travels, he would have only used small darkness arrows, but now he was mixing elements that made even the wind stir.

“No, Logan, don’t use so much mana!” he heard the Earl’s daughter yell, as she was doing the same thing as Biron transferring mana to recover the large lizard’s fire mana.

Soon, he heard the boy call out.

“Move!” he ordered as his serpent used its tail to pull Chloe, who was in front of the radiant yet dark orb quickly rushing forward.

As soon as the orb passed, it pushed everyone forth by the force of wind it carried.

Logan, however, was pushed back by the immense recoil from the spell.

In front of him, the three demons began casting barrier after barrier, yet none of them seemed to stop the strange orb filled with various elements moving towards them like a cannonball.

Biron used the shield to keep himself in place.

The impact of the sphere did not directly hit the demons but rather behind them, and yet they were instantly sucked up before being pushed back.

Their remains did not look the same.

The power of those elements devoured, slashed, burned, and disintegrated each one differently.

At the point of impact, there was a large crater that showed just how powerful the energy of the orb had been.

No one wanted to get close, as the mana radiating from the spot was enough to make one sick.

It was an abomination of a spell that should have never existed, as opposing elements were almost impossible to combine.

Everyone turned back to its caster, who seemed to be sitting, until they saw the blank look in his eyes.

“Mana depletion! Hurry, bring that slime back. We need it to transfer mana back into the boy before he dies,” Valeria called out.

Rubina, who did not have to keep pumping mana into Scorch now that the enemy had been dealt with, rushed to the slime and placed it on Logan.

The boy had been laid down, his slime trying its best to heal him.

No one had noticed the midsized fox with two tails that created a dome to keep the cold air and mana from pulsing in their direction from the impact zone.

“To think a hero had this kind of power,” Biron muttered as he tried to stand up, checking on the kid who had fainted.

He looked around to see that four of his ten soldiers had fallen, while the others were badly injured but would make it if healed later.

The tired lieutenant placed each of his fallen comrades inside his storage and stared at the mess before him.

The kids were crying, the boy’s mentor doing her best to maintain the situation.

His beasts were either showing hostility or worry.

Biron knew that the task given was a suicide mission and had kept to himself for the past few days.

While the heroes were sent to a random location that no one could guess, this kid’s teleport destination was given away easily.

Those who planned everything either wanted the demons to go after the sole hero, whether it was to kill off the taming hero or to make him the target of the demons to keep the others safe.

One thing he did know was that the boy showed just how powerful and necessary each hero was.

It was not long before everyone settled as the boy was breathing normally.

He seemed to be doing better, yet his veins showed otherwise; they were burned out, a symptom shared by those who used too much mana in a short period of time.

“Well, we did it, I think,” Biron said, trying to get everyone’s spirits up. It was an hour after the attack, and everyone worked to get the caravan moving.

One of the carts had been quickly repaired by the workers, while those who could cast magic tried to cover the crater which still leaked mana.

“We should hurry, as we don’t know if demons are still here in wait. A fort should be about a day away, and I have already called them to send reinforcements. I don’t think they will try attacking after failing like that,” Biron told Valeria after everyone settled.

As before, one of the two monsters would use their powers to keep the caravan moving.

“I don’t think we should stop moving until we reach the fortress then,” Valeria pressed on.

They needed a place to rest, and she did not feel safe outside anymore.