Mushoku Tensei: Reincarnated as a Beast Race

Finally, all the red crystals around the military camp lit up, a futile warning trying to alert its camp to a threat already present.

It was already too late. Rygar was among them, like a fierce and sinister shadow, heralding the death of everyone there.

That camp was relatively strong.

Three Saints defended it—a considerable number for any military force in the region—along with more than a hundred well-trained crusaders following them.

The soldiers, despite the initial shock and panic caused by the appearance of the Red Wolf, still began to regroup into organized formations.

But that order was illusory. Chaos had already been sown.

If anyone still harbored any hope of facing him, that hope died when Rygar killed a Water Saint with a single blow.

Two of the Saints were still alive. Recognizing the insurmountable threat, they made the only rational decision: to retreat.

But Rygar had no intention of letting them flee. His roar cut across the battlefield.

The Howling Magic sounded throughout the battlefield, exploding from his throat like an ancestral roar.

The sound reverberated with pure power, accompanied by a shockwave that shook the ground, rattling bones and shredding sanity.