In addition, he also crushed the swords and armors.
Whenever the katana drew an arc in the plains, where the moonlight shined, the Skull Faces were knocked down, like a sand castle crumbling.
If it were normal adventurers, to defeat a King class, they must be prepared for dozens of sacrifices. But now, it was just a wooden figure in this place.
Like casually cutting down the grass that grows too much, the Skull Faces were definitely being killed.