"Bastard!"
Apron Niang couldn't help but curse in anger.
But the figure wielded the long sword and charged again.
However, it was to no avail; even though his power was continuously surging, his Life Source Power was almost depleted.
Yet the kobolds continued to swarm around.
Their numbers kept increasing.
"Great God of Titans, protect us!"
"Victory belongs to us!"
The leading kobold looked at the massive castle with a feverish gaze, and a cold green light appeared in its eyes.
There were many women and humans there, using their women and devouring their flesh, they would gain more followers, and eventually, they would be able to go to where the God of Titans resides, offering the most grandiose sacrifice.
By then, the God of Titans would surely grant them the most generous gifts in return.
Perhaps they too could become rulers like the beastman, Behemoth.
Each kobold was equally fervent, charging toward the castle.
Amidst the slaughter.
