"Break!"
Just as Belzebuth stepped into the seven-layered magic array, a translucent shell of radiant white light gently emerged around him.
It was a protective magic item—one reserved for members of the royal family.
Everyone nearby quickly squeezed toward Belzebuth, seeking shelter under the protection of the mana shield.
At the same time, countless phantoms of grotesque magical beasts began appearing in every direction.
Some slashed with claws, others bit with fangs—doing everything in their power to tear at the protective shell.
The more timid among the group had already started trembling in fear at the sight.
Even the braver ones looked pale. After all, magical beasts were things they had only seen in captivity before.
But the spectral, feral, and utterly irrational magical beasts appearing before their eyes now?
They had never even heard of such creatures.
Belzebuth narrowed his eyes. He didn't bother to look at the magical beast phantoms attacking from outside.
