The Desert Cleaner

The spreading yellow light gradually faded away.

My view of the surroundings slowly cleared.

“…Not bad.”

After rubbing my eyes against the brief flash of light, I saw the scorpion lying dead, neatly dispatched.

Half its body, including its pincers and head, had vanished as if it had been erased.

The effect was far stronger than I’d expected.

There was just one small problem.

“What is this, a flashbang? Is it going to burst into light every time I swing?”

Why did every single skill have some kind of flaw?

Hell’s Cauldron Flame already consumed too much mana...