Chrysalis

Chapter 780

The thing about the tunnels in the second stratum is that they're freezing cold, like really cold. What's more, when you get this deep, they reek of death mana, which when combined by the near total darkness makes them a rather unpleasant place to be. It's like being in a graveyard at night where it's permanently raining. As an insect, I can't say that this is the most pleasant environment for me, though I don't suffer as much as a regular ant would.

I mean, if us monstrous ants were that susceptible to temperature, the entire Colony would have gone straight into hibernation the moment we got too cold.

With the rising mana levels of the wave, the stink of death, which is usually more of a background scent, has risen to be an all-consuming assault on the senses, magical and mundane. Even worse than the smell? The monsters.

[Watch out behind you Tiny! You can't just hit 'em once! You need to turn them into paste!] I yell at the ape.

With a surprised grunt of irritation, Tiny turns around to see that the zombified mountain of flesh he'd thought was finished had gotten back up again to try and claw at his back. Hands igniting with energy, the giant ape unleashes a flurry of punches so fast his hands blur and the air comes alight with fists formed of his energy that pummel the monster into a blob, but he doesn't stop until he hears the notification, whereupon he nods to himself in satisfaction before flicking the muck off his fists.

I thought I'd seen the worst of the death monsters the second stratum had to offer, but I was far from correct. The generic sort of monster that housed death mana that we'd encountered was usually little more than a shadow beast that had a few too many bones sticking out, and more guts hanging out than one would expect to see. These types though?

[Invidia! Gimme the boom!]

[Yessssss! Give me your screamsssss!]

BOOM!

The monster I had gripped in my mandibles, pinning the serpentine creature covered in writhing strings of guts, detonates right in the middle, sending a shower of gristly guts flying through the air. The monster shrieks in what I'm pretty darn sure is not pain as its face of exposed bone tries to take a bite out of me. Oh no you don't! Eat flame! A burning jet of pure blue fire ignites in front of me and burns the creature's face as I apply more pressure with my mandibles.

Crunch!

in my head at last. Gah! I'm sick of these damn zombie monsters! They're so damn hard to kill! It's not like they even regenerate or anything, they just don't stop! Slice one in half, it keeps on moving. Blow them up? Still moving. Just like in the classics, the only way to finally get them to stop

pains

Gweheheheh! Yessss! Burn for me! Won't be long until that pupa hatches

still swarming on this

able to get rid

them off, but they're

Holy moly!

on, I'm on the way! Invidia and Tiny, you need

the other side of the three way junction we've been holding toward the left side where Crinis has been slaughtering her way through the crush of monsters by herself. After all, mass de-limbing is something of her speciality. When I get there I see a wall of tentacles thrashing and twisting around hundreds of monsters, each roaring and tearing with maddened fury. In the few glimpses

ending! It's been bad the

for a minute, Crinis!

[Got it, Master!]

one particular job: drawing out and crushing my gravity mana. With all of my brains working together, we can crunch one together pretty darn quick! Standing still, I allow Crinis to protect me as she works double time

doom announces its presence to

HOOOOOOOOOWLLLLL!

of the way and

vanishing amidst the grasping claws of the onrushing monsters before it expands into an all devouring sphere of death. When the dust finally clears and the ring of notifications in my head

you doing

[I'm getting low.]

while the numbers are low. It won't be long un-… what was

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