Chapter 235: High risk... High reward
With that said, their extermination journey continued.
The further they went, the more the tunnel widened. The claustrophobic pipes gave way to natural cavern walls, slick with dripping moisture.
The stench of sewage was replaced by the smell of briny, stagnant water.
"Stop," Damien ordered, holding up a fist.
Isabelle froze instantly.
Ahead of them, the tunnel floor seemed to be moving. A carpet of dark, clicking shapes blocked the path.
[Monster Analysis]
[Species: Armored Mud-Crab (Tier 3)]
[Traits: Abyss-Hardened Shell, Magic Resistance (Low-Tier)]
Spending a few points in the sytem, Damien quickly identified what king of monster this was
There were at least thirty of them. Each one was the size of a coffee table, covered in jagged, black chitins that looked like volcanic rock.
"Crabs?" Isabelle scoffed. "Easy."