Chapter 170
The tunnel of Subterra’s sub-first floor was filled with the noises of battle. The humans who entered the dungeon were hunting subterranean Invasive Chaos.
[Moleden of the race Chaos, discovered.]
Moledens were subterranean Invasive Chaos. Each subterranean likely had names before they were corrupted, but they were reduced to Moledens after becoming Chaos and losing their sense of reason.
They were about 140 centimeters tall, close to the average dwarf height, and their bodies were slender in comparison to their thick arms. Their heads were egg-shaped, and their eyes were like tiny holes that one could barely see because they sensed others with vibrations instead of sight.
Their arms were the most unique part of their bodies. They might look like regular arms, but they were similar to the forelegs of a praying mantis, usually kept folded, but unfolded during battle. Their hands resembled spiked field shovels, hard enough to dig into steel as if it were pudding. Of course, their arm strength was also extraordinary.
Urrrrrhhhhh.
Subterra’s sub-first floor was filled with Shen-rank Blood, Bone, Flesh, Skin, and Armed Moledens.
“Kill them all! The sub-first floor only has Shen-rank Chaos!” shouted Vicente of the black clan, Bellido, to his subordinates.
There were a hundred members, all from El Salvador, named after the Spanish word for the savior. However, Vicente did not accept that name. He grew up in the slums as an orphan and naturally entered a regional gang. To him, murder and theft were equivalent to working hard and earning money.