At that scene, several rookie teams passing by on their way to the 8th floor were so scared they pissed their pants, running back while crying for their parents.
Even Tsubaki was stunned at the time, her hand resting on her sword hilt, ready to force an intervention.
The result?
Kirukiru Amou, that crazy woman.
Facing a scene that could scare someone with trypophobia to death,
she laughed.
She laughed so happily.
She even felt there weren't enough of them.
And then...
there was no "then."
Or rather,
for those Killer Ants, there was no more "after."
For two whole hours,
the group stayed in that open space, mechanically swinging blades, piercing, and slashing.
The magic stones dropped from the corpses that turned into black ash piled up layer upon layer.
Until finally,
there was even a period of time where the entire 7th Floor was a monster vacuum.
The Killer Ants couldn't even respawn fast enough to keep up with their slaughter.
...
"That was a real spring cleaning..."
"Now, when I close my eyes,"
"my head is full of the sound of those ants bursting."
"That squelching sound..."
"I don't think I ever want to see an ant again in my life."
Rin shivered as she recalled the memory, looking at her [black crow], which she'd only had for a few days without maintenance and whose edge was already slightly chipped from use.
"But..."
At that moment,
Tamaba Satori, standing there, pointed at Kirukiru Amou's figure rampaging through the pack of Hellhounds ahead.
"Compared to when we first entered the Dungeon,"
"Amauha-san needed to use a bit of strength to tear open those Killer Ants' carapaces."
"Now,"
"Amauha-san's strength seems to have increased."
After saying that,
Tamaba Satori pointed forward.
There,
Kirukiru Amou was stepping on a Hellhound.
...
"*Squish!!*"
Ahead,
as the last Hellhound's head was crushed under Kirukiru Amou's foot,
this encounter had lasted less than two minutes.
before it was declared over.
"Ha... ha..."
Kirukiru Amou stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, her chest heaving slightly.
But it was only slightly.
She shook the blood off her hands and turned to look at everyone standing behind her.
Her eyes held a sort of unsatisfied resentment.
"Is that all?"
"Didn't they say the middle floors were dangerous?"
"This is it?"
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