[Blackwater Marsh Tyrant — Lv.50]
[Rank: Elite Field Monster]
The Blackwater Marsh Tyrant opened its colossal maw, black water streaming continuously from between its fangs. Deep within its mouth, several fragments of bone not yet fully digested could even be seen.
It didn't pounce like an ordinary monster. Instead, after revealing its form, it sank back into the water. Clearly, it preferred using the marsh to slowly drag its prey to death rather than engaging in a direct frontal clash.
Zich's expression didn't change, but his eyes had noticeably sharpened.
Candidates would assess situations, feel fear, and expose openings because they wanted to survive.
But a field monster like this was different.
It didn't need to win beautifully.
It only needed to drag people into the water.
"Don't pursue the underwater target," Zich said. "Watch your footing."
Iron lowered its head slightly and drove its greatsword into the ground once more, making no reckless advances.
