How It Feels To Be The Loser (10)

Screech!

"Phew! For a Monster that has silence in its name, it sure is loud." Cray frowned at the Silencer he had just killed. He didn't like the noise every Silencer made the moment they were killed. "It doesn't even summon their friends or whatsoever."

Cray shook his head faintly, and observed the unique and strange phenomenon that was currently happening in front of him. He had been killing Silencers for minutes already—he had witnessed it many times—but he still couldn't get used to it.

"Why do they immediately disappear right after being killed?"

Fighting in the mist, like Basil had assured him, wasn't difficult at all. Although he couldn't see anything properly other than his hands and feet, he could still spot the Silencers easily.

He could even say that the Silencers were the only thing that could be seen in the dense mist no matter where they were. Of course, it is still a different story after they died; their already vague existence disappeared right after they died.