Ch-193: A Pity

In the blink of an eye, several shadows appeared from behind the rocks—stalactites hanging from the ceiling and stalagmites rising from the ground.

Without any hint of hesitation in their eyes, the Rock Eaters charged at the seven humans with righteous fury and an indignant look in their eyes, as if the humans had cursed their 18 generations.

*Slash*

*Boom*

*THUD*

Within a few seconds, several tens of Rock Eaters fell to the ground with their bodies cut into several pieces or turned into meat paste, despite their strong defenses.

The weapons and spiritual energy cut through their hard exterior as if a hot knife were through butter. They died without even being able to put up the slightest semblance of defense in front of the overpowered adversaries they faced.

The so-called "ambush" was all for naught in the eyes of the seven humans who kept slashing and swinging their weapons or sending spiritual energy blasts.