"It is not advised to clear this dungeon."
The Elmguardian Spawn, the sub-boss of the dungeon stands at the periphery, its massive form strolling around like an elephant in a park.
Its body was covered in rough, weathered bark, and its face was a distorted mask that induced instinctive horror.
Its eyes glow with an otherworldly light in this unique world of infinite possibilities and freedom, and its branches reach out like claws of a tiger.
It looked dangerous, it was ugly, it was powerful and it was not even the final boss of this dungeon.
"Hmm?"
"Miu?"
"Muuu?"
The Elmguardian spawn– a horrible sight.
It existed at the very edge of the dungeon and looked much uglier than any other creature the two of them had seen in this dungeon until now.
Even the Ents were prettier than this one.