"Thud—thud—thud—thud—"
In the pitch-black cave, heavy footsteps like these rang out from time to time.
The massive silhouettes of monsters wandered through the darkness now and then, an utterly terrifying sight.
If anyone else had been here, they would likely have trembled all over and gone pale at the sight, immediately turning tail and running, wishing to get as far away from those monsters as possible so they would not be swallowed whole.
Even experts above level eighty, figures revered and admired by countless people outside, could only become tiny ants here before these monsters, devoured and turned into insignificant snacks.
Without a doubt, this was a monster den.
A monster den inhabited by countless savage, horrifying creatures, capable of bringing nightmares to any intruder.
Even the kingdom's most elite Royal Knights would surely find these monsters incredibly troublesome if they came here.
Yet at this very moment, a figure silently appeared before one such monster.
"Yo."
The man holding the sealed Holy Sword, with a fluffy mysterious little beast perched atop his head, raised a hand and greeted the monster amiably.
"Nice to meet you." Shien grinned. "And now, goodbye?"
As he spoke, Shien flashed forward, Teleporting directly in front of the monster. He reached out and placed a hand against its body.
"Enchantment: Split."
Magic power surged from his palm, instantly covering the monster's entire body.
"Rip—!"
A sharp tearing sound rang out. The monster's flesh split open at once, as though countless blades had sliced across its body, leaving it covered in wounds and dripping with blood.
"■■■■■—!!!"
Only then did the monster awaken from the intense pain. It finally reacted, letting out a horrifying howl.
Unfortunately, by the time it reacted, it was already too late.
"Enchantment: Stiffness."
"Enchantment: Slowness."
"Enchantment: Dizziness."
"Enchantment: Paralysis."
"Enchantment: Heaviness."