Destruction Beast (2)

"It really is a bit tricky..."

He looked at the Destruction Beast, with nearly half its brains leaking out.

Yet it still bared its fangs and glared at him, utterly devoid of any sense that it was on the verge of death.

Captain's face had lost its usual frivolous expression, and his gaze grew even more solemn.

That strike just now.

Part of its damage being avoided had been within his expectations.

He had not cared much about it.

But this vitality, more tenacious than a cockroach's, truly lay beyond his expectations.

By his judgment.

Although this Destruction Beast had been greatly weakened by its injuries, it still retained at least a small half of its combat strength.

One had to know, that was a grievous wound that had nearly knocked its brains out!

Thinking about it now, if he had not cut so viciously just then, ordinary injuries probably would not have affected it at all.

Is this the kind of thing that has to be chopped into several pieces before it can be completely killed...?

With a trace of helplessness.

He silently adjusted his grip on the sword without saying a word.

The other Destruction Beast nearby should be arriving soon. To reduce the risk, I need to quickly deal with the remaining problem in front of me...

As that decision was made.

His figure turned hazy once again...

Although he had previously only told his teammates that he would hold back the two Destruction Beasts.

Based on the traits they had now displayed.

He felt that he still had to put in a little more effort.

Otherwise.

With one misstep.

His team would likely suffer grievous losses before such powerful enemies.

If it really came to that, it would not be easy for him to explain it