Seeing that his bite force could not directly crush the hard bones in his mouth, Centipede Elder quickly straightened his body repeatedly, then kept burrowing into the ground and emerging again.
After repeating this several times, Yoru Machi's back was slammed into the ground again and again.
Unfortunately, Centipede Elder had thought that Yoru Machi would not be able to hold on for long under such heavy impacts. Yet by now, he had drilled the entire game mall's surface full of holes, but the resistance between his jaws had not decreased in the slightest.
"Is this the unyielding spirit of martial arts you humans speak of? But how long can you keep this up?
Why not just give up? Become flesh and blood on this old man's body, and at least you'll die more easily."
The ugly human face on Centipede Elder's forehead looked at the struggling Yoru Machi and kept spouting trash talk.
He had not expected the Rank S Hero before him to be so troublesome. Under normal circumstances, Centipede Elder would not have minded slowly torturing Yoru Machi, but this time, he had a mission to complete.
Besides, the Monster Association had caused such a huge commotion here. The Hero Association should have made its move by now.
Centipede Elder might not have cared about ordinary Rank S Heroes, but no matter how strong he was, he could not take on sheer numbers.
"Huh? Struggling? I don't even know what you're talking about. By the way, aren't you going to keep doing that earthworm-like burrowing thing?
I haven't been exercising much lately, so my shoulders and back have been pretty sore. That little routine just now felt as good as a massage—I almost fell asleep. I thought you were going to keep digging..."
Hearing Yoru Machi's words,