Not a Bad Deal

There was nothing much to say about the trio's failure. The cunning Snake King was not easy to deal with.

Their successful kill in the First Wave had created a certain inertia in their thinking, making them subconsciously feel that the Snake King was nothing special.

The Snake King had already died twice. As long as they responded carefully and had the Great Toad as a temporary ally, killing her a third time should not have been difficult.

But after confirming the humans' threat, the cunning Snake King endured the Great Toad's savage beating and forcefully lunged at the trio, pulling a round of Heaven and Earth Same Lifespan.

Her flesh and blood turned into a deadly pool of poison, utterly swallowing the nearby trio in rule-level self-destruct poison. Even they had never encountered a battlefield like this. An opponent of this level had actually detonated herself without hesitation—and she had even possessed a trump card like Life-Form Poison.

"Her primary target probably wasn't even us. I saw that toad get badly hurt too."

"For an Abyss Lord in a high-concentration Abyss environment, as long as it doesn't die on the spot, no matter how badly it is injured, given enough time, it is practically uninjured."

Even for High-Level Professionals, that statement ran somewhat counter to common sense.

In most cases, the higher a Professional's rank, the harder their injuries were to treat. They required more time and additional resources. The treatments a Healer used on low-rank and high-rank patients were on entirely different price scales.

Yet Kun Ba did not refute this new piece of common sense.

Because the one who had said it was that Nun whose depths he could not fathom.

She called herself White Claw, but Kun Ba absolutely had no recollection of anyone by that