But now, having no formation was not a drawback.
Because they feared neither fatigue, nor bleeding, nor death—at least until their chips ran out.
Soldiers whose chips were nearly depleted would take the initiative to slip away.
No one stopped them. After all, it was better if they left; everyone was afraid there would not be enough monsters to fight...
A mid-to-low-rank vampire was entangled by more than a dozen soldiers.
It was not actually among those meant to be sacrificed, unless the Darkness Gate truly could not gather enough numbers.
There were quite a few mid-to-low-rank monsters like it. Their existence was precisely what kept thousands of low-rank monsters obediently waiting to die.
It discovered how troublesome these people were.
In the past, as long as it bared its sharp claws and fangs, the soldiers would tremble in fear, able to use only half of their combat strength.
Then, using its agile speed to kill the weakest one, it would make the others think of fleeing.
Only the bravest soldiers and the bravest Knights could kill it.
Yet today, three of the dozen-plus soldiers broke away to seize its wings, preventing it from flying. The price was having their own bellies ripped open.
Then the weapons of the other ten soldiers pounded it into a lump of minced flesh.
If only I had advanced one more step and mastered the Transform Bat skill... That was the vampire's final thought.
"Alright, we were seriously injured this time. It'll take an hour to recover to lightly injured." The wounds of the three disemboweled soldiers were rapidly closing, though their negative BUFFs still remained.
"Don't worry. You guys can follow along and farm experience. We'll take the next one. This single vampire gave us 500 chips—worth a hundred goblins!"
"It could actually