He was now on the opposite side of the adult, as far away from it as he could get within the nest. At the speed it had moved just now, it would take a while to reach him.
Gauss steadied his breathing, gathering magical energy within his body.
At last, the three little ones bounded over and entered his range.
Boom!
Gauss focused his gaze.
Three Magic Missiles locked onto the smallest one's torso. From what he could sense, its upper body was relatively weak.
Whumm!! The Magic Missiles ripped through the air and struck its upper abdomen with Precision.
Under the devastating force of the Magic Force Field, its upper body—like white wax—exploded apart.
Then came the second missile, followed by the third.
The chain of explosions blasted the monster in half at the waist, and its upper body fell to the ground.
That was it?
The thought had barely crossed Gauss's mind. They were the same species, after all—how could it be so weak? But he quickly realized something was wrong.
The Adventurer's Handbook hadn't registered a kill.
His progress, at 4/5, hadn't budged either.
Sure enough, the next moment, the spider silk and slime around the blasted upper body began flowing across the ground like living things, gathering together again.
Was its upper body unimportant? Was the spider's lower body, with its three pairs of legs, the real vital part? At least, that seemed to be true for the ones that hadn't reached adulthood.
Gauss wondered as he dodged kicks from the other two monsters.
They were nowhere near as powerful as the adult, but he could already see a hint of its Wind Pressure.
An ordinary human struck by a kick like that would probably be sliced in half from the feet up.
He rapidly replayed