Showing Weakness to the Enemy

The sudden attack threw the Slime tribe, which had been enjoying peaceful times, into chaos!

"Pu pu!"

"Pu pu!"

Terrified and panicked by the sudden death of their companions, the Slimes began to show aggression, hopping frantically in the mud.

As they landed, their gelatinous bodies splattered into the muddy water, constantly making "pu pu" squelching sounds.

For a moment, the entire murky mudflat seemed to boil.

The Slimes, their emotions spreading amongst themselves, became restless.

They ceaselessly scanned for enemies with the two round black eyes distributed on the sides of their bodies.

Gauss showed no intention of hiding. Instead, he observed the Slimes with great interest, recalling memories of Slimes in his mind.

It was said that even low-level monsters like Slimes could give birth to stronger individuals, some capable of mastering Mana Perception, allowing them to lock onto enemies from afar without relying on sight.

In addition to Mana Perception, it was rumored that some advanced Slimes could even master Spellcasting, Form Mimicry, Energy Absorption, Gigantification, and Fusion, among other powerful abilities.

Some Adventurers even claimed to have seen Slimes more powerful than Dragons!

However, could the racial potential of Slimes truly surpass that of Dragons? The vast majority of people would not take such drunken ramblings seriously.

Returning to the present, this group of Slimes were merely the weakest, ordinary Slime.

After continuous observation with the naked eye, one rioting Slime locked onto the position of the three individuals.

It was unknown how they communicated with each other, but before long, almost all the Slimes turned their gaze toward them.

Perhaps sensing the small number of enemies, the Slime tribe, which was inherently "bullying the weak and fearing the strong," immediately moved after a brief "communication."

"Pu pu!" "Pu pu!"

All the Slimes jumped towards the three individuals one after another. Twenty Slime monsters actually created a tremendous commotion.

Seeing this, Gauss and the other two calmly prepared for the second wave of attacks.

Drawing a bow and nocking an arrow, pulling the trigger, and brandishing a staff.

Another round of ranged attacks was launched.

However, this time, the arrows shot by Oliver and Meva did not successfully kill the Slimes.

The arrows merely pierced the outermost gelatinous body of the Slimes, failing to hit their core.

Although the sudden intrusion of foreign objects made two Slimes shudder, it caused no damage. After a brief twitch, the Slimes rejoined the main group.

It was Gauss, who had patiently aimed last, who once again utilized his ability to slow down the world, successfully piercing the core of another two Slimes.

"Snap!!"

The Magic Missile, flying close to the ground, pierced two cores and then exploded into the mud, splashing up a huge muddy spray.

It had to be said that with the Staff, Gauss's Spellcasting had become much smoother.

Previously, casting spells with empty hands was nowhere near as accurate or efficient.

"Slime killed *2"

"Total monsters killed: 28!"

Failing to hit the Slime's core was not due to Oliver and Meva's poor archery. It was simply that the Slimes' jumping trajectory was unpredictable and difficult to anticipate, and their core was constantly shifting within their bodies.

The reason Gauss could do it was a combination of factors: the slow-motion effect of his low-tier bullet time, the bonus from the Bone Staff, and the Magic Missile's faster flight speed and attack range compared to arrows.

Not far away, Meva glanced at Gauss discreetly, realizing that her earlier perception of his Magic Missile's faster flight speed was not an illusion.

This guy had gotten stronger again!

Perhaps emboldened by the numerous companions beside them, the Slimes were not intimidated by the trio's second round of attacks.

Instead, they accelerated, leaping out of the mud in an instant and landing on solid ground.

It was at this moment that Leven and the others appeared.

Shieldbearer Leven and Swordsman Doyle, who had been hiding in the bushes, stood up.

Priest Daphne also emerged from behind a tree, shielding everyone and ready to provide healing at any moment.

The team's formation was immediately established!

Seeing the number of people suddenly surge from 3 to 6.

The once aggressive Slime horde seemed to have been struck a heavy blow, and their charging momentum immediately weakened.

The two Slimes at the back, whose movements were slightly hindered by the arrows stuck in them, directly stopped hopping.

They stopped nervously in place, trembling.

This was also why only Gauss and the other two had shown themselves at first. It was to feign weakness, to lure the Slime horde into "bullying the weak" and actively leaving the muddy ground.

The muddy ground was clearly not suitable as a venue for the team's formal battle.

"Doyle, charge with me!"

Without giving the Slimes much time to react, Leven shouted. He was worried that the leading Slimes would escape, causing the Slime horde to scatter.

Once these nearly 20 Slimes were scattered like birds and beasts, it would be difficult for the small team of six to pursue them individually and keep all of them in the forest.

"Bang bang bang!"

Leven charged forward with a few large strides, activating his skill at the same time.

"Greatshield Charge!"

With a shout, Leven, his face flushed red, raised his Oak Greatshield, blocked in front of him, and charged fearlessly towards the Slime horde with heavy steps.

Doyle, holding his small Wooden Shield, followed closely behind him, charging together.

The two men's "fearless" advance seemed to enrage the leading Slime.

"Da da da!"

It leaped forward fiercely, taking the lead.

A mouthful of thick, dark green mucus was sprayed from its mouth.

A large glob of mucus arced through the air.

"Plop!"

It landed heavily on Leven's Oak Greatshield.

Fortunately, Leven's Wooden Shield provided ample coverage, and he hadn't used his full strength during the charge, always keeping his body within the shield's protective range.

So, the thick mucus only splashed onto the Oak Greatshield, emitting a faint white smoke from its surface, and did not cause him any damage.

Leven's footsteps didn't stop, and he continued to charge forward with his head down, pushing through the mucus.

One step!

Two steps!

His massive shield finally collided with the leading Slime.

Although the Slime, over 50 centimeters tall, was also pressing forward at a rapid speed, it was significantly weaker than Leven in terms of Strength.

"Dong!!"

The 50-centimeter-diameter Slime hit the shield with a "dong," and under the pressure of the opposing forces, it was crushed by the powerful impact in the brief moment of contact.

The two forces clashed and held each other in a stalemate for a very short time!

In the end, Leven, who had activated his skill, was superior.

"Hyaaah!!!"

He charged forward with the leading Slime, weighing dozens of kilograms, initiating a second charge!

"Bang!!"

Leven, carrying his greatshield and charging with his head down, forcefully carved a path through the Slime "army."

The Slimes along the way were sent flying by his immense Strength.

Doyle, who followed behind him, also drew his longsword and engaged the Slimes.

The ranged attackers were also not idle; they quietly moved to the flanks of the battlefield, taking aim, attempting to snipe isolated Slimes from a distance.

Gauss should have been part of the ranged group, but he had already used two Magic Missiles and only had enough Magic left for one final shot.

Furthermore, with his teammates holding the front line, it was not appropriate for him to launch a magic attack rashly.

So, he chose to follow in the footsteps of Leven and Doyle, holding his small Wooden Shield halfway in front of his face with his left hand and carrying his Rapier with his other hand, following cautiously.

"Snap!"

Doyle had clearly killed Slimes before.

After swatting away a small glob of mucus spat by the enemy with his shield, he swung the longsword in his other hand.

"Cross Slash!"

"Swish! Swish!"

The longsword cut through the air with white light, two rapid slashes, one horizontal and one vertical, precisely intersecting and striking the core mass in the center of the Slime.

"Splash!"

As the core was split into four by the slashes, the Slime melted again!

"Be careful to block the mucus with your small Wooden Shields. Slimes can't continuously spray mucus. Once you block it, you can seize the opportunity to attack."

"But also be wary of attacks from other Slimes!"

"Don't let them swarm and surround you!"

"Oliver, Meva, provide ranged support as the situation allows!"

Leven shouted hoarsely, reminding them.

In fact, his first charge had already sent nearly half of the Slimes flying, directly breaking the Slime's charging formation.

So, the most dangerous initial assault had been resolved.

Now was a good time to kill the Slimes.

Gauss naturally heard Leven's voice.

He emulated Doyle and approached a Slime.

It was a mass of mucus, only 30-40 centimeters, emitting a strong stench of decay.

It had likely taken the brunt of Leven's strongest assault directly.

Currently, it was wriggling dizzily, its core within its body also violently trembling, moving left then right without pattern.

This was an instinctive reaction for them to protect themselves, preventing enemies from easily hitting their core while in a stunned state.