Proper Job
"What is it? What happened?" This time, it was the burly man who asked in confusion.
The bewildered man pushed aside the swarm of bats flying around him and said to the burly man with tears in his eyes, "I accidentally killed one."
"Fuck... Be more careful!" The burly man cursed, lowering his head as he furiously hacked at the giant monster's legs.
If one small monster died, the BOSS would split one extra time.
He wasn't confident he could handle an even larger swarm of cockroaches, so he decided not to kill them for now and instead focus on crippling their ability to attack.
He would leave them barely alive. Once all four had lost their ability to attack, he would pick one to kill. That way, when new cockroaches split off, the pressure would be lower.
But while his own pressure lessened, the pressure on the four corners increased sharply.
Because this method took a great deal of time.
The giant cockroaches were already difficult enough to deal with when they attacked together.
Their hides were thick, their flesh tough, and they possessed immense strength. A slash barely hurt them, while one hit from them could leave you crippled even if it didn't kill you.
Previously, even attacking without restraint took several minutes to kill one. And now he had to deliberately hold back from killing them?
It would take dozens of minutes to "deal with" them all.
The small monsters in the four corners wouldn't stop pouring out just because he was holding back.
Twenty or thirty were manageable.
But once their numbers reached the hundreds or thousands, the bat swarm could gnaw a person down to bare bones.
At that point, it would no longer be a matter of "restraining" the small monsters, but