The facts proved it.
Their unease had been justified—
Rosalind's next hunting targets only grew more troublesome, one after another—
Jyuratodus.
A piscine wyvern monster that inhabited swampy regions.
Fighting this thing, Rosalind and the others spent the whole battle rolling around in waist-deep mud.
Their movement was restricted, and so were their actions.
Covered head to toe in mud, the four cursed and struggled for nearly forty minutes, carting twice before they barely managed to grind the monster to death.
And if Jyuratodus had been torture by terrain—
Then Tobi-Kadachi was torture by mechanics.
This fanged wyvern bastard—
Could not only glide through the forest at high speed, but also inflict Thunderblight with its attacks.
One careless mistake and it would stun them.
Rosalind had been forced to learn how to fire Watermoss.
But even so—
Liana's True Charged Slash still couldn't land at all.
And Rosalind's long sword couldn't find an opening for a Spirit Helm Breaker either.
Because Tobi-Kadachi was far too agile.
"Meow!"
"Meow, meow!"
The familiar cries of Felynes echoed back and forth through the forest.
The Felyne Carts went back and forth.
Only after using up every last faint in the party did they barely manage to wear Tobi-Kadachi down.
They had nearly wiped.
After that, the mood in the party changed.
The unease in everyone's hearts grew ever stronger.
Their equipment had indeed improved, and they had deliberately tried to learn the dungeon's complicated systems.
But the monsters' strength and absurdity rose far faster than their equipment did.
Especially—
The moment their next hunting target, that great one, appeared—
They were instantly dumbfounded.
—A massive body, pink scales, a Tyrannosaurus-like shape, feathers covering its back and tail, thick hind legs, and tiny forelimbs.
Simply standing there and exhaling scorching white vapor—
Made the