Kill-Enemy stood atop the largest garbage mountain several hundred meters away, also the one closest to the elevated highway. The path leading to it was packed with all manner of large and small monsters scavenging for food.
Although they all looked as depressed as if their parents had died, utterly devoid of fighting spirit, their massive sizes alone made them impossible to ignore.
Take the Double-Stinger Monster, for example. It looked somewhat like a giant stingray, with two venomous stingers roughly three meters long trailing from its tail. Yet it also had four legs and the bulk of an elephant, making it a heavy land creature.
Whenever it dug through garbage for food, its long tail swayed like a dog's, and corrosive green venom splashed across the ground in plumes of bluish smoke.
The reason people had kept dumping trash here without it ever burying the elevated highway was precisely because of these monsters. Their bodily fluids were practically all highly corrosive; even a few drops of saliva could melt huge patches of metal, while the beasts' weight could crush all kinds of trash into powder.
Compared to these monsters, Magik looked tiny. Her cowboy outfit did not quite suit the Door-Slab Greatsword in her hand, yet she carried the weapon toward where the monsters had gathered, as though there was nothing in her eyes but the target.
The monsters noticed her, but the enormous Double-Stinger Monster merely gave her a few despairing looks before slinking away. It did not even have the desire to attack, whining as it walked like a person sighing.
Deathstroke, following beside Magik, shook his head.
"This is way too hopeless. Even the monsters have turned into gloomy losers? Watching them look this dejected makes me want to sigh too."
Magik had already raised her