The first to respond to the arrival of the new monster were the two National Level Players.
Recovering from the impact, the Demonic Blade stepped in front of the Saintess.
Saintess Tsurara Yoshikawa, trembling faintly, spoke, “Shinji... That thing...”
“Yeah. It’s ‘the monster,’” he responded, raising his broken arm.
“...!”
Even though he guarded with White Midnight, one of his arms had been broken.
The Saintess quickly activated her skill. In an instant, Super Regeneration reverted the Demonic Blade’s body to its original state.
Centazenas was at least three times the size of the average Centaur, yet this monster seemed fifty percent larger than Centazenas.
Crunch. Crrrunch. Its two massive arms moved busily to tear off chunks of flesh from Centazenas’s limbs.
The monster was consuming its own kind—an SS-Rank monster at that. Witnessing such an unbelievable sight, the gazes of both humans...
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