Preview: The shaking of the ground gradually stabilized as the hounds stopped in the distance. They looked at the enemy in front and felt odd. They smelt the danger of death and their steps came to a halt. The Fire Hound was indeed correct. Even with most of them having already awakened their magic circuits, they still felt threatened at the moment.
The little sunflower looked at the dozens of hounds encircling them from a distance and felt a strange sense of excitement. The dark void in the skies added a sense of gloom and darkness in the atmosphere as a strange feeling lingered in the air. It was the smell of darkness and death! Death was coming!
The hounds that stopped in the distance stared coldly at the two, not daring to make a move. The strange feeling they had stopped their daring thoughts and their injuries made them more cool-headed. Just from the achievements of being able to escape from a demon with a magic circuit awakened, it could be confirmed that the sunflower was extraordinary and powerful. And at this moment, they were filled with wounds and injuries, thus they did not want them to aggravate. They only applied pressure on the two as they stalled for time to await reinforcements from their leader, the Shadow Hound.
Just as they were planning on continuing on this standoff, a sound tore through the air with a snap! Snap! A root covered in thin white aura flew with a whoosh and hit a wounded hound at the side. It was one of the hounds with its limb limping due to serious injuries it sustained from the previous experience in the jungle.
A shrill howl sounded as the hound cried out in pain. Sizzling sounds echoed from the wound as a fragrant smell floated in the air. The throats of the hounds near him moved up and down at the smell and drool gathered and flowed down their mouths.
“Damn it! Everyone, disperse!” The Fire Hound felt terrible as things were going in the worst direction. His intuition was spot on as the sunflower indeed became more dangerous.
More roots followed the one that shot out from earlier and flew towards the group of hounds. Many of them were targeting the heavily injured guy from earlier. Truly fitting of the saying of hitting a dog when it's down.
“Why me?! Aack!” The hound cried out indignantly as the roots covered in white light filled its vision before everything turned black.
Plop. Its body filled with burning holes collapsed to the ground as its eyes wide open from the injustice. It couldn’t understand why it was attacked and targeted. Was it because it was injured? Weren’t everyone injured in some way anyways? Why was it him?
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“Because you’re weak!” the sunflower replied cheerfully as the roots dragged his corpse towards the devilish figure as its corpse disheveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The essence immediately flowed to the sunflower as rocks and gravel flew through the air. The hounds were forced to flee in a sorry state all over the place. Blood splashed on the ground as their wounds opened up and some unlucky fellas got pierced and died.
“AAACK!” another hound fell to the ground as their numbers continued to decrease rapidly. It hasn't even been 2 minutes since the assault started but they were already beaten miserably by one sunflower. What made them despair even more was that they couldn’t get close.
Once they tried cutting the roots with their claws, the holy light would flow to their paws and burn them, causing a sizzling sound to ring out. Once they block the attacks with their bodies, their proud defenses would immediately become nothing but paper as they get pierced through easily.
They could only try their hardest to dodge as the energy they barely had left from escaping the Creeping Jungle was swiftly exhausted. Soon, most of them slowed down and their tongues stuck out, panting. Their legs became stiff and slow as the agile roots continued hunting them down. Even worse, the roots were becoming faster and more agile. Absorbing the essence of the prey hunted not only not made it weaker, but instead stronger.
Soon, only five hounds were left as finally, fear overtook them. They no longer cared about the orders of their direct superior, the Shadow Hound, as their legs moved in a blur. The Fire Hound was confused as it looked at its partner, the bloodied Ice Hound entangled with roots in the distance.
Hesitation flashed in its eyes before it decided to flee. Its four legs moved quickly as it decided to ignore all defenses and battle stance just to escape from this massacre. And this was especially clear to the sunflower.
Looking at the remaining hounds either entangled from fighting with the roots or chaotically running without a proper direction or route, more roots slid past the carcasses of hounds and chased after the deserters. Of course, it couldn’t let go of this free food! Especially one that is weak and delicious!
Its roots wiggled swiftly towards the last Fire Hound as its other roots sucked the nutrients from the corpses on the ground. Mmm. Delish! It thought as the taste sent intense pleasure to its mind.
The roots finally caught up with the Fire Hound, the only remaining hound, as the threat of death pressed on its head. Especially after looking at the scene and realizing that everyone had died, and it was its turn at this very moment. It was about to let out a whimper when, suddenly. SQUELCH! Blood splattered on the holy roots and its vitality was sucked away. It watched its life force slip away as its consciousness gradually darkened. The beautiful sight of the roots being engulfed in a vague red light combined with the holy light, with the darkness in hell as the background filled its eyes. Ah, how beautiful it was the last thought he had before the lights went out.
“Ahh, how delicious! I wonder what a Mid-Rank demon like the Shadow Hound would taste like?” it muttered out loud as the desire to have a taste filled it with excitement and craving. Just these Low-Ranked ones taste so good, what about the one with better quality?!