Wide, spacious, and ready for two potential evolutions, Bathilda's base of operations was now a large cave in its own right. Especially when compared to the small crevice it had been when she originally found it.
Bathilda and Hiro had ended up putting more work in than she expected them to, but she wasn't complaining. Instead, she stood at the entrance with her companion and admired the finished product.
Good job, Hiro. Now we can move on to the next step. Maxing my level.
Congratulating them on a job well done, Bathilda stretched her muscles, limbering up, before walking out of the entrance and toward the ledge overlooking the pit.
Silence was all that could be heard as Bathilda, looked down on the battlefield below. The corpses of the King Tarb and his Brats were beginning to rot and the smell had turned pungent.
No live Brats or Barts were present in the vicinity, the carnivorous rodents ate their own after all, leading Bathilda to think they had exterminated them all. She hoped some other monster would finish off the remains below before the smell became unbearable.
It was already close.
"It's amazing how hard someone can work when threatened by a confident BatWoman," Hiro joked, hoping Bathilda's mood had lightened since earlier. All his efforts got him however, were an eye roll and a sigh.
Don't call me that, please. Not only does it remind me of some of the scary films I watched in my grad days, but I'm sure there's a copyright infringement somewhere laden in that statement. Plus, I'm pretty sure that Lady Bat rolls off the tongue much smoother than BatWoman does. It sounds more refined too.
The confused jokester caught her sarcasm, but there were elements in there he didn't understand.
"What are grad days?" After a moment of confusion, Hiro followed Bathilda out of the entrance while asking about her past.
Better left in the past. That's what they are. This a new world where tearing things a new one is apparently the norm. This couldn't be any further from my days of studying, drinking and one-night stands. On that note, let's get to it before I dredge up something better left forgotten.
Without waiting for a response, Bathilda took to the air and flew up the pit. Ignoring the Bart King's tunnel, the nurse understood that if she wasn't able to reach Max level by slaughtering so many small monster the she had to set her sights higher. A lot higher. That and she'd had about as much as she could take with being underground.
She definitely didn't want to keep going down.
At the top of the pit, Bathilda retraced her first steps towards the forked path she had seen time and time again. This time was different, however. With a firm determination, she flew towards the location where she had originally reincarnated. It was also where she though her tiny heart almost exploded from her chest.
Now that she was bigger, Bathilda had returned to put an end to the fear which had driven her further inside once and for all.
As she neared the overwhelming-large, but-still-unidentified creature, Bathilda rounded the corner before coming face to face with what she could only describe as dessert.
What the hell is that thing?
Using (Identify), which had risen to level 4 during Bathilda's annihilation of the Barts, each level offered more information on the world and life around her.
Name: None
Race: King Slime
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Level: 24
HP:650/650
Undisturbed by what she saw, Bathilda's mind was set in stone and she launchesld (Wing Slash+) after (Wing Slash+) at the large-gelatinous monster.
Unfortunately, not a lot of anything happened as the blades of air entered the Slime's large body before disappearing. The areas they cut through sealed back together as though they had never been there.
Name: None
Race: King Slime
Level: 24
HP:646/650
Well that's not fair.
Bathilda grumbled as she watched the monsters HP slowly tick back up. The slime on the other hand made no effort to attack her, nor did it attempt to move for that matter
With her limited options of attack, Bathilda was worried about using (Poison Fang). Biting the creature meant she would have to get in close to the beast. Cursing her own idea to save skill points for when she was free, her fangs, combined with the poison, was the only other offensive move she had after her upgrade.
Still not wanting to spend her skill points, even against such a large opponent, Bathilda flew around its gelatinous body looking for somewhere to attack. With every inch looking exactly the same as the rest, it was hard to tell where the best location to launch an attack was though.
Eventually, Bathilda gave in and just sank her teeth into the closest spot before pumping the King Slime full of her poison. From the pertrusion, a purple ooze could be seen spreading through the monster's body. The moment she removed mouth, Bathilda watches in amazement as the wounded knitted together before her eyes.
Amazing.
As Bathilda watched the wound magically heal, her poison spread throughout the Slime's body. Unfortunately for the Nurse, her poison was about as effective as her (Wing Slash) had been. The further the toxin spread, the less potent it became. When first injected it had been a dark purple liquid, but as it swirled inside the monster's transparent body, it faded to pink before eventually disappearing completely.
Hiro finally caught up with Bathilda only to stop in shock himself.
"What the hell is that!?" he called from behind.
It's called a King Slime. (Wing Slash) doesn't work on it, apparently it can heal as fast as it takes damage and my poison was just dissipated inside its body. It wasn't potent enough to take it down. Maybe if we both use (Poison Fang) together and in different locations, it'll be strong enough to do some damage.
Thinking up a plan on the spot like that, Bathilda was quite impressed with herself, but Hiro seemed less enthusiastic about the idea.
"I don't wanna put my mouth on that thing!" He repeated the same thought Bathilda had prior to her attempt.
Unless you wanna be stuck inside this cave with me for eternity, you're going to have to. We have to kill this thing and I think two strong doses of poison should do it.
Bathilda hoped.
Reluctantly, Hiro agreed and they both took positions on opposite sides of the Slime. Hiro grumbled one last time before sinking his teeth. Bathilda watches her leech's poison entering the monster's body before she bit down herself. This time she applied as much of the venom as she could and combined with Hiro's, the toxic substance did a much better job than her first attempt.
The Slimes turned a pink/purple colour as the poison swirled inside. Hiro immediately removed himself from the Slime and its vicinity once he was finished, but Bathilda continued to inject more and more of the liquid into her victim.
It was hard to call it an opponent when it hadn't moved a single muscle. Not that it had any muscles to move.
Becoming complacent and not realising her mistake until it was too late, Bathilda was pulled into gelatinous monster's body. It was then she realised why the Slime didn't have to move. Anyone that attacked it would quickly find themselves swallowed up and trapped inside the creature's body.
Barely able to move, Bathilda tried to use her wings to turn herself in the direction she had been sucked in until she spotted a small purple object at the center of the beast. The tiny gem was no bigger than a pebble and it wasn't noticeable from outside the creature either or else ahe would have noticed it.
Taking a risk, Bathilda uses what strength she could muster inside the Slime and pushed herself toward the small purple stone.
Swim like a pro. It doesn't matter about Oxygen, you're a crazy-ass bat-monster now. You've got this.
Bathilda psyched herself up while pushing with every limb she had to reach the core. After managing to reach it, another problem arose. Her body was to slow and heavy to perform (Wing Slash+). Due to the heavy set innards of the King Slime resistricting her movements, Bathilda did the only thing she could think of.
She chewed down hard on the core like it was candy. Luckily, it turned out to be quite soft and after chewing it for a few seconds, Bathilda swallowed the remains. At that point she was swallowed herself by a flood of notifications regarding level ups and a rush of power surged through her. Notifications about new skills appeared at seemingly random intervals whilst her current set upgraded due to use. Through out all of that, there was only one thing on Bathilda's mind as the slime dissolved around her.
Why were my last two opponents Kings? Am I going to be a Queen? Queen Bathilda. I like the sound of that.