With a sharp whoosh!
The black dagger sliced into the slime mold brood mother, but at that very moment, the brood mother burrowed into the main nest.
Blood sprayed everywhere, only to vanish in the blink of an eye.
A loud clang rang out as the black dagger struck the main nest—its surface like a massive eggshell—producing a piercing, metallic screech.
The dagger ricocheted, transforming into a streak of dark light that cut down one of the brood mother's nearby guards in an instant.
Finally, the black dagger faded into the void, disappearing without a trace.
Atop the walls of Bone City,
Alexander's figure was shrouded in a veil of shadow, his form indistinct.
It was an odd sensation—though it was daytime with two suns blazing in the sky, the spot where Alexander stood remained cloaked in darkness, a gloom that even sunlight couldn't pierce.
"What a pity. She didn't die—just took a heavy blow from me!"
"Kind of a shame, really."
