Chapter 230
With dirty swamp water dripping off of my carapace I felt the formless pressure build ever higher as the group frantically cast their heads about trying to identify the source . It has to be close! It could be coming towards us right now!
["Eyes open everyone! Something nasty is coming!"]
With my compound eyes, I keep watch in every direction at once, keeping my antennae twitching, trying to focus on what happening both now and a moment into the future . Without hesitation, I begin to prepare my most potent attack, the gravity bomb .
It was able to one-shot the immortal Croc hopefully it can do the same to whatever the heck this is! My sub brains begin to feed out three separate streams of gravitational mana that I seize with my thoughts and press down into a compressed ball that continues to grow and darken as more mana is added .
This is a risk, my attention is being diverted by the need to focus my main mind on the compression process, but I'm willing to take the chance . If I can blast this thing right in its face the moment I see it, then that will be the best outcome .
The marsh has become unusually still . The various creaks and growls that were always in our ears just moments ago have quieted . Then I hear it, in the distance, I can hear a pressing sound as if something were slowly squashing the damp earth of the marsh expanse down . Press, press, press . Each sound is coming slowly, but regularly .
Footsteps!
Hooooooo boy . I'm getting nervous .
I activate my mediation skill and feel my minds sink beneath the icy waters of emotionlessness once again . My fear and anxiety falls away and no longer perturbs my thoughts, allowing my spell to continue to take shape at record speed . A handy thing too, cause I think I'm gonna need it!
The rest of the crew spreads out, doing their best to resist the mounting dread caused by the oppressive aura as the creature draws closer . Tiny has already begun sparking with electricity, his body writhing with snakelike ribbons of lightning as he snarls, revealing his fangs .
[Crinis, hop off me and look for a flank . I don't want you directly in the firing line for this one] I tell my orb like pet .
For once, she doesn't try to argue about putting myself in danger, perhaps she senses the seriousness of our predicament, and immediately extends a few tentacles to allow herself to walk a little ways off . Keeping herself low to the ground and out of sight she places herself close the water line . She'll have to rely on my directions to get into the battle but I hope she can do some damage without being injured, since it's so hard for her to get back out of the fight .
I hear another sound now to accompany those slow footsteps . The rustling of leaves and the creaking of wood as a towering figure pushes its way through . I can make out vague details through the shifting leaves . Bright green scales punctuated by flashes of red . A flash of a broad, rounded snout studded with jagged teeth . And large . Really large . Not only the height, but also in sheer bulk .
This Croc is ripped .
Unhurried, the massive Croca steps its way through the branches towards us, reaching out with thick claws to shove branches and trees out of the way as it moved . As more details of our foe come into sight, I divert part of my attention to snap on my Mana Sense .
The Croc blazes with light, it's powerful core radiating energy . This core is stronger even than the Queen's! This core is second fiddle only to Formo's worm in my experience . In my mind that confirms it . This has to be the monster responsible for the trouble in this expanse . This monster is responsible for sending out the waves of creatures and getting my siblings killed on the surface .
The Croc steps around a tree and into full view at last .
If this thing isn't responsible for the trouble, then I sure as hell don't want to meet whatever is .
It's huge .
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