The Riftmaw Stitchers remained hidden, watching their companion from the shadows.
Then, all of a sudden—
a dagger radiating crimson light appeared behind the Level 39 Stitcher.
[-49,187!]
A terrifying damage number burst forth.
Before the Stitcher could even react, several more slashes followed in rapid succession.
[-49,187!]
[-49,187!]
Thud!
With several heavy bodies crashing to the ground, the hidden Riftmaw Stitchers were all cut down by John alone.
[You have slain Riftmaw Stitcher Lv.39. EXP +30,000, gold coin +1!]
[You have slain Riftmaw Stitcher...]
A string of notifications rang out.
But John did not stop moving for even a moment. He immediately rushed toward the Bonewood Symbiotes hidden on the other side.
The creature still thought it was perfectly concealed.
Then it suddenly saw a figure charging straight at it.
Startled, its trunk split open, revealing a pale human face.
That face twisted with fury.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
