Ben gazed once more at the many slimes floating inside the insect-like plants. He could already picture what would happen if he fought them head-on. It'd be like battling a necromancer—every time he killed one, another would rise, stronger than before.
A nightmare.
But that didn't mean he was giving up. Ben planned to return later—with Elvira. As long as he supplied her with enough mana, he was confident she could unleash a large-scale spell to burn them all down.
Still… something didn't add up.
'Fire is clearly their weakness… so how the hell are they surviving in this hot places?' His gaze flicked back to the insect-like plants. 'Are these things their hosts? Some kind of hibernation pods?'
