The Bone Ash Ants didn't last long.
The Death Lords tore through them with ruthless efficiency—dark blades cleaving brittle exoskeletons, necrotic energy devouring ash-coated flesh. The ants screeched, mandibles snapping uselessly before collapsing into piles of scorched bone and smoldering residue.
[You have slain Bone Ash Ant ×5]
[EXP gained]
Mike stepped forward as the corpses dissolved, leaving behind glowing drops.
Bone fragments. Ash cores. A faintly glowing red crystal.
"Fire–ash hybrid materials," he noted. "Nice."
He didn't linger and continued his killing spree.
Soon, Mike reached Level 300.
"This dungeon really is perfect for leveling up…" Mike muttered, glancing around as hundreds upon hundreds of ants rushed toward him. "…only if you can survive here."
He had already killed more than enough, but even then, he started another slaughter.
