122 122. Hard Earned… 

Boom!

Boom!

Bombs were going off every ten seconds, each being as powerful as the last one. With those fiery explosions, there was an ocean of dead snakes around Sir Dolorem and Gabriel. Since they knew what they had to do now, and as the effect was visible, they went all out. 

"It's working!" Sylvester roared from a distance as he felt the Bloodling was slowing down with more snakes dying.

Sir Dolorem nodded and once again stopped using light crystals to act as bait. Their strategy was simple: they first let the snakes get attracted to them, and once they came close, they reactivated the light crystals after throwing an IED bomb out. 

Each wave that came ended as a bloody dirty paste and corpses of half-destroyed snakes. It was disgusting to see, and even the stench was getting overbearing.