118 Grenades Of Death

For the same race to possess two treasures of the same calibre in one city and in such an early stage of the apocalypse was something I never heard of before or even imagined!

"They got the support from their higher ups," it was the only explanation I could give in such a weird case, "but what are they trying to do?"

*Roar!*

Just as I said that, the beam of light which fell directly over the head of the monster started to get smaller. At first I thought it was fading away, but gradually I realised it was getting fiercer, being concentrated from a size of tens of metres radius to a thickness of a closed fist.

That was a great amount of condensation if you asked me. And once it reached such a scale, the monster roared in another painful way.

"Are they trying to kill it?" I couldn't believe even my own words when I said them. Killing the monster just after summoning it? That would be insane!