Caught in the Act

It was a filter tank facility connected to a drainage pipe.

And that field, it had been taken over by a huge green thing.

It was encased in uncountable corpses...

There's no way an ordinary human corpse would last that long in that kind of corrosion.

So the corpses were all Transcendents...

"Well, it's a giant mollusk monster."

Standing at the mouth of the passage, Eleazar saw a few more small soft splits come out.

It's the same type of upper-level demonic creature, and the ability shouldn't change much.

Then Eleazar saw that green smoke was coming out of his clothes.

"Well, the ability hasn't changed, but it's more powerful..."

The strength of Big Soft's corrosive field was so strong that even the neutralizer concocted by the bipedal flying dragon venom couldn't withstand it anymore.

In his constant retreat, he suddenly began to miss the cursed armor.

Although that paper shell would cover his titanic defenses if he wasn't careful, and was prone to fatal injuries to his body, at the very least, it would be able to repair itself if it was damaged, and wouldn't turn into an exhibitionist after a fight...

Eleazar doesn't want to turn into an exhibitionist back there, so he'll just have to step back.

The sewers could come back another time, and the demons could be cleaned up another time, but without the clothes on his body, he was going to go back today as an exhibitionist.

There was no clothing stockpile in the space crystal, and once he found a place to stay, he took out all of his clothes and put them in his room's closet.

Only he wanted to leave, but the giant mollusk monster had no intention of letting go of this fresh blood and flesh delivered to his door.

Only to see that huge dark green jelly body suddenly press downward.

"Boom!"

The entire space shook, and amidst the shaking of the waste liquid in the sky, the dark green figure flew in like a cannonball.

Eject!

Green residual shadow, the wind pressure that enveloped like a mountain, Witcher's eyes narrowed, and a fire blade dripping with lava suddenly appeared in the palm of his closed hand, slashing backward!

...

Above ground, in Lane 12 of the industrial area, people looked at the wastewater seeping into the ground like a tidal wave, and couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering cheer.

And underground, the ragged Witcher turned from behind the limpet monster that had split in half in an instant.

"You can't digest it if you eat it in, so why bother..."

Eleazar looked flatly at the demonic creature that kept trying to regroup its body.

Having its complete structure disintegrated by the high temperature, it would be difficult to recover in a short period, so it erupted into a roiling venom again.

Split!

Only having time to throw his top into the space crystal, Eleazar quickly raises his sword to meet him.

Perhaps the other party thought they were afraid of those poisonous mists, and a doppelganger shifted into caster form, hiding in the poisonous mists and continuously spewing out highly toxic substances.

And the other turned into a stalker, catapulting and zigzagging all over the floor channel wall ceiling in a dizzying trajectory, its bloated body incredibly agile.

That's not the kind of tactic a demon could use.

Dodging roiling vomit and projectile-stealing poisonous spikes, Eleazar narrowed his eyes.

It seems to be learning about those wronged souls within it.

While he was distracted by his thoughts, the vile sneak attack suddenly came from under his feet, and the scattered slime instantly coalesced to form spikes that jutted viciously upwards.

Strong fighting instincts made Eleazar react with lightning speed.

The fire blade swung, sweeping away the stabbing thrusts towards his lower body, the furious Witcher gripped his sword with both hands and flew directly into a heavy slash to smash the bouncing slime monster. At that moment, the poisonous fog splashed and exploded in all directions, Eleazar was in mid-air and couldn't hide, he could only pass through the poisonous fog, when he landed on the ground, his pants had already turned into torn and tattered pants.

Looking down, he grimaced.

The mollusk didn't understand at all that it would only send itself to its doom.

The slime that had scattered down suddenly forced itself to glow with activity and desperately imprisoned his sword-gripping arm in death.

At the same time, the other caster from the doppelganger, which hadn't moved for a long time, somehow felt close behind him.

Eleazar looked back silently at the large mouth behind him, devouring himself in a single bite straight away.

Sacrificing one of their doppelgangers, they finally completed their devouring strategy.

Does it think it's afraid of its poisonous mist?

"You can't digest it if you eat it in, so why bother..."

Caught in the acidic, highly toxic substance, Witcher's chest fades to a deep red.

The giant soft mud monster that was trying its best to gather back all its detachments suddenly froze.

"Boo...!"

The pile of house-sized dark green things instantly exploded like a watermelon, the lava in its body spewing out like a volcano, disintegrating the structure of its entire body crazily by the terrifying heat.

[Magic potion residue: 65180→55180]

The pitcher picks up the two portions of jelly-like material that are rapidly coming out of the coalescence on the floor and walks out of the poisonous fog.

There's nothing to be afraid of anymore, and it's already naked anyway.

After glancing at the filtration room and realizing there were no other demons, he returned the way he came.

Without the soft mud monster clogging it up, the pool had long been in the process of being reopened, and the pipes were gushing out wastewater, storing it half-full, and then discharging it outward along the sinks.

Back at the trig, Eleazar pulled out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"It doesn't feel like it's been long, it's evening?"

Thinking back carefully, he realized that most of the day had been spent catching up.

"Well, it's going to take another hour to walk out..."

Eleazar looked at the other two intersections and had to just go back and come back another time.

The next time you come back you'll need to take precautions and not become tied down by clothing restrictions.

Thoughtfully, at full speed, Eleazar soon returned to the previous sewer exit.

Then open the crystal space and make one last check to make sure there's nothing left to cover up in there.

"Well, the canvas can barely cover it."

Then he found something else.

"Huh? When did the Holy Relic Trio get put back by the Witch?"

But how does Eleazar wear these things?

Fade pulled out what was left of his blouse and gathered it around his waist before donning his invisibility cloak again.

Then a slight pervert who is barefoot and clad in an overcoat, but who will occasionally show his calves as he walks, appears.

Eleazar certainly doesn't just show up on the street.

After activating his stealth ability, he quietly climbed up the river.

The black streets were abuzz with people as if they too were embracing the liveliest night of the year, with a large number of stallholders rushing in with goods that were already being prepared.

Eleazar carefully avoids the crowd and quickly makes his way back to the address.

There were too many Transcendents in this place to guarantee that there were people with manifestation and concealment abilities, so he specialized in the out-of-the-way alleys, making a slight detour and taking a little more time.

I wonder if that angel had a good lunch.

Eleazar muses silently, seeing the alleyway entrance ahead and sighing inwardly that he's finally almost there.

But just then, that hopeful exit suddenly stood out two figures on the left and right.

A man and a woman, two enforcers, looked at the air in front of them with expressionless faces.

"There's been a report of a naked pervert in the city recently."

The female Enforcer locked onto the Witcher in stealth with an unparalleled sharp gaze of death.

"Finally we caught you, doing something like that, people like you are unforgivable!!!"