Chapter 319: Creator of the Dense Forest
"Boom!" "Boom!" The roar of the Magic Cannon reverberated through the skies as strands of fiery energy fell into the dense crowd of monsters. Then, a string of intense screams echoed as countless monsters were wiped out by the artillery bombardment, scattering their limbs all around.
Some monsters, who had only lost a part of their limbs, were lucky enough to survive. Even if they lost their lower bodies, they continued to crawl forward desperately.
Because, within the charging tide of monsters, stopping meant certain death. They would be shoved to the ground by the monsters behind them and trampled into meat paste.
On the battlefield, minor injuries were still tolerable, but if it was severe or if the legs were injured, it would be no different from death. Moreover, there was a high chance they would be trampled to death by their own forces.