Chapter 1710 – Fun in the Tunnels

[Oho! Almost got me there!]

[Wow! Nice try!]

[You’ll get there one day, champ! I believe in you!]

[If you fully believed in yourself, you would have got me there. That’s motivation for next time!]

There’s something about messing with these delvers that I just don’t seem to get tired of. Look at them dance! Look at them wail in despair as I yoink them up into the air!

Gweheheheheh.

My submarine efforts have been rewarded yet again with another ambush, and I have to say, they really put in some more effort this time. Perhaps the growing number of missing delvers has caused them to grow a little nervous, but they seem to be willing to go a lot further to try and bring me down now.

This ambush opened with two doom spheres being launched at me. Made of fire, they were like mini-suns, absolutely scorching hot temperatures that were singeing my antennae from hundreds of metres away. Taken a little by surprise, I managed to counter with two gravity bombs, but they were so weak I had to empower them to make sure they did the job.

Starting the fight with two massive explosive wars between fire and gravity was a rather spectacular way to go about it. I think the delvers were hoping for a better outcome for their opening salvo, but they still launched out of their hiding places and followed through.

Things went downhill for them rather rapidly after that.

[Oh no! My carapace is damaged! Aaaand it’s fixed. Dang, look at that.]

Honestly, with so many delvers attacking me at once, the healing network ramps up very, very quickly. My entire body feels like ice right now, an abundance of regeneration fluid racing through my body. Some of these delvers must be heavy hitters, because they manage to put some damage into me, carving chunks out of my carapace and dents in my legs, but I heal so dang fast it just doesn’t matter.

Mocking them for it also brings me a deep sense of joy.

[Next one to attack me gets lifted in the air!]

There’s a brief moment when they all hesitate, then they overcome their fear and continue the assault. I can’t actually tell who it was exactly, so I pick out one I think is a likely suspect.

[Up you go!]

Yelping with fear and surprise, my victim is lifted up and left hovering in midair, thrashing helplessly. Lifting mages up doesn’t do all that much, since they can just keep throwing spells at me, but for combat types, they really struggle when they can’t plant their feet. So much speed and power, but not available when their little feets are wiggling in the air!

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Despite my overwhelming, and ever-increasing regeneration, I’m still doing everything I can to avoid taking severe damage. My antennae buzz constantly and I react faster than I can think, dodging, shifting my position, parrying with my mandibles, processing hundreds of different sensory inputs every second and responding accordingly.

It takes a huge amount of mental and physical energy to maintain. Making this enormous body jump and shift is not easy work. My legs and muscles have been empowered through my evolution, so they’re strong enough, but it’s still a big ask.