Big waves twist and red water splashes jump high in the sky.
Whenever a giant body kicked the bottom of the river and moved forward, the water rocked terribly up and down.
Red water, which has pushed over like a touch, overflows the river bank and into the river plain.
The grumpy adventurers finally raised their voices to the water that wetted their feet.
"... hey, that one"
"No way, did you phase the herd?!
"What are you thinking, the guys at the outpost?"
The monster's territory has its own unique size.
But when it occurs too much to keep the breadth of its territory, the monster acquires a new form.
That is what they call a crowd minister.
And some of the more ferocious monsters had the habit of starting rampant attempts to expand their own territory.
"Damn it! Hey, it's retreat"
"What are you doing? The hippocampus is getting a little stronger."
"Don't be silly -"
So the men's conversation broke off unexpectedly.
It's because of the sudden darkening of the surroundings.
Two people looking up in the eye.
Its eyes open to the fullest and its mouth opens gently.
A giant hippocampus was flying in the sky.
Unbelievable sights, adventurers who stop moving like nerves are out.
A giant came down there.
The stones that are trampled and crushed along with the tremendous sound are splashed, becoming murder weapons and scattered all around them.
There were screams and screams everywhere.
Two hippocampus landed there, mingled with rain grains.
Screams also occur, and those who have lost their tranquillity are occasionally swallowed by a vortex of confusion.
The adventurers, who had hunted monsters with a number of violence earlier, were easily reversed in their positions.
But he could push it, and it was not, and some tried to stand still.
A man with a large shield, holding himself in red iron armor, stands in the front trying to stop the monster from advancing.
And floated lightly into the universe.
Those who attack from the side roll to the ground, thrust by something unexpectedly sprawling solid.
While trampling them relentlessly, the alien rampage hippocampus unleashed a wild roar.
The people who lost me to the roaring roar fled to get away at all with the mess.
Go for a safe place ahead of us to push the intrusive human beings and try to survive at all.
Two more heads are added there, and the scene deepens the confusion.
Bettina and Godan calmly watched the badly littered river plain, standing sometime apart.
"This sucks, Godan."
"Yes, you are not very accustomed to this kind of situation."
"I don't know if that's an excuse because adventurers aren't used to being attacked by monsters."
"Perhaps in the hunting grounds here, it means sudden accidents are unlikely to happen"
"Huh, I have to report that to your father, too."
Watching the adventurers ravaged like other HRs, the two continue their conversation.
"By the way, what's going on with that hippocampus? What's next to that belly?
"That looks like a fin. And you have membranes and fins on the side of the front leg and the back leg."
"Yeah, maybe it's watery. I see, that's when you tap the water and jump up."
The herd phase of the rampage hippocampus was characterized by a lateral bile like a feather that folded into the abdomen and a dermal membrane tensioned between the front leg and the flank, a tail bile projection extending from the rear leg.
Thanks to this, the ability to water has increased dramatically, and the increased speed of the monster means that it can also jump and hit from underwater.
I guess the impression that I was used to slowly coming up to the riverbank caused a lot of confusion about how to land that unexpectedly.
More reddish skin also seems to be gaining more strength, and martial and magical moves punched in like a scratch seem to have little effect.
The wild five alien hippocampus kicked the adventurers, plus his fellow hippocampus, who still survived, ate a thousand extravagantly.
The monsters, who were casually running around the river plains, change direction and return to the river if they realized that nothing was moving anymore.
I kept going downstream and ran away with furious momentum.
"Let's hurry, Godan."
"Oh, which way?
"There must be Tors downstream. Not like this."
Bettina realizes her own rudeness there, coughing up and saying it all over again.
"Don't you see how a plain hero would judge that?
"It's too late, ma'am"
"Shut up, I'm coming!
To his heel-returning master, the faithful butler looks around and then asks.
"Are you sure you want to ditch this place?
There were several adventurers lying on the river plain who had stopped moving, and the earthly hand was full of groans from a large number of injured people who had fled.
The red-haired woman, called to rest, loosens her strides and turns her gaze only slightly towards them.
And replied with an utterly uninteresting mouthpiece.
"Adventurers survive on their own to get enough adventurers. You can do something about it yourself."
Its reddish, ruthless eyes were so similar that they were reminiscent of someone.
After some noise in the quarry river plains, some time later.
The Tors, who had finished their river slime hunt, were resting in the tent.
"It won't stop raining."
"... yet, for a while"
"The bridge is nearing completion, but I'm sorry."
"It's time for a new slime, isn't it? What do you say, Tor's brother?
"Oh, right. And where the frogs are gushing? Moo, please."
"To, Moo is very naughty right now."
"Already, Moo. So you shouldn't eat too much."
"... sleep well, young lady. If anything moves in my wind, it can be captured. So will you forgive me for doing this?
"Mmmm, leave it to Moo, To!
A child who was about to be taken from work gathers his magic in an instant as he jumps off Yuryl's knee pillow.
The unleashed purple snake disappeared into space, and Moo was good at pointing at the river.
"He's not over there.... but there's plenty of titties over here"
"Big? Big in this river is about a hippocampus or a crab. You ate too many snacks? Little one."
"Mmmm, it's getting tough!
"... the young child's words are right, Rolf. Five huge signs, approaching from upstream."
The three brothers, who had their gaze on Tali's words, jump out of the tent and run through the river plains.
Gugtuff, the third son, who first reached the place where he drew the curve, turns his gaze forward after seeing his proudly lagging brothers.
And he uttered a dismay.
"Look, brother. Wow, the waves are coming!