Unfortunately for us, the gigantic snakes weren't the most dangerous monsters inhabiting the Black Underworld Swamp.
"Watch out!"
A deafening buzzing noise drowned out the words of warning from one of the mercenaries. Turning around, I caught sight of a colossal swarm of bugs flying toward us, their wings almost shimmering as they beat the air.
"Those are…Spirit Devouring Bees!" Redfield murmured, his expression filled with despair and horror.
"Damn it." Brent scowled. "Spirit Devouring Bees are low-ranked monsters…rank F at most, but the problem is their astronomical numbers. A single swarm of them can reduce even a rank C monster into bones in mere seconds."
Just like piranhas or army ants.
"At least it's not the Ghost Face Silver Mosquito," I muttered sarcastically. Everyone turned to stare at me, their mouths hanging open.
"The what Mosquito?"
