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As I laughed evilly, the Slugs began to sweat profoundly. And not because they were nervous, they were melting away. The hot steam around here was still here, and it was beginning to melt them. The little ones began dying in masse, but the big ones could channel starlight barriers around their slippery bodies to protect from elements, so I guess they've got more tricks than I had originally imagined, huh?
Ding!
[You have slain [Desert Piranha Slug (Rank C++)] x97!]
[You gained 970000 EXP]
97 gone just from the passive damage from the hot steam. These guys are really weak when it comes to this hot steam business. Maybe opening a hot spring in the middle of the desert wouldn't be that bad of an idea.
"GRUOOHHHH!"
