The quicksand wasn't the only trouble they were faced with. The ninth floor was inhabited by a tribe of three-meter tall lizardmen called Scaly Lower Dragonlings, their unique feature was that they had a scaly armour all over their body protecting them and hundreds of Pirodile that looked like gigantic piranhas swam all across the marshlands.
Whenever the monster army got trapped inside the quicksand, they would surround it from all sides and tear the prey apart with their claws and fangs.
The huge frame and the heavy spiked outer shell of the invading Armored Drillman which allowed them to trample all the traps and monsters on the previous floors impeded their march on the ninth floor. Their heavy frame made them sink deeper into the marsh which made easy prey for the agile lizardmen and pirodiles to prey on them.
Even though they had a sturdy outer shell, their front was not as heavily guarded as their back. Hence once the pirodiles and lizardmen started clawing their front, they just became sitting ducks unable to do anything.
For the lizardmen and pirodile the marsh was the most ideal environment to hunt whereas for the lunk Armoured Drillman the worst place to be at. The feature of the Armored Drillman was their spiky outer shell which allowed them to tank through all of the attacks of their enemies. However, they were huge, slow and needed a steady footing to be of any use. All of which was absent on this floor.
The lizardmen and pirodiles swam underneath the marsh and used their sharp claws and fangs to tear their prey apart. By now most of the armoured drillman got entrapped by the quicksand and were reduced to nothing but meat shield for the guarding monsters. The other surviving monsters from the monster army weren't faring any better as they sank deeper and deeper in the quicksand.
Looking at this hellscape, MIke and Berd who had ordered the monster army to march were regretting their decision as they saw the army getting defeated one after the other. Their faces were ashen and their bodies trembled as they looked at Gelgar.
Many areas of the swamp quickly got dyed a crimson shade as chunks of meat and corpses floated here and there. Looking at the scene from up above, veins twitched and bulged all around Gelgar's face. Right now he had a murderous look on his eyes and his appearance was so distorted in rage that he looked like he could eat a person alive. Dark red bat-like wings protruded out from his back as he surveyed his surroundings from up above.
"Even if they are expendables, it still took more than a month's DP to spawn all of them. Yet they are getting butchered like pigs and cows…. You bastard if I don't kill you with my own two hands, I will not be able to appease this hatred". Three figures flew up to him and bowed slightly. They were Mike, Berd, and a muscular figure covered in tattered black robes.
Just like Gelgar, they looked around at the scene of a massacre with a shocked-laced face and aggrieved eyes. The only monsters that were spared from this one-sided slaughter are the corpse eater bird who could fly. They had pointed beaks and wings that were glowing with a metallic sheen and could use a skill called [Razor Wind], a novice tier wind magic.
But even when they dived and cast their skills to attack, the lizardmen and pirodiles would easily dodge them by diving underneath. Even though the guarding monsters had no way to attack them, the corpse eater bird similarly did not have any means to attack them while they were hiding underneath.
Those corpse eater birds that flew too close to the marsh would be pincered and dragged down by the pirodiles after that their only outcome would be a slow and excruciating death. Just like an ox clay entering the sea, they would never surface again.
Mike and Berd lowered their heads and asked "Sir Gelgar what should we do next" they were out of options now that their monster army was all but gone. Though they wanted to salvage the situation, they did not dare to move without the permission of their lord. Their bodies were cowering knowing that even if they won the dungeon war, they would be receiving heavy punishment after this.
Gelgar did not answer them and continued to watch the scene in silence for a long time. It was as if he wanted to burn this scene into his eyes. Nobody knew what he was thinking. Strangely, all of the pent up frustration and anger inside Gelgar disappeared and an eery calm took its place.
Noises of the monster army getting slaughtered everywhere rang out everywhere across the ninth floor.
It was only after a long time when the scene of the massacre completely died down that he roared out loud "Alright until now you have given me quite a bit of surprise. It would be rather unfair if I don't give you a surprise of my own that I brought for you… GOURD"
ROAAARRRRRR
A loud roar came from the person in a black robe, the air vibrated and trembled as it released all the power it had been holding in. The force was so great that a large shockwave was generated around that blasted Mike and Berd who were near him few meters back. Due to the intense wind that was produced from unleashing all his power, the tattered robe that was covering his whole body was torn into shreds.