Brandon Barton’s blade flashes remained as sharp as ever.
Victor Sharp’s Shield was steady as a rock.
Sean Chandler’s cat-like movements were elusive and unpredictable.
Philip Jensen’s Frozen abilities provided crowd control.
Justin Brooks’s Stone Wall was constantly being repaired.
Even the pale-faced Heath Summers was gritting his teeth, maintaining small-scale weather manipulation to interfere with the rabbit horde...
All of the top combatants were already giving it their all.
But the Power and bizarre traits displayed by this Splitting Demon Rabbit still struck fear into everyone’s hearts.
In the Central Base command center, the atmosphere grew increasingly heavy as they observed the battle through Gordon Chandler’s "eyes."
Gordon Chandler himself was secretly dumbfounded.
His brow was furrowed in a tight frown.
’How did this Monster Rabbit’s defense and Recovery Power suddenly get so strong? Was it that sudden black aura? Can it really adapt to and even partially ignore the damage from Brandon’s [Guaranteed Cutting Blade]?’
At this moment, even Gordon Chandler felt the situation was intractable and was at a loss.
The monster before them seemed to know no fatigue.
Split, attack, regenerate, over and over.
On the human Player’s side, however, whether it was Heath Summers’s large-scale weather manipulation...
...Brandon Barton’s incredibly draining, rule-based slashes...
...or Justin Brooks’s effort to maintain the massive Stone Wall, all of it consumed vast amounts of spiritual power and stamina.
Humans eventually grow exhausted.
Heath Summers’s face was already as white as paper, and his body swayed, on the verge of collapse.
Brandon Barton, who had remained expressionless while constantly swinging his blade, now had fine beads of sweat trickling down from his temples.
His breathing had grown slightly ragged; clearly, the continuous use of his Talent was placing an enormous burden on him.
"Something’s wrong!"
Gordon Chandler’s sharp eyes caught a detail that sent a chill down his spine.
"Look! The main body of that Monster Rabbit... it’s devouring the flesh of the surrounding Splitting Rabbits to heal itself!"
Seraphina Sullivan understood this was definitely an Ability granted to it by the Divine Favored, [Demon Beast].
Everyone looked over at the sound of his voice and saw the Gigantified Demon Rabbit occasionally reach out a massive claw, grab one or two of the smaller Splitting Rabbits beside it, and shove them into its mouth to chew and swallow without hesitation.
And as it devoured its own "split bodies"...
...the healing speed of the wounds Brandon Barton had inflicted on it clearly accelerated, and the black aura swirling around its body seemed to grow a little denser!
"I’ll be damned, it’s self-sufficient? You’ve gotta be kidding me!"
Dexter Luther couldn’t help but curse, his face a mask of disbelief.
Seraphina Sullivan’s heart sank.
She fully grasped the disgusting nature of the Splitting Demon Rabbit’s Ability.
It couldn’t just split indefinitely.
It could also rapidly recover and replenish its Energy by devouring the split bodies!
This thing was practically a self-sustaining, near-perpetual killing machine.
If this war of attrition continued, they would all be worn down and killed by this terrifying Demon Rabbit, with its "self-sufficient" cycle and nearly limitless stamina.
Witnessing the Splitting Demon Rabbit’s seemingly unstoppable "self-sufficient" recovery mechanism...
...the first thought that flashed through Seraphina Sullivan’s mind was to restrain it.
To completely restrict its movements and its ability to split.
Seraphina Sullivan had seen how Crystal Lynn’s White Jade Snake could use Petrification to immobilize the split bodies.
’The group of "The Silenti" in my [Scavenger’s Farm] Space...’
’If their [Petrifying Eye] could be used on the main body of the Demon Rabbit, maybe it could be completely petrified, breaking this hopeless cycle.’
’But... should I really do that?’ Seraphina Sullivan hesitated.
If she used her Space and the power of The Silenti under so many watchful eyes, her trump card would be completely exposed.
The benefits of hiding her true strength were obvious.
Just like that time with Yana Yates.

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