To prevent this Demon Frog Lord from halting the summoning of its monster minions, Gauss would occasionally attack its vital spots to inflict pain. So even though his summoned creatures and comrades were killing a large number of monsters, many more were still on their way.
Of course, Gauss didn’t place all the pressure on his teammates.
After confirming several times that the Demon Frog was trapped and immobilized by his Water Prison, he also joined the fray against the monsters.
The arriving monsters were primarily of the Demon Frog race, along with several other common types, all familiar old friends.
On the battlefield, a figure was rapidly flickering.
A female shield bearer had fallen to the ground as a goblin riding a hound was about to spear her.
In the next moment, a sharp sword light split it and its mount into two.
"Wow!!"
Blood splattered in the air like fireworks.
"If you’re injured, go to the rear for treatment, don’t push yourself."
A gentle voice came from above the female shield bearer.
She wanted to express her gratitude, but that figure had already floated to a clearing a dozen meters away with just a light tap of his toes.
He was like a killing machine, precise to the extreme, plundering the lives of monsters wildly, reaching a level close to art.
This was because his movements were so fast and accurate, as if a sculptor was performing his masterful skill.
Even the most seasoned battle masters could not find too many faults.
His every move seemed pre-planned in his mind, with the tip of his toes landing just at a comfortable distance for attacking the monsters, and every sword swing could precisely hit the vital spots of every monster.
The neck of a goblin, the spinal cord of a demon frog, the heart of most monsters.
He was so familiar with the anatomy and weaknesses of monsters that it was as if he was on the verge of the way of the Tao.
Killing more than forty thousand monsters was not in vain. Even if Gauss’s strength and magic power were reduced to the same level as others, with these skills and experiences, his monster-killing speed would still be many times that of adventurers of the same level.
Besides precise and no-frills melee lethality, his ranged attacks focused on Trick-level Flaming Arrow, Freezing Ray, and the 1st Ring Spell Magic Missile.
This was all to maximize the conservation of magic power.
Especially with Flaming Arrow and Magic Missile, which he was most familiar with, he could suppress their consumption to an appropriate range, avoiding unnecessary waste like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
It’s not that large-scale techniques like Burning Hand, Fireball Technique, Ice Storm aren’t good.
But in terms of cost-effectiveness, small-scale single-target attack efficiency is indeed higher, and there’s his comrades on the battlefield too—map artillery attacks would cause friendly fire.
Moreover, with Magic Missile and Flaming Arrow now capable of multiple volleys, aided by his talent of [Feast] for digesting food, he could overall maintain a "balance of payments" in magic power, even slightly recovering from previous magic expenditures.
Apart from him, on the battlefield, aside from the medical team led by Serdur at the rear, everyone else was fighting fiercely to kill enemies.
Luna’s attack magic was distinctive.
They were floating transparent bubbles that would explode upon contact with the monsters’ bodies, releasing strong shock waves that shattered their innards.
In terms of kill efficiency, she ranked fourth after Gauss, Hephaestus, and the Goblin Clay Giant.
A Level 9 Warlock can pose a formidable threat with adequate protection from powerful tanks.
Ying moved alongside Aaliyah, their coordination reaching a high level over time.
The moonlight vines released by Aaliyah swiftly ran across the ground, tightly entwining the monsters they passed, and then Ying and her clones quickly slew the restrained targets, with Silver Wolf Ulfen and Raven Aik also swiftly clearing the enemies before them.
As for Albena, she was more flamboyant; her two-meter-long giant axe swung with ease, enough to pose a fatal threat to most monsters.
Not to mention Gauss’s summons, Hephaestus, the dwarf squad led by Toga, Level 7 Rogue Ethan, Level 6 Knight Dante...
Despite the great difference in numbers, the high-end strength of the Red Dragon Team held an absolute advantage.
Gauss even began letting other members take shifts to rest at the medical point in the rear.
As for himself, continuing at this intensity, persisting for a day and night shouldn’t be a problem.
With the passing of time, more and more monsters fell on this land.
From high above, one would see that the surrounding land’s color was significantly deepened by the blood, presenting a dark and terrifying hue.
Yet the Red Dragon Team’s defensive line remained like an unbreakable wall standing there.
"Total monsters killed: 42,115"
"Total monsters killed: 43,533"
"Total monsters killed: 45,778"
"Total monsters killed: 49,116"
"..."
The kill count on Gauss’s Monster Atlas was rapidly increasing.
Finally, after he lopped off another goblin head, the Monster Atlas’s number finally made a breakthrough.
He teleported to the sky with a Dimension Door, then looked at the content of the Adventurer’s Handbook.