Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

Although it was a severe jolt, it wasn’t a major issue.

”Phew! That scared me.”

Franka patted her impressive chest.

”What did you just hit? A rock? Good thing it wasn’t a cliff, otherwise we could all be playing a five-stack with Lucas Reeve tonight.”

However.

Magallan didn’t answer Franka’s question right away, nor did she ask who Lucas Reeve was. Her face grew slightly serious, and she increased the speed from twenty-five to thirty.

”What’s wrong?”

”Something’s... not good...”

”Hm?”

”I hit something I shouldn’t have?”

”?”

”A special type of Originium Slug found only in the uninhabited wilderness near Bolívar. At night, they bury their bodies in the ground with their upper half exposed, looking exactly like rocks. I think that’s what I just hit...”

”Phew~ It’s just a small Originium Slug, what’s there to be nervous about? Liskarm and I have killed countless of those things on missions before.”

Magallan hesitated for a moment, then said, ”But...”

”This type is very vindictive, lives in colonies, has a hard exterior, sharp claws, and moves very fast. If there’s one around, there are usually hundreds or thousands nearby...”

”So?”

Franka began to realize the seriousness of the situation.

”We might have to...”

”Run for it, fast...”

As soon as Magallan’s voice fell.

An Originium Slug, half the size of a person, jumped onto the side window of the vehicle. Its sharp horns continuously rammed the glass and the external armor. Fortunately, this was a special military transport vehicle. If it were an ordinary car, the steel plates on the outside might have already been pierced.

And...

This wasn’t just one...

Thump...

Another one jumped onto the window on the other side, and outside... the thundering sound was like an earthquake, with even more of these Originium Slugs madly chasing behind the vehicle.

”Fuck!!”