Mice dominate the dungeon

The Frogman, wary of harming the frog, dared not use his giant tongue to lash out, and could only avoid the bombs by constantly jumping or diving.

Watching the mad frogmen leaping and bounding, the two bomb-wielding rats on the shore threw their bombs with even more force.

But the Frogman who became the ruler of the swamp naturally had more than just one ranged skill!

Before each standing jump, the Mad Frogman would take a sip of the mud beneath him and then fire a spittle-smelling attack at the Soldier Rat.

However, this spittle attack is far less threatening than the giant slimy beetle's innate ability...

For the Bomb Soldier Rat, who also possesses [Evasion LV2], a single dodge is enough to easily evade the Mad Frogman's attack.

They even threw bombs while dodging.

Boom boom~~ bomb~~

As the bomb exploded, the frogmen who had no time to dodge were blown to pieces.

But the good times didn't last long!

After being thrown again, the bomb-wielding rat reached for the wooden basket on its back with its claws, only to find nothing!

At this moment, the Frogman was still subconsciously running back and forth in the swamp, but he soon realized that the attack on the shore had eased and the pressure had dropped sharply.

Turning my head, I saw a bomb soldier rat holding a wooden basket with its two paws.

Have they run out of bombs?!

The Frogman, who had finally made it through, excitedly let out a "ribbit".

One of the older Frogmen, disregarding whether the other Soldier Rat still had bombs, leaped forward with overwhelming killing intent and charged towards the Soldier Rat on the shore.

Although the Bomber Rat can make its own bombs, it needs to do so in a safe place after disengaging from combat.

Now, the soldier rats, out of ammunition and supplies, are only slightly better than the logistics rats; when faced with the Mad Frogmen, they can only run away!

The raging frogman, whose brain is filled with fury, will not let the bomb soldier rat get away.

[Standing jump]

【agile】

[Sprint]

A quick combo brought him close to the side of the Bomb Soldier Rat, and then his webbed toes gripped the spear shaft and stabbed the Bomb Soldier Rat fiercely.

Seeing that his comrade was in trouble, the bomb-wielding rat on the other side quickly lit a bomb and threw it at him to provide cover.

But what the bomb-wielding rat didn't expect was that this crazy frogman, despite the threat of bombs, was determined to kill his own comrades.

After a series of thrusts, the fleeing bomb soldier rat met its end without any surprise!

The panting Frogman used his spear to lift up the corpse of the Soldier Rat.

Slowly turning its head, it stared with its scarlet frog eyes at the last bomb soldier rat not far away.

Upon seeing this, the bomb-wielding rat quickly reached out its claws to grab the wooden basket behind it.

Immediately afterward, a look of panic appeared on the soldier rat's face, and its paws began to nervously grope into the depths of the wooden basket!

It seems they've used up all their bombs while providing cover...

As Mad Frogman watched the panicked look on the Bomber Rat's face, a sinister smile gradually appeared on his face.

[Giant Tongue Whip]

A giant, pinkish-white tongue spun and shot out from its mouth, enveloping the bomb soldier rat's torso.

That rat just died too easily!

That damned rat! I'll bite it to death, inch by inch!

With the giant tongue pulling, the bomb soldier rat instantly appeared in front of the mad frogman under the immense force.

Seeing himself about to be swallowed by the enemy, the bomb soldier rat's initial panic gradually faded, replaced by a triumphant smile!

Then, right in front of the Mad Frogman, he pulled the last bomb out of the wooden basket!

Just kidding!

I have one left!!

When the Mad Frogman stared at it, the Bomb Soldier Rat already knew it couldn't escape, and it only had one bomb left.

If you openly throw a bomb, there's a very high chance it will be dodged, and you'll likely die under the spear of the Frogman.

Instead of doing that, why not trade one for another and make yourself earn more?

And so the scene of deliberately running out of ammunition came about...

The frenzied frogmen, who had been bloodthirsty, became much more clear-headed when they saw the bomb with its fuse burning.

The Frogman tried to fling the rat away with his tongue.

But it was too late...

[Instant Explosion]

As flesh and blood fell like spring rain, the bomb soldier rat completed its short but brilliant life!

Just like the self-introduction in the Bomber Rat's panel:

Only the artful explosions could bring a little warmth to the bomb-wielding mouse's cold heart!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Tucci, who was in the rat trail, looked at the dramatic scene outside the swamp with some surprise.

The surprise that the bomb soldier rat brought him had exceeded his expectations!

The bomb is quite powerful!

Some of the bomb-wielding rats have an extremely keen sense of the battlefield and a keen sense of smell!

Moreover, they have the resolve to become water ghosts even in death, dragging their enemies down with them!

If the location of the bomb-wielding rats' battle hadn't been too close to the swamp and too far from the rat trails, Twitch would have sent troops to cover their retreat.

However, the Bomber Rat achieved a great victory in this confrontation.

Four bomb-wielding rats sacrificed themselves to take the lives of nine enemy Frogmen, and injured more than a dozen Frogmen!

In addition, after being bombed, most of the Frogmen living in the swamp surfaced.

Tucci has already figured out the size of their population!

He then made no further plans to launch an attack. He had come to the swamp today with a probing mindset, and he only brought four bomb-wielding rats with him.

When the next batch of bomb-wielding rats rolls off the production line, the swamp will change hands!

Twitch, along with his troops and scout rats, slowly retreated and disappeared into the shadows.

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The giant glowing mushroom in the center of the park lit up and then dimmed.

In the training camp, Korgan diligently practiced the combat skills he was unsure if he could master them, while Iron Claw patrolled the warehouse and organized supplies on time every day.

The mouse park, the scout hut.

A small, messy head poked out from its nest of tattered cloth, and sleepy-eyed ears rubbed its eyes with its paws.

I slept so well!!

Big Ears felt all the fatigue from running back and forth in the Beetle Tribe disappear.

I slept for quite a long time... probably several hours...

Having completely escaped the confines of its warm little nest, the big-eared creature stretched its two front paws forward with all its might, raised its rump high, stretched its tail straight, and stretched its whole body into a small bridge.

He held that position for a full three seconds, then snapped back and shook off the messy hair on his body.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat first," Big Ears muttered, and walked out of the hut.

As soon as I stepped out of the hut, I saw two scout rats coming towards me.

One of the slender scout rats tilted its head and boasted to its companion beside it:

"You didn't see it! Those soldier rats carrying bombs in the barracks are really something!"

With a "bang," half of those despicable and ugly frogmen were gone!

The slender soldier rat, who was gesturing exaggeratedly with its paws, asked in surprise upon seeing the figure with large ears:

"Big Ears, you're finally awake! You've been sleeping for days!!"

Big Ears was stunned at first, then rubbed his ears in disbelief and stared wide-eyed.

It ignored how long it had slept, and instead pointed tremblingly at the slender soldier rat in front of it, stammering:

"You...you...you're going to say something?!"