“His weaknesses are his eyes and underbelly,” shouted Shakhan.1

It was impossible to pierce the Behemoth’s thick skin, but the Shakhan tribe had discovered over time that the Behemoth’s weaknesses were its eyes and soft underbelly.6

“Understood!” replied Crockta.0

He charged toward the Behemoth and got up close, but the Behemoth didn’t move an inch. As if waiting for Crockta to attack, it just observed his movements. Yet, the moment Crockta was about to step in between its two front feet, the Behemoth stomped its foot.0

The earth shook. The stomp of the Behemoth, which was the size of a house, caused the ground to shake as if there was an earthquake. Crockta resisted the tremor of the ground beneath him and dodged the Behemoth’s foot. Because of the Behemoth’s size, he felt as if a giant press machine was trying to squash him in every direction he went.0

“I wish you luck, Crockta,” muttered Shakhan as he observed the scene.0

One of them had to divert the Behemoth’s attention, and Crockta was best suited for the task. Shakhan had pointed out the Behemoth’s underbelly as one of its weaknesses, but it was near impossible to penetrate its thick flesh. With Crockta drawing the Behemoth’s attention, the rest was up to Shakhan and Tiyo.0

“Tiyo, aim for its eyes,” said Shakhan.0

“Understood!” replied Tiyo.0

“In the Forest of Monsters, the Behemoth’s regenerative ability has no limits, but if you strike its eyes, you can temporarily halt its movements,” explained Shakhan.1

He had succeeded in piercing one of the Behemoth’s eyes in the past, causing it to go on a rampage. However, it had only lasted a second. Dark mana had sprung forth right after and healed the eye, making it...0