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The other mercenaries had reached the monster first. Catchy Mercenary Group took out a harpoon tied to a sturdy rope and began to attack Grandmoo, trying to tackle it down.

Sharp harpoons dug into the monster's flesh, eliciting sharp screams from it. Red blood was drawn, and the sturdy rope was dyed by its color.

"Pull!"

15 strong mercenaries pulled the rope at once to topple the giant monster. Two people were in charge of its hind legs, and they moved skillfully. Their experiences had taught them how to stop Grandmoo and tackle it.

Boom!

The monster fell on its belly with a loud sound. The ground shook from its sheer weight. Cracks formed around where the monster got tackled, but all mercenaries could hold their ground and pull the ropes with all their strength to keep Grandmoo in its place.

All this happened while Max was running toward the monster, just reaching the flowery hill. He was able to watch everything and was in awe.

"Attack!" David shouted as he raised his greatsword in the air.

"Goddamn! They are awesome!" He exclaimed as he slid down the hill with the other attackers.

— They are so efficient. It reminded me of a military squad.

— No, even the military won't be able to take down such a big monster with just a rope tied to a harpoon!

— Superhuman mercenaries. They are so scary when they work together

— But, guys. Imagine this… Caesar can do this alone. Heck, he will punch Grandmoo to the sky without any problem!

— Yeah, that's so absurd.

"I don't care about Caesar's power right now. Some mercenaries have reached Grandmoo, I have to hurry!" Max said as he increased his speed. Jamal was right in front of him, and he passed the yapper.

The monster was struggling to get loose, causing the mercenary to back away slightly. But with another strong pull from 15 mercenaries from Catchy, it calmed down once again, giving them a chance to attack.

Max used this chance to jump on top of Grandmoo and began to hack its neck.

Swoosh!

The greatsword cut the air and bounced against the monster's fur. The force from the bounce caused Max to lose balance for a second before he recovered it, his eyes widened in surprise.

"What the? I can't cut it!" He exclaimed and tried to cut it again, but his sword bounced again. "Why?!"

— Your sword is too dull

— If you can't slash it, then punch it

— Nah, with this, you're unable to choose the reward lol

— lolol, cling clang cling clang! Try to hit another place, lol

— Sword: stooopp! Don't torment me any further! I can't cut it. I can't!

The chat wasn't helpful at all. But at least there was one comment that made sense. Max decided to move from the next area to the back area, where it was filled with rock. He raised his greatsword and stabbed it down, intending to pierce its thick fur.

However, no matter how much force he exerted, the sword refused to budge. It only drew a bit of blood and stopped a few centimeters on the surface. The fur was too thick! The Large Sword with Rarity 1 was unable to pierce it.

"Damn it! Am I supposed to just stab it like this and hope for the best?" Max asked as he looked around.

Some mercenaries did exactly like what he did and were unable to pierce the fur either. However, they looked determined and twisted their swords, trying their best to wound Grandmoo.

"What's up, newbie? Your sword isn't good enough?"

At that moment, Jamal appeared next to him while holding two bloody daggers. Max looked at the weapons for a second before looking at his face.

"Yeah, no way you hurt Grandmoo with a steel sword. Wait a second, let me help you a bit."

After saying that, the yapper jumped toward the next area and made a cross-slash. The daggers turned into a blur, and blood spurted into the air. A chunk of flesh was sent flying. A nasty gnash was left in a diamond shape in front of Jamal.

"How about this, newbie? You can hurt the monster here and get some contribution. I don't know if this is enough, but I will be off now. No one can kill this monster without me, hahaha!"

Jamal ran toward the back while dragging his daggers, injuring the monster as he ran.

Max only watched with a dropped jaw. He still couldn't process what happened.

"Hey, is Jamal… really strong?"

— Yes, I told you. Stronghold Mercenary won't accept any members that don't reach a certain qualification

— Everyone in Stronghold Mercenary is strong. Wait, strong is just an understatement. They are 1/10 of Caesar

— The fact Stronghold Mercenary is the only one successful in hunting Colossal-Class monster with just one mercenary troop show how strong they are

— Don't underestimate your corp, Breeze. They are full of hunk… cough, I mean strong monster.

"Yeah, I can see that now."

At first, he didn't know how strong Jamal was. But after seeing this, he wouldn't underestimate the yapper. That energetic guy who called him a newbie was a monster.

"Well, he has made an opening for me. Let's dig in and kill the monster!"

The only obstacle from injuring Grandmoo was its thick and strong fur. Max's blade could tear the flesh without any problem without the fur. He dug into its neck in search of the nerves and blood vessels.

He and other mercenaries began to attack the place that Jamal had opened for them. They hacked and slashed, eliciting a scream full of pain from Grandmoo. It trashed around and attempted to throw them off but was unable to.

When Max severed the large blood vessel that he found around its neck, a large amount of blood began to gush indefinitely. He was forced to jump away before he was drowned in the chunk he created.

"Run! Someone has cut its artery! Help Catchy people to hold the ropes!"

Someone's shout reverberated on top of the monster, and all the mercenaries jumped down the raging Grandmoo that made its last desperate attempt to kill them all.

Max helped to hold the rope with them. The ground shook greatly as if a strong earthquake hit it. The cracks spread wildly. Some places sunk and caused the binding to loosen a little bit, but that wasn't any problem anymore. The monster was unable to get up by now.

"Run away! Or you will get caught on its rampage and die!"

David gave out instructions with a clear voice. Everyone followed without questioning, running away from Grandmoo. They watched as the monster moved around and destroyed Flora Hill. The flowers and beautiful greenery were trampled.

However, they managed to save the important rail.

After rampaging for what seemed like a few seconds, Grandmoo stopped moving all together. Its body twitched, the last movement from its muscle.

Looking at it, David stepped forward and raised his sword.

"We won!"

"Woooo!!"

"Awooo!"

"Hyahahaha we win!"

Laughter immediately filled the space. Everyone cheered, including Jamal. Max was caught up in the atmosphere and joined.

"Hahaha! That was fun!"

— Ooooh!

— Nice! You did it

— No die run. What a miracle

— It's the first time Breeze didn't die in a mission lol. His skill improved.

— Now, how is his contribution?

That was the real question.

A notification popped up in front of Max.

[Grandmoo Subjugation complete!]

[Reward: 1,000 Gills, A chosen monster part.]

[Your contribution is…]

"Huh?" He let out a confused voice as he looked at his contribution rank.