I had already brought my femur down on the stone statues with all my might about fifty times.
Since I was bringing something harder down on something hard, the armless statue anomaly naturally broke apart in no time.
“Oof.. My hand hurts.”
Of the four statues, two had already had their waists broken.
The torsos of the statues whose waists had broken fell straight onto the floor, but..
I figured that a mere anomaly probably wouldn't die from something like that.
“Hammer!! Here I come!!”
Like I was chopping with an axe,
I continued swinging my femur at the bodies of the fallen statue anomalies.
How many hours had passed like that...
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