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After all, everyone knows that Totsuki has some connection with them, and now that she's said this, it might be interpreted as Totsuki wanting them to kill these people.

This is very disadvantageous for the Far Moon Group.

However, because of her behavior, Kerry nodded slightly at her.

"If there are any problems, come to the bow of the boat and find us. These people can be smashed and thrown overboard, then let someone try fishing. I saw the fishing rods earlier."

Erina wondered if the fish was still edible. However, she didn't argue with Kerry much, and instead said something in a low voice.

"Thank you."

Then she walked into the corridor. She thought that at least Kerry's plan was not bad. It would allow some people with free time to go fishing. She decided that when she didn't have anything to direct, she would personally participate in cooking so that her subordinates could rest.

Kerry, dragging his blood-stained sword and boots, turned back and sat down in the chair again.

Their senses seem to be more developed now than before; they wouldn't have been able to hear this from this distance before.

Xiangzi felt somewhat helpless as he smelled the blood.

"Sometimes I think you're too radical. Shouldn't you just teach those people a lesson?"

Actually, she had just wanted to go over and teach those people a lesson, but Kerry moved before she could.

"It's really high and mighty."

Kerry replied jokingly.

Xiangzi didn't quite understand what it meant, but he could sense the teasing tone, and he pouted his round face in displeasure.

Meanwhile, on the other side, while Kerry was making bait materials.

The group of people, whose strength was not human, paddled their kayak to the island. By then, the sky had changed from dusk when stars were visible but the sky was still white to complete darkness. However, even in the darkness, a thick fog still lingered and was even clearer at night, like visible white lines swirling in front of them.

"It's so big."

Baki opened his mouth wide in an exaggerated manner.

Indeed, although it looked like a small island from a distance, it took the boat a long time to get there at full speed.

This island is probably at least as big as the island in Lost Forest or the isolated island map in Ark: Survival Evolved.

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Chapter 220 An unexpected encounter with a tribe of dwarves on a mountain road.

"It's so hot..."

Despite being located in the northern part of the Earth, people on this island are experiencing temperatures comparable to June.

The five people who arrived on the island did not encounter the ambush they had expected.

The group was even prepared for a battle the moment they landed on the island, but it didn't happen.

This place has very obvious characteristics of a northern island. First, there is a coastline, followed by a few reefs, on which you can see some of the creatures commonly found on beaches. Further in, there is a grassland, followed by a long forest composed of various trees whose names I don't know.

"Wear a gas mask and be careful of venomous snakes or insects."

Kirito kindly reminded the three martial artists who had followed him up, and only Baki seemed reluctant, while the other two immediately understood and put on their masks.

The group walked forward, and for the sake of concealment, only Kazuma used a regular household flashlight in front of them, while the high-powered flashlight was put away.

"Could it be that you've made a mistake, and this isn't actually the destination they're taking us to? After all, there's no ambush here, and there don't seem to be any man-made structures."

Baki turned his gaze to the visible mountain range on the island.

Even with the mist swirling around it and the faint light of the flashlight, it looked like a primeval forest, completely devoid of any man-made structures.

However, Kazuma and Kirito, who were leading the team, did not think so.

They could smell it before they even put on the masks.

That rich aroma comes from the island.

The complex fragrance, with its many distinct aromas, served as a guiding light, directing their exploration.

It also serves as a warning, telling them just how vast the amount of activity that has taken place here is.

He gestured backward to be quiet, signaling Baki to stop babbling like a little gay guy.

Baki shrugged helplessly and followed them inside. He felt that since they were already using flashlights, there was really no need to mute them.

When they could no longer see the outline of the cruise ship moored a hundred meters from the shore, but only its faint, shimmering light in the mist, they had entered the northwest corner of the island.

I trudged through the rugged mountains and grasslands, my feet sinking deep into the darkness.

The environment here is very strange. Occasionally you can hear the cries of seabirds in the night sky, but it is not as lively as an undeveloped island.

Aside from the rustling of insects, there seemed to be no wild animals here, let alone venomous snakes or ferocious beasts.

Apart from the sound of their footsteps and their heavy breathing through their masks, it was almost impossible to hear any other sounds.

Suddenly, Kirito patted Kazuma's hand in front of him.

[Kiritani Kazuto: Turn off the flashlight and look over there]

Kazuma immediately turned off his flashlight, and the others who were already familiar with the lighting stopped in confusion.

Then they followed Kirito's gaze and looked over there.

There, on the other side of the mountain, one could vaguely see a flickering light, but the fog obscured it, making it appear like a tiny firefly in the mist.

The faint light did not move but flickered from time to time, making people wonder if it was a hallucination.

Or it could be a signal to lure them into a trap.

The group of people looked at each other in the pitch-black forest, relying on the faint starlight and moonlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves.

Then, Kazuma waved several times and moved in that direction.

However, this time it was very difficult to move forward because everyone was no longer using lighting tools. They would often trip over things that were right next to them, or fall into small ditches without paying attention.

If it weren't for the fact that the people present were Kazuma and Makoto, two immortals who had undergone multiple enhancements, and one of the top martial artists among humans, this path alone would have been enough to stop an ordinary person.

The only sounds I could hear were the footsteps of my companions approaching and my own rapidly beating heart.

Even a formidable opponent like Makoto Kyogoku felt a stiffness and tension in his limbs.

He pressed his breath forward, gripping the corner of the person's clothes.

This state lasted for nearly half an hour, and the flashing light got closer and closer to the group.

Only then could they see it clearly.

This appears to be closer to the central area of ​​the island.

At this moment, the group was located on the mountain, while the source of the light was at the foot of the mountain, and the surrounding objects became clearly visible because of this rare source of light at night.

But what was before them was enough to make their scalp tingle.

The reason for the flickering of the light spots became clear.

Because it was a burning fire, and people would walk by the fire from time to time, from a distance, when a "person" passed by the fire, it would appear as if the light source flickered once.

What a scene that must have been!

The setup resembled a campsite, but there were no tents for sleeping.

The dwarves, with their bright red skin and ugly appearance, were whispering blasphemous words around a fellow who was clearly different from the other dwarves.

The dwarf's head appeared exceptionally large, as if his brain tissue was about to burst out of his small skull.

Around the dwarf were grain drying racks and hardworking dwarves making food.

They ripped off the clothes of a woman wearing a gorgeous dress; the woman seemed to have lost consciousness for some reason.

Or perhaps he fell into a coma like the others on the ship.

These short men raised their stone tools, cut open the woman's arteries, and picked up a dirty stone basin to catch the gushing blood.

The fate of women can be seen from the scene.

All around, human limbs were hung on simple wooden frames like cured meat.

The severed female genitalia, hands, thighs, calves, arms, head, and upper body with their internal organs removed, were supported by small wooden sticks like pickled fish to ensure that every angle of the flesh could be exposed to sunlight.

Besides these things, there are also some fresh things that are not suitable for drying. Looking at the eager expressions on the faces of the makers, it seems to be their favorite: freshly extracted brains and ganglia located in various parts. These little things carefully remove those parts, then mix them with some kind of green plant, mash them into a paste, and add some seasonings that are carefully stored on leaves.

That was the "white pork sauce" that Kirito and Kazuma had seen on the ship, served in a bowl and so tempting to the appetite.

The bearded man, Kuroki, squatted down, looking at everything with a serious expression. He carefully examined the arrangement of the dwarves below. It seemed that this place was the center, and if you looked closely at the dark places outside, you could see the heads of some dwarves moving around in those dark areas.

This seems to explain why they were not ambushed; it appears that for some reason, the dwarves had gathered in this place, and behind them seemed to be a cave entrance.

However, just as he was about to observe more closely, he noticed that the people in front of him had all stood up.

He was taken aback, but he stood up as well.

That's right, there's no need to keep watching. Ignore their setup or anything like that. There's no need to hesitate. Since these things are right in front of us, what reason is there to let them continue living?

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Chapter 221 Summoning Familias: Monster-like Power

As the group stood up and moved quickly downwards, the things that had gathered below reacted instantly.

These little creatures seemed to possess some degree of night vision; their crimson eyes locked onto them without the slightest deviation as they moved.

It wasn't just below them; throughout the darkness of the entire low-lying area at the foot of the mountain, in places where only the faint shadows of bald heads could be seen, countless small red eyes darted toward them.

Faced with those dense red dots, the group felt no fear whatsoever.

If they are the only ones who have come to the island and are meant to face this, then let them pay the price.

Angry shouts came from below. The dwarves were not afraid of the sudden appearance of the group. Instead, they showed an overwhelming sense of anger, as if something had been interrupted.

They raised the weapons around them, mostly spears and lances. These little things didn't seem to be good at making tools, and the weapons were exceptionally crude.

However, their numbers are absolutely staggering.

Seeing that they had been exposed, everyone stopped keeping quiet.

"Aha!"

Baki, that excited brat, was the first to rush into the group of dwarves.