Why did you provoke me?

The next morning, after a good night's sleep, Yu Meng sent the photos to Secretary Wu, asking him to check which family these bone-drawing artists belonged to.

As evening approached, Yu Meng once again entered the first battlefield.

Just as she had expected. Several women were standing at the edge of the meadow.

They all looked listless. Their energy from last night seemed to have been completely drained by the sun all day.

Yu Meng hid in the woods from yesterday and released Ba Wang again.

Sure enough, it was the long-haired man who was the first to sense the presence of the Overlord.

The Overlord didn't hold back. It stretched out its tentacles and waved them at the long-haired man, as if to say, "Hi, we meet again."

Then, its feast began.

The long-haired man didn't move, simply watching it silently. His prolonged stillness caught Old Chen's attention. He slowly walked up to him and softly asked, "Has that thing arrived?"

The long-haired man nodded slightly.

Old Chen was delighted. He beckoned to the bone-painting artists around him, then followed the man's gaze and pointed in that direction.

Four bone-drawing artists slowly surrounded him.

The Tyrant reacted quickly; it glanced at the women around it, and then its tentacles pointed at the long-haired man.

It was as if they were criticizing him for being unfair. The long-haired man simply shrugged, indicating that he couldn't do anything about it.

The Overlord got angry and fiercely absorbed the energy of several small magic arrays. As the group approached, it floated in the air and confronted the bone painters.

A younger girl exclaimed, "Teacher, it really is an alien!"

"Don't be careless," a bone-drawing artist who was closest to her reminded her.

"Aunt Qiu, I know," she said, then turned to the side. "Teacher, let me go first." As she spoke, she had already laid out her lines. Not many, about five.

Yu Meng was delighted. Advancing to the next level requires a significant amount of energy; it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to steal points from the enemy's lines.

Five lines converged towards the Overlord. Instead of retreating, the Overlord advanced, raising its long tentacles and lashing them out.

This was Yu Meng's first time directly competing against other bone-drawing masters. The Overlord had no intention of holding back, directly using all his strength to strike at the young woman's lines. However, upon colliding, the Overlord withdrew half of his power.

Therefore, although the Overlord seemed to have a very imposing presence, Yu Meng was afraid that he would scare the girl away by how much of his power he ultimately withdrew.

The young woman's figure wasn't distorted; the forces on both sides seemed evenly matched.

The overlord seemed enraged, retreating a short distance before attacking again. This time, the young woman's curves were distorted.

The Overlord floated in the air, its tentacles raised high and swaying from side to side, as if to show its disdain for her.

The young woman's eyes reddened, and she muttered, "Just one alien, and it can fly? I refuse to believe I can't subdue it."

She released more lines, surrounding the Overlord in the middle.

Yu Meng's eyes lit up. She directed Ba Wang to draw the lines into a very chaotic mess.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ba Wang pulled several lines into the ground, and Yu Meng quietly put them into her small backpack.

Yu Meng was delighted. Since everyone was coming to capture her overlord, she figured collecting some interest shouldn't be a problem.

After thinking for a moment, I gave myself the answer: "Absolutely no problem."

As several lines silently fell into Yu Meng's small backpack, the young girl opposite her did not notice, still directing her lines to fight against the Overlord.

It took more than 10 minutes for the Overlord to withdraw from the battle.

It floated in the air, circled in the direction of the long-haired man, and then stretched out its tentacles and shook them. Its smugness was simply unbelievable.

The young woman looked somewhat dejected; her figure had been completely slapped to the ground by the overlord.

In this protracted battle, the Overlord emerged victorious.

Old Chen was stunned watching from the side. "It's truly intelligent," he said, praising it highly, but that didn't stop him from continuing, "We absolutely can't let such a good thing slip by. You all go and catch it."

The other three bone artists exchanged glances and then released their lines. They quickly approached the Overlord.

Yu Meng scoffed. With so many people, she wasn't going to be stupid enough to fight them.

So the Overlord landed back on the ground and disappeared into a crack in the earth. Yu Meng retrieved the Overlord and left silently.

Yu Meng had no idea what happened afterward on the first battlefield. She had to go back to prepare a grand feast for the Overlord.

The stolen threads were undoubtedly absorbed by the Overlord. However, the Overlord didn't keep them all to itself; it shared two with the little black cat.

The energy within these lines was very pure, and there were no black worms present.

Having absorbed the energy from the lines, Tyrant and the little black cat looked very energetic. They perched on her shoulders, one on each side.

The little black cat that used to hide is no longer hiding, and the overlord who should have gone back to his little backpack is also not going back to his little backpack.

Yu Meng was helpless; they were all her precious treasures. Their needs were her motivation to move forward. So, she once again returned to the front lines in the dark.

The moon hung high in the night sky, but the view from the grass was excellent, and torches were lit in many places around.

The tyrant and the little black cat secretly sneaked into the meadow.

Yes, the little black cat came this time too. Yu Meng wondered how the Overlord and the little black cat communicated. The little black cat, who had previously refused to come out, had also become interested in the small magic circle.

But Yu Meng knew that the little black cat was woven from her own lifeblood lines, and she couldn't let the real bone artist see it. Otherwise, everything she was doing would be exposed immediately.

The reason why the Overlord was unharmed is because its true form is the Little Flower Alien, a native of the First Battlefield.

The little black cat's black coloration was the best camouflage in the night. Therefore, when the Overlord reappeared in everyone's sight, the little black cat was still in the grass, continuously absorbing the magic circle. However, it controlled itself well, not absorbing all the energy, but leaving a little bit to ensure that the magic circle could remain unchanged.

The long-haired man couldn't help but sigh. What a greedy little thing! Knowing how dangerous this place was, it still showed up.

In his mind, the Overlord should have retreated underground. But the energy of the formation was too tempting, so it couldn't resist and came up again.

After the Overlord disappeared, at Elder Chen's suggestion, he added many smaller formations, just to lure the Overlord up. He had some reservations, but he also wanted to know what these things were, so he did as he was told.

This benefited the little black cat; otherwise, given the little black cat's speed, it would probably have been discovered to be abnormal by now.

Seeing the Overlord reappear, Old Chen couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

"Sir, your magic array is indeed the best bait."

"Wait a minute, let me observe for a while longer."

"Sir, once I've caught it, you can look at it as you please." Old Chen couldn't wait any longer.

With a wave of his hand, the bone painter immediately began his work.