I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

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The traveler stared expressionlessly into the depths of the mist.

"Mon3tr!"

The monster named Mon3tr reappeared, and its appearance, nearly three or four meters tall, tore apart the tendons of countless "spider webs".

The increased space for travelers to move around also attracted the attention of monsters.

Could it be that another persistent bounty hunter has entered the area?

The traveler thought to herself, then hurried further in, with Mon3tr following behind to tear apart the "spider web" that was blocking her way.

"Scrap! Chop it all up!"

The Heavenly Fiend's blade sliced through the enemy's body as easily as a knife through butter.

"Perfect!"

Arcane energy transformed into claws that tore apart one after another of the charging, deformed monsters.

"Flawless!"

The shadows materialized into thorny roots that cleaved the monsters from their very shadows.

"copy."

The gilded armor shifted and changed shape, and three shadows in a row tore the heads of the monsters surrounding him, or rather, their monsters, off his broken body using the same attack method.

"One more, please."

Blades emerged from the feet protected by arcane energy, and with a single kick, the monster that had escaped was chopped to death.

"There are still about a hundred left."

Standing atop the corpses, Bai Zhou looked down at the monsters that surged forward fearlessly, calmly raising his right hand, upon which purple lightning crackled.

"The Thunder's Subduing".

Purple lightning shattered the viscous mist, along with the insect-like monsters.

It will wipe everything away.

We are invincible!

"Command: Indestructible."

The towering monster wielded four enormous and sharp claws, slicing all the attacking monsters to pieces.

They fell one after another, and the monster let out a triumphant roar.

These monsters living inside the spider webs don't have the repulsive filth and blood of those roaming on the outer layers.

Their bodies are empty; they are controlled by countless fine spider silk threads. Tearing their bodies apart produces a satisfying tearing sound.

ended?

Mon3tr killed the last monster, but the traveler did not relax at all.

"Mon3tr, defend!"

She saw it.

The purple lightning that spread outwards.

"This is……"

The lightning struck Mon3tr's body, but its texture did not cause it any harm.

Travelers were protected by it and were spared from harm.

The traveler frowned as he looked at the spiderwebs and monsters destroyed by lightning.

"The Great Yan's lightning magic..."

She had seen this Originium Arts before.

But she didn't understand why the Great Yan's thunder magic would appear in this place.

No! No, no, no!

She should understand.

She should know.

The traveler remembered.

A month ago, she "accidentally" discovered that she was being secretly observed.

That kind of action is a technique that can only be trained in that ancient country.

The other party left quickly, and she only had a brief moment of awareness before giving up on it.

It now seems that the other party's departure was not because they lost interest in her and let her go, but because a more magnanimous person came to find her in person.

But... what did she do to attract the attention of that country?

Could it be...

Did she get caught sneaking in and seeing something she shouldn't have last time?

But why did it take ten years to find her?

There are too few clues; I can't figure it out.

So, should we leave here immediately?

Should we wait here for them to come over?

After a moment's hesitation, the traveler made his decision.

run!

There's no escaping it.

The other side must have been annoyed by these monsters before they got serious.

It's only a matter of time before those insects are eliminated, and then they should start moving towards her.

and……

Mon3tr's previous defenses had compromised the integrity of the lightning spell, and the opponent had already discovered her.

"Oh?"

The thunder subsided, and Bai Zhou looked towards the end of the street.

Something there disrupted his spell, forcibly tearing open an insulating zone in this thunder swamp.

In broad daylight, he leaped in that direction.

"Perhaps it is some kind of rare and precious treasure."

"Perhaps... it's some kind of interesting enemy."

The Heavenly Fiend's claws sliced through the gathering mist, striking precisely at the dark blade.

"Chong-"

Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's good quality.

The monster's form appeared in the mist.

"Please stop, guest from an ancient land."

A soft female voice sounded, and a slightly frail traveler stepped out from behind the monster.

This surprised Bai Zhou somewhat.

Retracting its claws, daylight descended upon them.

"The woman who walks with monsters."

"A disgruntled screech—"

"Mon3tr is its name."

The traveler soothed Mon3tr beside him, who didn't like being called that.

"Mon3tr... doesn't that still mean monster?"

He scrutinized the woman before him during the day.

Her body was covered by a large cloak, and although she was a woman, the cloak slid straight down her body.

Her face was hidden in the cloak, with only a strand of white hair hanging down her neck and shoulder.

The only two things exposed about her were her right hand, which was very white and didn't look like the hand of someone who was often away from home.

She is very fluent in Yan dialect; she spoke a very standard Yan accent just now.

Did she know she was coming?

After breaking his spell, she waited here. Was she waiting for him?

Does she also know divination?

I plan to ask during the day.

“State your name to prove you are not my enemy.”

The traveler was also sizing up the newcomer.

He was completely enveloped in a strange, gilded armor, with each of his vital points protected by an unknown metal.

Judging from the battle just now, this armor can extend long metal blades from the wrists and has excellent Originium conduction properties.

He wasn't very tall; at first glance, he only reached her chest.

Being small makes them more agile in combat.

His voice was somewhat deep, the voice of a young man.