The harsh voice of the system echoed in his mind. Ibro smiled as he knew where he should find suitable targets. Near any system city, there were areas meant for players to level at.
Ibro moved fast exiting the city heading towards the nearby wilderness. He didn't have any conditions for the monsters he had to kill. Any monster would be enough in his opinion.
He had nearly 18 hours before the arrival of the enemy army. He had to use every single second to prepare more and get stronger.
Ibro moved outside alone. He had the death summon card up his sleeve. Outside the city was a stretch of ruins as a result of the war before.
Ibro had to move a couple of miles before he reached a place full of monsters. These monsters were horned humanoid werewolves. They looked ferocious and were moving in groups.
