The sky was now of an orange-red hue as the evening was slowly setting in, the plains now filled with crowds of individuals headed back their long day's quest. Amongst these individuals were those who branched off to grind against the surrounding mobs while others continued about their business.
Nero was also within this group; he casually bypassed the crowds as he occasionally sends a chop towards any nearby monsters that lurked about the open fields.
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Ding!
[Monster is too weak, no EXP gained.]
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Nero clicked his teeth at this as he put away his scythe while inwardly complaining, 'So he was right, Inferior Grade monsters no matter their levels won't even give a tiny amount of EXP if you 've already surpassed their levels.'
As Nero thought to himself, he shook his head before focusing on the scene before him, staring beyond the vast open plains where the woods that led to Winfrey was nearing.
