In the early morning, the moonlight shone on the Monster Forest.
The shadows of the trees were reflected on the ground, swaying gently with the wind.
At the camp, the Knights had long fallen asleep in their tents, leaving a patrol team still on their posts.
In the darkness of the forest, two dark green lights flashed past.
An Mo, who was on patrol, unexpectedly shivered.
He looked around and poked his companion beside him with his arm, "Hey, do you feel that the weather has suddenly cooled down? I have a bad feeling about it."
"Is this normal at night? Don't think too much about it."
"That's true."
Hearing his companion's answer, An Mo also felt that he might be thinking too much,
in the next moment, a hot liquid suddenly sprayed onto An Mo's face.
He was stunned for a moment, then he touched it with his hand and looked at it under the moonlight.
