Two hours later.
Leon and Dean were wandering in the forest, hunting as many Magical Beasts as they could.
They had encountered a few beasts in the Late stages of Rank One, and with their synergy, they had no problems dealing with it.
Dean was getting better with his sword, being able to locate the weak points in the body of the Magical Beasts. Not all Magical Beasts had tough skin like the Red Striped Snake they fought when they just entered the place.
In total, they had gotten twenty tokens, six high leveled ones, ten medium ones, and four lower leveled ones.
"Will this be enough for a good spot?" Dean pointed at the large Bull in front of them. The Bull was in the Late stage of Rank One, close to the Peak.
These Magical Beasts close to the Peak had a superior token in them.
"Have you forgotten Richard and the others are close to the Peak? They wouldn't have any problems killing ten of these." Leon shook his head.
