After getting the semi-gold-grade katana, Wilder got on a carriage and made his way to boneless paradise.
His target was the renowned rank gooey Ashmtr from before, and luckily it was still there waiting.
Wilder looked down at the pit and shook his head. There were still several low-level gooey Ashmtrs down there fighting like crazy.
Nature was really unkind; there they were fighting against their own kin, while they were being stalked by a much bigger threat.
He didn't know whether it was the same group or a different one, but one thing he did notice was the difference in strength.
There was no longer any gooey ashmtr below level 6 in the pit.
They had probably devoured all the levels 5 and below to become stronger.
"Maximum effort!" Wilder muttered as he began to run down the hill and towards the pit.
From afar, the renowned rank Ashmtr saw Wilder coming over, so it released a sort of sound from its gullet, warning Wilder to stay away.
