In the depths of St. Land Underground City.
A quiet passage leading to the underground world.
Tuck, in a half-shadow state, was twisting a horse lamp and walking down a slightly sloping path at a steady pace.
This semi-shadow state allowed Tuck to remain in the shadow state while also being able to move his physical body, keeping it in an active and peak condition for extended periods.
The orange glow of the horse lamp pierced the darkness below the slope, giving Tuck clear visibility of the path.
As he moved forward, the darkness occasionally carried the squeaking sounds of blood race bats.
"It's only been a few months, and these blood races have already bred so many low-level blood race bats."
Listening to the relatively dense sounds of the blood race bats, Tuck contemplated silently.
"No wonder the blood races and werewolves are so desperate to attack St. Land."
"The world-class ecological nurturing capability of St. Land is truly strong."
