As night falls, darkness envelopes the city. Except for the taverns that never seem to close, the hotels and clubs that are like stars at night, and the central area where the wealthy people live, the rest is like a vast ocean submerged in the night, gradually returning to silence and silence.
In the dark night sky, two bright white "Twin Moons" like twins one side apart hang high on both sides of the sky.
Silvery white light slanted into the house from the window, illuminating a patch of floor under the window and also illuminating the general outline of some of the furnishings in the house.
"Creak, creak" was a slight sound, the sound of stepping on the wooden floor of the hall sounded, and a figure walked out of the darkness numbly.
A bit of silver reflected on Ina's snow-white long hair, showing a unique kind of cold beauty. She was still wearing her morning clothes, even though the temperature at night had dropped to an unbearable level.
She seemed unaware of this.
"Didn't you come back..."
Bi Tong looked around blankly. Ina was a little disappointed and murmured absently.
She did not light the lights. Even the oil lamps hung around the house still had enough fuel, even if there were firewood piled next to the fireplace.
Ina walked to the sofa and coffee table. The darkness seemed not to be an obstacle to her. She lay on her side on the sofa without a layer of warm cloth covering her, just like a wounded animal, curled up.
Directly in front of the sofa, beyond the hardwood coffee table, is the fireplace in the hall. There are still gray embers in it that have been burned out in the morning and have not had time to be cleaned.
......
A flash of yellow-orange fire suddenly illuminated a space shrouded in darkness for dozens of meters nearby.
As the bonfire was lit, the chill in the surrounding area dissipated a lot in an instant.
Lake sat on the ground next to the fire, carefully folding and folding the remaining hemp ropes and bells in his hands. Apparently he had just finished arranging something.
The place where he and the bonfire were was quite strange, a fan-shaped open space in a dense and tangled jungle, except that there was not even half a bush or a tree root.
Lake didn't show the slightest nervousness about the strangeness he was in, and put back the items he had packed away.
The cloth bag and water bag wrapping the dried meat suddenly appeared in his hands.
It's like a magician who puts a bouquet of flowers in a magic cylinder hat and makes doves fly out.
"It's so cold. I should make a bowl of broth, but unfortunately there's no water nearby." Reike tore off a piece of dried meat, chewed it in his mouth, and swallowed it with the cold water.
Maybe it was because he hadn't hunted for a long time and was camping in the wild. He didn't bring much water. Even as a hunter with a magic tool to control space, the water source he prepared was pitiful.
Of course, Long was just talking about the physical fitness of the silver level. Even if he really jumped into the winter ice floating river and swam for a day, he would still be very active.
He couldn't help but recall the camping life outside the fortress.
And in a daze, he saw several familiar figures sitting around the fire.
Those comrades who accompanied him in countless pursuit operations and broke through sieges.
The captain who has been dead for who knows how long and has been clamoring to let the enemy see how powerful they are.
And a woman with simple clothes and a pretty face looked at Lake with a smile, as if she was waiting for her lover to talk to her.
Everything was real and illusory, and Lake could even hear their conversation in his ears.
Lake frowned slightly, and the corners of his eyes drooped. He just focused his sight on the blazing flames and had no intention of getting involved in the conversation.
And when he looked up again, the person and the voice had disappeared.
But Lake knew "they" would come again. He had been free of these symptoms for quite some time, which was not unusual, they had been bothering him for ten years.
Like a nightmare that cannot be exorcised.
As long as there is loneliness and silence, they will patronize themselves, which is why Lake rarely hunts alone for long periods of time.
He didn't want to face "them."
Fortunately, the situation was not serious this time. At least there was no corpse with missing arms or legs or a skull cut open to chat with him. There was no cursing or screaming.
The latter two were enough for him to drink a bottle of sleep this night.
......
As dawn breaks, the darkness of the night disappears, and Lake stands on a high place.
Looking down at the giant beasts lying on a group of crushed trees two hundred meters away.
When he climbed up the tree, he deliberately controlled the movement he made, making it as small as possible and not causing the giant beast to wake up.
This was not the first time that he had been so close to the Moraine Giant Ape. After using arrows for sniping, he had caught up with the target like this twice.
Unfortunately, he unexpectedly failed to hunt down this giant beast, and even lost a considerable part of his precious scrolls.
Whenever the balance of the battle tilts, this giant beast will be like the most timid beast, relying on magic cover and running away without hesitation.
And then the giant beast that was not seriously injured would appear in front of him, uninjured and in full strength, just like a real monster.
This was something he hadn't expected.
The magic props and magic weapons given to him by SHU Xi have even been unable to keep up with the recovery of magic power and cannot withstand more consumption.
Lake must end this vicious cycle before his magic runs out.
After confirming what he was carrying, Lake tore open the magic scrolls one by one and replaced them with a spear with flaming runes.
He held the weapon in his hand, and a huge amount of battle breath that was enough to overwhelm a dozen people was poured into it. As Lake pulled back, it was like a flammable match.
Using air as the medium, it is ignited by friction and turns into a blazing pillar of fire.
Immediately, the ground trembled, and the giant beast that was supposed to be sleeping suddenly woke up without any hesitation. The single beast's pupils stared at the instigator, exuding terrifying energy.
The sudden change did not change Lake's expression. This was within his expectation. It would be better to say that the performance of the giant beast at this moment was exactly what he wanted.
The perception ability of seventh-level monsters is almost the same as that of professionals of the same level, and they are unable to understand the details of things a hundred meters away.
Because of this, Lake chose this position just for a few short, redundant seconds.
"Elementary Dragon Strengthening Technique"
"Storm Protection"
"Advanced Shield Technique"
"Quick thinking"
"Advanced Physical Strengthening"
"Swift Eye"
Dazzling brilliance and magic circles intertwined with, covered, and washed over his body, and a frightening aura spurted out from a body that could only be considered short compared to the giant beast.
His body was becoming blurry, as if it were a virtual image after the flames distorted the air.
At the same time, the flame spear has been handed out, like the bright meteor that is said to cut through the sky, piercing the face of the giant beast!
The shriek of the breaking wind penetrated deeply into the eardrums of any hearing creature present, which was harsher than any kind of roar.
"Boom!" The violent explosion sounded throughout half of the mountain valley.
"Missed?" This was Lake's first reaction.
"Space jump?!" This was the first thought that flashed through Lake's mind.
Then, in its place, the entire birch tree was shrouded in shadow.