"There are almost no people here."
Ray thought with a frown.
This country should be huge, and they were usually known for their military being one of the strongest, but looking at it, there seemed to be fewer people than he expected it to be.
When he glanced at the undead, his eyes immediately widened to the limits.
"This undead seemed to be stronger than the ordinary undeads in the ordinary area."
Then, right in front of Ray's eyes, a terrifying bear's roar rang in the surroundings; the shockwave spread, sending the snowflakes flying, and the entire world seemed to be crumbling.
"A Level Three Bear undead?"
Ray looked with his crimson and golden pupils in the distance. The bear was a giant bigger than some small hills with its entire fur removed.
Its entire skin was crimson red as if with blood curling; veins seemed to bulge throughout its muscles, and two teeth grew out of its mouth, forming a sharp tusk.
