Looking at the black Human-faced Rat not far away, the man did not pay much attention to its opening words.
Whether it had already eaten someone or wanted to eat him, it was all the same.
Because all of this had been foreseeable from the start.
The only effect of those words was to make him casually sigh:
"My luck really is terrible. I clearly did my best to hide my aura, yet I still got caught so quickly. Looks like I'm still too weak after all..."
Before his words had even faded.
A flash of black spiritual light passed over the Human-faced Rat's back, and some nearly invisible hairs immediately stood erect.
They became like densely packed steel needles.
Those were the true forms of the things that had attacked the man before.
In this regard.
It could only be said that the various demons and monsters of the Primordial World were all somewhat alike.
With no resources to speak of.
Their favorite Artifact Refining method was to refine certain parts of their own bodies into unique magical artifacts...
The next instant.
The black stiff hairs on the Human-faced Rat's back, tempered by magical power, shot out in a sky-covering barrage!
Their speed.
Was far more terrifying than any so-called firearm!
The man had no doubt that even hard rock and steel would be like soft cotton before those steel-needle-like hairs, pierced straight through without the slightest resistance.
Yet as the target of the attack, the man remained expressionless, showing no sign of panic.
Following instincts honed through long experience, he began swiftly weaving through the rain-dense assault.
Amid the countless black needle-like projectiles.
Each time, he evaded the enemy's attacks at the smallest possible cost.
It could only be said.
That even if his level was not high.