As his exploration deepened, Li Miao killed several more of The Lightless.
By now, he could confirm that killing The Lightless did indeed cause the "night" around him to recede, thereby increasing his visibility.
More importantly, to successfully kill The Lightless, they had to be within his range of visibility.
Once The Lightless retreated into the night, Li Miao's attacks would no longer work, losing their power like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
"Hm?"
After deducing this rule, Li Miao immediately thought of something and could not help chuckling.
"This [Eerie Voyage] dungeon doesn't seem very friendly toward mages..."
"I wonder how Brother Wei is doing right now..."
"Fuck! Fuck!!!"
"Stop stealing my light! I'm begging you!"
Watching the "black hands" constantly reaching out around him, Landfall did not dare stop casting for even a moment and was even forced to start rolling around.
First of all.
Things were indeed as Li Miao had imagined. Since [Night Visibility] determined the effective range of attacks, more than half of Landfall's advantage as a turret mage had been cut away.
Second.
His luck was not very good.
Compared with the wetlands where Li Miao had appeared, Landfall had landed directly in a dilapidated ruin, surrounded by a great many of The Lightless.
The "black hands" trying to snatch away his firelight naturally came one after another.
What was especially troublesome was that the attacks of The Lightless did not deal direct damage like ordinary monsters.
The most difficult thing about them was that whenever Landfall was hit, his [Night Visibility] would be noticeably reduced.
And once [Night Visibility] decreased, Landfall's room to operate would naturally be further compressed.
This was undoubtedly a vicious cycle.
Therefore, even Landfall, who had already stepped into the realm of a Saint of Blazing