Whenever the White Mare Loki had transformed into appeared or departed in the game dungeon, it did so with startling suddenness.
Even with Zhang Heng's perceptiveness, he had no idea where she came from or where she went afterward. He had long since given up on trying to catch up to the White Mare.
And unlike when dealing with Red Salmon, Zhang Heng could not manipulate water on land. He could only try to deal with the White Mare using guns and arrows.
But given how elusive she was, coming and going like the wind, Zhang Heng would probably have to keep his bow drawn or his gun aimed at all times. Otherwise, with just a blink, the White Mare would vanish from his sight again.
Of course, that did not mean Zhang Heng was completely helpless against her. He simply had yet to find the key to dealing with the White Mare.
Zhang Heng now somewhat regretted not bringing the White Horse Crown into this dungeon. With that item, he could summon the rider on the white horse's mount. Perhaps it could have competed with the White Mare, Loki's avatar, in speed. However, the number of items he could bring into each game was limited, and he had to choose carefully. The White Horse Crown was not especially versatile, and as a C-rank item, it only had three uses.
Given Zhang Heng's current strength, ordinary dungeons were almost incapable of forcing him to expend one of the White Horse Crown's uses. That was why he had not brought it with him.
There was no point dwelling on that now. Zhang Heng refocused on the present and reviewed the story of Loki and the craftsman once more, especially its details.
The mare Loki had transformed into had ultimately lured the