"Fuck, how did I die?!"
Old Eggplant still hadn't come to his senses when he crawled out of the mud pit.
He had been imagining a moving hymn about humanity struggling against nature. At that moment, Kratos, the Tarnished, and the White Wind of the New World flashed through Old Eggplant's mind. He had even struck a pose, preparing to dodge with a well-timed sidestep.
But the enormous rock monster merely brought one ordinary foot down, and Old Eggplant and the players around him vanished without a trace.
Watching the players gradually crawl out of the mud pit, Old Eggplant was filled with mixed emotions.
He had thought he was already quite impressive. He could circle forest monsters around trees for more than ten minutes without getting hurt. He had even studied some basic kickboxing in real life, and his weapon skills ranked among the best of the players.
Yet this version of himself was still no more than an ant when facing those transcendent, enormous, majestic monsters. He couldn't even resist. The other side might not have noticed his existence at all.
When a great many people began bubbling up from the mud pit, Trist, who had been learning construction techniques from the players nearby, looked over.
"Weren't you exploring for resources? What did you find?"
Trist asked.
Old Eggplant briefly recounted everything he had seen and heard. Trist thought for a moment, then told Old Eggplant and the others to rest for a while before returning to the Baron's Mansion to find Xiya and the others.
"This isn't a lord. It's only an Iron Lizard that's somewhat larger than usual."
After hearing Trist's account, Xiya thought it over and spoke.
"In my era, Iron Lizards had almost gone extinct. They were mildly polluted organisms, with most of their