What had happened over the years?
The monster before him was only a Tier 4 monster. Judging by its aura, it was merely King-tier.
Even King-tier monsters could talk now?
No, the Blood Origin King he'd encountered back then could talk too, and it had only been Tier 3.
Whether a monster could speak or think
was related to its tier, but not by much. It was just that...
One after another, toad heads were rising out of the water.
Every one of them was chattering away.
Since when had there been so many intelligent monsters that could talk?
What exactly had happened while he was gone?
He had four previews left for today.
He slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again.
After completing one full preview, Lu Cang had learned a little about the situation nearby.
"Human, can't you hear me?"
"Quit pretending to be deaf, you bastard. You're asking to die!"
Lu Cang's gaze was cold. He casually jabbed a finger forward.
Boom!
The sea roared! Lu Cang's finger plunged down, leaving a deep hole.
"Skyward Flow—Third Form: Phantom Strike · Condense"
Tens of thousands of attacks converged into a single finger.
That casual jab struck like a colossal sword plunging into the sea, gouging out a vast hole with no visible bottom.
At the same time, Lu Cang could feel the monster's life force fading.
Its soul floated up into the sky and fell into Lu Cang's hand.
"You sure bark loudly for something whose strength hasn't changed."
"I thought that after ten years, even Tier 4 monsters would be as strong as level-eight Class-changers."
Lu Cang's voice was calm and emotionless. He had killed it with a casual gesture.
He hadn't expected to pry much information out of the creature. A lowly monster like this