"...The wolves here should have been wiped out by a group of humanoid creatures. And humanoid creatures from the Spirit Realm!" Bai Xiaowen said with certainty as he examined the feathered arrows embedded in the stones.
"Why?" Li Shuyi asked. "Couldn't they have been killed by Awakened ones?"
Bai Xiaowen shook his head. "See these campfire ashes? There are surprisingly many piles of them! Judging from the amount and size of the remaining embers, I calculated that they were enough for fifty to a hundred people to rest here. An Awakened team clearly wouldn't be anywhere near that large."
An ordinary Awakened team would usually have no more than five people.
As Bai Xiaowen analyzed the situation aloud, his hand behind his back made a warning gesture toward Li Shuyi.
When exploring the Wilderness Zone, Awakened ones sometimes needed to communicate in silence, so General Knowledge Course also taught basic special forces hand signals.
Both Li Shuyi and Old Demon noticed Bai Xiaowen's gesture.
Li Shuyi's expression sharpened as her fingers reached for the battered hand crossbow at her lower back. Old Demon showed no particular expression, but there was a trace of approval in the way he looked at Bai Xiaowen.
Clang!
As Bai Xiaowen passed a thicket, a hoarse scream suddenly came from within the bushes, followed by the clear ring of clashing metal.
Three figures in tattered armor, their faces sickly and yellow, burst out of the thicket. Behind them, a graceful black shadow swung a short dagger as it gave chase at high speed.
"Invaders from the Spirit Realm... you won't escape!"
The sole remaining Skeleton Soldier behind Bai Xiaowen stepped forward and raised its wooden shield to block them. Bai Xiaowen drew the silver-glinting Desert Eagle, aimed at the most severely wounded of the three,