"Just now, I exhausted all my strength. I need a few days to recuperate. You two should restore your bodies on your own," Layla said slowly. This time, however, the words came directly from Layla's mouth rather than through mental waves. At the same time, she slowly raised her head.
If Li had been here, he would definitely have been shocked, because this face was exactly the same as the black-clothed Layla's. If not for that head of golden hair, Li might have thought that the person appearing here was the black-clothed Layla herself!
Meanwhile, Li naturally had no idea what was happening in the world of the undead. At this moment, he was in a valley, where a small village stood.
The village looked extremely simple, yet it blended seamlessly into nature. The plants throughout the village were lush and thriving, and Li had already noticed that everyone here could use magic—nature-type magic, at that. It seemed this truly was a Feather Spirit Clan settlement.
This village seemed to have no contact with the outside world. At least in Li's eyes, everyone here was nearly self-sufficient, with no dealings with outsiders.
Li had observed this village for a full week. He had also gotten a fairly good grasp of the surrounding terrain, so even if something unexpected happened, escaping would not be a problem. Moreover, judging by Li's assessment, there were no powerful figures in the village. The strongest was probably the village chief, with thirteenth-level magic power. That might have been an impressive level in ordinary people's eyes, but to Li, he was merely an average mage. Perhaps because he cultivated nature-type magic, his combat ability might even have been inferior to that of an ordinary mage.
Still, for some reason, Li felt a faint sense of unease.