Pyromancy Flame

It sounded like rustling was coming from an open patch of ground not far away.

Boulders were piled across that patch of ground rising out of the cesspool, blocking everyone's view.

But if they listened carefully, it sounded like the breathing of some creature. Yet it was nowhere near as savage as a monster's breathing.

Could it be...

Lu Lu Wo exchanged glances with the others. Everyone nodded, their eyes carrying the same answer:

Damn it, it had to be that blowdart bastard hiding there, getting ready to ambush them!

In Gong Qiying's design, blowdart enemies were often hidden in absolutely dark environments, with magic cast on them to obstruct vision. Killing them was no easy task.

But he had still given adventurers an opportunity. Blowdart enemies did not have particularly impressive stamina among monsters. When forced into prolonged combat, they would start panting from exhaustion. To capable adventurers, that faint breathing was already a considerable opening.

After all, this City Lord wasn't some kind of devil.

Everyone looked at one another, communicating with their eyes over one matter:

Who would go over there and kill the blowdart enemy!

Faced with such a rare chance to get close and carve up the monster that had tormented them for so long, everyone was incredibly eager. They looked even more battle-hungry than the natives of Warrior Country.

In the end, Lu Lu Wo relied on her seniority to overpower the others. Wearing a victor's smile, she leisurely headed toward the clearing where the boulders stood.

This filthy Swamp was incredibly deep. In the shallowest parts, simply walking in would submerge someone above the knees. In the deepest parts, it might reach the waist—far deeper than the Swamp around Farron Keep.

And while the Swamp around Farron Keep could be said to have