Crunch, crunch.
The Green Beasts gnawing on bones like crispy shark snacks suddenly raised their heads, then scattered and fled.
In the distance, an enormous Green Beast also lifted its head. Its eyes, like green flames, were clear even in the Dark Night, like a death trap luring people closer.
It was a "Deep Sea" level Green Beast!
Yet it hurriedly shut its eyes too, afraid of drawing attention, and crept away quickly on tiptoe.
Before long, a group of Artificers crossed the Corpses battlefield and reached a spot sheltered from the wind by a cliff wall. They drove in ground stakes, raised a large tent, laid down mats and moisture-proof cloth, and crawled inside. After camping for many days, they already knew how to make themselves comfortable in the wilderness.
Qikala took out a portable stove, then used a flame Spell Spirit as the fire source and began preparing a late-night snack. As a Fire Artificer and a slave, he accepted the job of cook very naturally.
Only they dared cook a midnight snack in the Dark Night. The Green Beasts in the distance smelled the aroma, their eyes turning even greener, but even if beaten to death they would not dare come within a hundred meters of the tent.
"What are we eating tonight?"
"Perilla Spicy Lala Fat."
"No, my mouth's already watering. Is there anything I can use to pad my stomach?"
At that moment, a wine bottle was handed to Ash.
Ash took it and drank a mouthful, then glanced at Black Crow in surprise. "You actually took someone else's wine? Martial attendant Tama Hill, this judge thinks your reflection was not quite up to standard..."
"It belonged to Four Pillar Gods believers anyway," Black Crow said. "Robbing them is carrying out justice."
"What do we