The combat power Deathstroke and the others displayed undoubtedly opened the Monster Hunters' eyes.
Whether it was Deathstroke or Monark, they were on an entirely different level from them. Were they really human?
The monsters of the rainforest retreated. With their leader dead, fear once again drove the beasts to follow their instincts and leave. The smell of blood in the camp was enticing, but an obviously stronger predator still remained here. They had no chance to claim a share of the feast.
The Savage Land had giant swarms of bees and enormous poisonous frogs. They should have known long ago that creatures striped in black and yellow were never to be trifled with. This warning coloration was synonymous with danger in natural evolution.
Now, their dead leader had proven that point once more. They needed to return to their nests and choose a new leader.
As the rustling sounds grew more distant and the little yellow dots in the forest winked out one by one, the black girl, the princess, and the explorer, who had just run beneath the huts, stood there in a daze until Deathstroke's voice roused them again.
"Is what you're looking for here?"
Ulysses shook his head. He had spent quite a while searching the large house that was presumably the chieftain's, but aside from some unusually shaped bones and wood, he had not found anything valuable.
No gold, no gemstones. This Horde had no concept of currency at all. Here, human flesh was probably hard currency.
"I found a small fossil. I don't know what animal's bone it is. It has archaeological value, but it might not be worth much."
Su Ming held out his hand. "Let Monark and me take a look."
"Here."
Ulysses took the fossil from his backpack. It was a