The vines closed behind him, shutting out the last sliver of light.
The cave was dim, with only a faint, eerie glow in the distance. Whether it came from some luminous moss or the Weird's own energy fluctuations was unclear.
The air was thick with the damp stench of decay, mingled with a faint smell of blood.
Holding the Wraith Short Sword, Luo Fan held his breath and crept forward without a sound.
The Invisibility Cloak draped over him concealed his figure completely in the darkness.
With Spirit Void Step beneath his feet, every step landed on solid ground without making a sound.
The cave was deeper than he had imagined.
After about thirty or forty meters, the space ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a huge cavern dozens of meters across.
Countless stalactites hung from the ceiling, while the uneven ground was dotted with shallow puddles.
At the very center of the cavern, a massive dark shape lay prone, seemingly asleep.
Luo Fan narrowed his eyes and studied it carefully.
It was a Weird resembling a giant lizard, over four meters long and covered in dark green scales. Luo Fan had already learned this from the feedback of his mental scan.
Speech was the most important identifying sign of a Rule-Type Weird. However, his wife, the Weird Bride, had said that Rule-Type Weirds were generally human-shaped or humanoid, so this also counted as a fairly authoritative criterion for determining whether a Weird was Rule-Type.
This Weird had thick limbs, its sharp claws embedded deep in the rock. A thick tail curled beside it, its tip trembling slightly.
Its head was flat and its mouth enormous. Even with its jaws closed, sharp fangs protruded past its lips.
Its eyes were shut, but he could faintly see its eyeballs moving beneath its