The phantom created by the totems had yet to fully disperse when several "goblins" began chattering away. It was a language Mo Ling had never heard before, sounding like some kind of chant—strange and unsettling.
The other explorers also sensed that something was wrong. Though they lacked Mo Ling's vision, after the totem phantoms vanished, they could vaguely make out several blurry figures. The bizarre chatter gradually reached their ears as well.
Now, no one dared act rashly.
Standing before them was a group of unknown lifeforms, and they appeared intelligent—completely different from the wild boar they had encountered earlier.
"Does anyone know what those things are?" an explorer whispered.
"No idea. They look like goblins."
"Aren't those fictional creatures?"
"Maybe there really are some in the Abyss?"
"Did they make those totems?"
"I don't know, but they definitely have something to do with them."
Otherwise, they would never have appeared here with such furious expressions on their faces.
Faced with these unknown lifeforms, the group was not as frightened as they had been when they encountered the wild boar. The enemies before them were simply too small and looked weak; fighting them head-on did not seem like a problem at all.
"How about we strike first?"
"Sure."
As they discussed it, they quietly moved closer. Then several agile explorers rushed forward, seizing the small unknown lifeforms. More people immediately followed, pulling out ropes and tying them up.
These creatures really were as weak as they looked. Capturing them took almost no effort.
"That easy?"
After easily catching the creatures, everyone wore startled expressions.
But catching these unknown lifeforms did not seem to help. The surrounding scene was still concealed by the totem phantoms, and they could not interrogate the creatures because of the language barrier. They seemed to have