Tankar Forest.
"These mana beasts are going insane."
Artor expressionlessly swung his sword and decapitated a frenzied Winged Lion charging at him.
Just as this Advanced Magical Beast's head hit the ground, another beast recklessly leapt forward.
It was simply incredulous.
They seemed to be tempted by something, utterly mad, rushing forward heedlessly, completely oblivious to the Abyssal Aura Artor deliberately released.
Elsewhere, Feshenanki shot an arrow, pinning a Six-Legged Drake Serpent to the ground.
"These beasts are just jealous because I have a wife and kids."
Upon hearing this, Artor sneered, "Ha. Who doesn't?"
The two men seemed to be 'dancing' in the midst of the beast tide, where their swords swung, blood splattered.
Feshenanki asked delightedly, "Why? Did you remarry your sister?"
Artor: "......"
His response was a blood-spraying beast's carcass.
Artor chopped off the head of a Two-headed Ogre, and kicked the disgusting corpse toward the vexing elf.
