Chapter 2722
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The girls from Carp City's Dawn Isle were obviously more familiar with Martial Enlightenment City. Even though the landscape had changed due to the rise of the sea level, they could still find their way to Martial Enlightenment City with ease.
"There's a wetland park up ahead. It seems to be occupied by a group of Mud Dragons and Sea Leopards. I heard them mention it when we were in the fortress," Sister Ruan said to her sisters behind her.
"Are the Mud Dragons and Sea Leopards strong? They have the word 'dragon' in their name. I heard from the elders that creatures with the bloodline of dragons are extremely ferocious," a palm-sized girl from Dawn Isle said.
She was around the same age as Shu Xiaohua, but she was obviously more timid and shy than Shu Xiaohua. Along the way, she did not even make eye contact with Mofan, let alone talk to him.
Mofan remembered that the others called her Le Nan.
What was very interesting was that Le Nan's cultivation level was actually the highest among this group of Sunset Island women.
Initially, Mofan thought he was worthy of being a genius since he had reached the Super Level at such a young age. However, this Le Nan was only around twenty years old. She was already an Advanced Magician when he was in his second or third year of university.
"Carp City's Dawn Isle is able to fend off the sea monsters and nurture a group of young Magicians with high cultivation. It looks like I should pay them a visit when I have the chance!" Mofan pondered.
If they could nurture one or two Magicians with high cultivation, it meant that Carp City's Dawn Isle had a great master or a hermit teaching them. With such a group of outstanding Magicians, it was most likely some kind of treasure vault.
Mofan had cultivated step by step until now. He knew the path of cultivation was not as simple as he thought. It was arduous, boring, and required him to go through all kinds of life and death situations to stimulate the potential in his body.
These girls had almost zero actual combat experience. If they were able to achieve such a cultivation without going through any training, it was almost certain that they had some kind of treasure to nurture their Magicians.
"Do you guys smell something? It smells like the stench of a butcher uncle's house," Du Mei said carefully.
The others also smelled it. When they stepped into a wetland covered in reeds, their faces turned pale with fright.
Some covered their eyes while others vomited. Not many of them looked as calm as they usually were.
Mofan shook his head helplessly.
Wasn't it just a ground full of corpses? Was there a need to make it look like this?
Moreover, how could they be so careless? These corpses were still so fresh. Their intestines, livers, bile, and blood had not changed color. Their freshness was enough to arouse the appetite of countless wild dogs and vultures. However, there were no wild beasts nearby that specialized in pecking corpses …
This meant that the culprit was still nearby!
"It's the Viscera Hunters' doing. A whole nest of the Mud Dragon Seals is dead!" Sister Ruan was one of the few remaining calmness among the group. She analyzed the situation seriously.
Their movements were clean and neat. Most of the time, their stomachs were cut open and their intestines were pulled out. The scratches on the ground suggested that the Mud Dragon Seals had been alive for a few minutes. They were trying to break free from the Viscera Hunters' claws, but they died in the end as more blood flowed out.
Viscera Hunters.
She was indeed the most vicious and cruel of the sea demons!
They especially enjoyed the scene of their prey struggling after being disemboweled. It was best to describe them as the hook-clawed demons of the ocean.
"Aren't the creatures with the word 'dragon' supposed to be the strongest? Why are they still dying in such a horrible way?" Le Nan asked softly.
"Humans aren't the only ones that are threatened by the arrival of the sea demons. The local tribes and tribes are facing the same fate, too …" Mofan let out a sigh.
The sea demons were too powerful. The demon beasts and demon creatures had ended up as their food. The Mud Dragon Seals were already related to the sea demons, yet they still ended up like this.
The wetland park had basically turned into a pasture.
However, it was impossible for the Mud Dragon Seals to migrate.
They were only suitable for living in the wetlands. They could not compete with the stronger demon beasts in the mountains and forests. When they ventured into the ocean, they were tortured by the sea demons. It was extremely pitiful.
Many species that could not adapt to the changes in the environment were destined to go extinct in such a great disaster. The Mud Dragon Seals were the most obvious examples. It was hard to tell how long the humans could last.
"These Mud Dragon Seals only look a little like western dragons on the head. They don't even have the bloodline of a mixed-blood dragon. They are not considered powerful demon beasts. They are like streaky pork walking in the wetlands …" Mofan explained.
"They are so pitiful," Shu Xiaohua said.
"You're still in the mood to pity them? If we don't focus, those demon beasts and Corpse Herons might be praying in front of us."
"Praying?"
"Don't you know there's a religion that prays before meals?"
"Ah, I don't want to be eaten, it'll be ugly."
"…"
Not long after, flocks of Corpse Herons flew over from nearby. They all had snow-white feathers and slender figures. Little did they know that they specialized in eating rotten meat and corpses. The rats in the fields, the dead fish in the river, the fat worms that suddenly died …
That being said, the Corpse Herons were Servant-class demon beasts. They were aggressive to a certain extent. They would lend a hand when they discovered some dying animals or humans near the wetlands. Most of the time, they would choose to wait for them.
"The culprit should be far away," Sister Ruan said.
She purposely looked at Mofan when she said the words, as if she was asking for his approval. A Seven Star Hunter Master was a lot more experienced than her.
Mofan nodded at her.
She was right. The culprit had already left.
"The Viscera Hunters have shown up before we even reach Martial Enlightenment Ancient City, and they even went to the wetlands …" Sister Ruan was a little worried.
The Viscera Hunters were the real murderous demons. The Claw Demons were nothing compared to them. Sister Ruan had no idea how many of the girls would be safe after stumbling into the Viscera Hunters.
"Don't worry, if the Viscera Hunters show up, I'll lend them a hand," Mofan said seriously, knowing her concern.
"But you won't be able to protect so many of us on your own. What if someone falls behind?" Sister Ruan said.
"Actually, there's nothing to worry about. The situation is constantly changing, so I can't take care of everyone. It's normal for people to die when they're out training. It's not always smooth sailing," Mofan said.
Sister Ruan's eyes widened. She was so angry that the headscarf covering her face slid down, revealing her angry expression.
She thought the expert was going to say something that would give her a sense of security, yet he only said something like that.
The bad guy.
Refund.
She would set a small target, such as one second. Remember: Book Dweller
。 Book Dweller.
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