Go down the underground stairs.
A damp stone wall.
Old crack.
Dark magic seeps in everywhere.
but.
After going down for a while, a strange sight appears.
Even though it's underground.
There is a meadow.
A massive underground cavern.
Blue crystals are embedded in the ceiling.
The light is illuminating the meadow, like moonlight.
Xenus looks around.
"An underground meadow?"
Red Dragon narrows his eyes.
"It's not a normal place."
At that moment.
The grass sways.
Branble hound.
Horned vultures appear in flocks.
After that.
Wild coyote.
Brush raptor.
Leaf stalker.
The predators of the grasslands are gathering.
Xenus draws his sword.
Blue vision energy flowed through the sword spirit.
"It's coming."
Moment.
Vision day.
Dozens of magical blades slice through the air.
Screech!
The bramble hounds are being cut up.
A pack of coyotes falls.
But another group of monsters is surging from behind.
Long-distance runner.
Solo beast.
Spike bore.
It charges forward with its massive body.
Xenus leaps forward.
Afterimage.
Afterimage.
Afterimage again.
Multiple halos appear in the air.
Monsters cannot find the real thing.
At that moment.
A flash of sword light.
Continuous slashes.
Cross cut.
Rotational cut.
Countless swords split the monsters.
But.
From afar, root snakes are breaking through the ground.
The Mist Crawlers also approach through the fog.
The Red Dragon steps forward.
Two of its four arms are holding axes.
Bang!
The axe falls.
Rooft snake's head is smashed.
Again.
Crack!
Hon Beast flies sideways.
Each strike of the axe crushes the monster.
then.
Sky.
No.
Sky cranes dive near the cave ceiling.
The burning elk charge forward, engulfed in flames.
Xenus reaches out his hand.
Wave.
A massive wave sweeps across the meadow.
A herd of burning elk is being driven away.
Sky cranes lose their balance in midair.
Immediately.
Ice stick.
Dozens of ice windows are formed.
Whoosh!
Ice spears fly.
It pierces the wings of a sky crane.
Pierce Burning Elk's body.
Multiple monsters fall in an instant.
but.
End of the meadow.
In the darkness.
Other shadows move.
Broom slime.
Flower mantis.
Glass stag.
And more predators.
They keep pouring in.
Red Dragon slingshows an axe over his shoulder.
“…That's strange
Genuce nods as well.
"Yeah."
"There are too many."
"It seems like someone deliberately gathered them."
At that moment.
Deep in the meadow.
A low, massive cry echoes.
Uuuuuugh
All the monsters look in that direction at the same time.
As if.
As if looking at its owner