In the Secret Realm, there was no day or night, only a perpetual twilight. But now, several orange-yellow flames drifted up, carrying with them the bloody scent of Demon Beasts.
Surrounded by several bonfires, the students from site eight occupied the largest area, their backs against the three-meter-high trunk of the fallen Demon Plant.
A bald-headed young man wiped a streak of blood from his face and ran over to Jiang Qiu, grinning. "Brother Jiang, we from site five have finished moving the remaining 21 Red Armored Giant Lizards."
Following the direction he pointed, Jiang Qiu saw a mound of dark red corpses piled between two forked roots of the Demon Plant.
"Good. I appreciate it."
"No trouble, no trouble at all! We'll do whatever you ask, Brother Jiang. You're the one who saved our lives!"
The bald man's bloody hands awkwardly rubbed his head. His cut left eyelid was red and swollen, leaving the eye half-closed and making his right eye seem larger than his left.
