All the Transcendents who came for the bounty task, thinking they could take advantage, simultaneously felt regret in their hearts. They fell into silence, eyes wide and mouths agape, their faces displaying intense terror as they gazed at the monsters spread across the Huntington Mountains.
In the nihility night sky, atop the Fool's Ship within the moonlight, forty Molten Furnace Wizards looked down with complex and conflicted gazes at the seemingly endless number of monsters below, impossible to count in a short time.
"So many, we... can't eat them all, can we?"
Klaus Lovic gestured to his stomach, saying helplessly, not realizing how arrogant his words sounded.
As Molten Furnace Wizards, discerning whether a monster can be sacrificed is a basic skill. At this moment, the monsters charging out from the flesh cocoons, though not all can be sacrificed, occupy a high proportion in the eyes of the Wizards.
