Chapter 580: Verandors’ quest (2)
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Chapter 580 Verandors' quest (2)
Many old trees in the forest and their intertwined roots made a natural carpet on the ground. Erik sped through the brush, careful not to disturb the quiet with the sound of twigs breaking or leaves rustling. n()o//v)-E/.L)/b-/I/)n
His Chameleon Veil did its trick even as he moved, making him almost undetectable to onlookers by blending him in with the background.
The forest was teeming with life, from the chirping of birds to the scurrying of small animals. Erik marveled at the intricate ecosystem thriving around him, grateful for his ability to navigate it unnoticed.
While most would rely heavily on sight and sound to track a creature, Erik had a few tricks up his sleeve. The Parallel Will brain crystal power allowed him to multitask inhumanly.
One part of his brain meticulously scanned the ground for tracks or signs of the Verandor's passage.
At the same time, another part kept an eye out for potential threats and allowed him to move at breakneck speeds without losing his balance or sense of direction.
The forest floor was bathed in dappled sunlight as rays filtered through the leaves of towering trees. In this tranquil setting, the only disruptions to the silence came from the distant calls of birds and the elusive movements of unseen creatures.
Erik's attention immediately shifted to the traces he found on the ground, a trail that weaved through the thick foliage.
The tracks were unmistakably Verandors', meaning he was on the right path.
Following the tracks with stealth and precision, he came across a clearing where the ground was disturbed and foliage flattened.
A closer inspection revealed smaller trails leading to and from the area, indicating that a group of Verandors had recently passed through.
With caution, Erik continued, letting the tracks guide him deeper into the clearing. Still, he had to pay attention to the flying Thaids and keep an eye on the sky. Then, he saw them.
A pack of 20 Verandors congregated near a huge water puddle inside the clearing. It was more than a puddle, to be honest, but it wasn't a lake either. Erik's eyes scanned the creatures before him.
The Verandors stood as majestic tauric beasts, their two curved horns elegantly arching backward, perfectly framing their unique eyes.
Each stood firm on four robust legs, their slender torsos rippling with powerful muscles beneath their green and brown striped hides.
From a concealed position, Erik studied them while they moved through the clearance; he noticed the tails, longer than he'd imagined, with tufts of fur dancing at their ends. However, the young man knew these creatures were very cowardly despite having muscular bodies.
Erik knew he had to be careful here. Killing the beasts wasn't a problem; what really was an issue was that he had to kill the monsters fast because they would start fleeing and scattering as soon as they noticed something killing their kin, making his quest complicated. He needed to thin the numbers in the shortest amount of time possible.
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Chapter 580 Verandors' quest (2)
Many old trees in the forest and their intertwined roots made a natural carpet on the ground. Erik sped through the brush, careful not to disturb the quiet with the sound of twigs breaking or leaves rustling. n()o//v)-E/.L)/b-/I/)n
His Chameleon Veil did its trick even as he moved, making him almost undetectable to onlookers by blending him in with the background.
The forest was teeming with life, from the chirping of birds to the scurrying of small animals. Erik marveled at the intricate ecosystem thriving around him, grateful for his ability to navigate it unnoticed.
While most would rely heavily on sight and sound to track a creature, Erik had a few tricks up his sleeve. The Parallel Will brain crystal power allowed him to multitask inhumanly.
One part of his brain meticulously scanned the ground for tracks or signs of the Verandor's passage.
At the same time, another part kept an eye out for potential threats and allowed him to move at breakneck speeds without losing his balance or sense of direction.
The forest floor was bathed in dappled sunlight as rays filtered through the leaves of towering trees. In this tranquil setting, the only disruptions to the silence came from the distant calls of birds and the elusive movements of unseen creatures.
Erik's attention immediately shifted to the traces he found on the ground, a trail that weaved through the thick foliage.
The tracks were unmistakably Verandors', meaning he was on the right path.
Following the tracks with stealth and precision, he came across a clearing where the ground was disturbed and foliage flattened.
A closer inspection revealed smaller trails leading to and from the area, indicating that a group of Verandors had recently passed through.
With caution, Erik continued, letting the tracks guide him deeper into the clearing. Still, he had to pay attention to the flying Thaids and keep an eye on the sky. Then, he saw them.
A pack of 20 Verandors congregated near a huge water puddle inside the clearing. It was more than a puddle, to be honest, but it wasn't a lake either. Erik's eyes scanned the creatures before him.
The Verandors stood as majestic tauric beasts, their two curved horns elegantly arching backward, perfectly framing their unique eyes.
Each stood firm on four robust legs, their slender torsos rippling with powerful muscles beneath their green and brown striped hides.
From a concealed position, Erik studied them while they moved through the clearance; he noticed the tails, longer than he'd imagined, with tufts of fur dancing at their ends. However, the young man knew these creatures were very cowardly despite having muscular bodies.
Erik knew he had to be careful here. Killing the beasts wasn't a problem; what really was an issue was that he had to kill the monsters fast because they would start fleeing and scattering as soon as they noticed something killing their kin, making his quest complicated. He needed to thin the numbers in the shortest amount of time possible.
Chapter 580 Verandors' quest 2 Many old trees in the forest and their intertwined roots made a natural carpet on the ground. Erik sped through the brush, careful not to disturb the quiet with the sound of twigs breaking or leaves rustling. no//v-E/.L/b-/I/nHis Chameleon Veil did its trick even as he moved, making him almost undetectable to onlookers by blending him in with the background. The forest was teeming with life, from the chirping of birds to the scurrying of small animals. Erik marveled at the intricate ecosystem thriving around him, grateful for his ability to navigate it unnoticed. While most would rely heavily on sight and sound to track a creature, Erik had a few tricks up his sleeve. The Parallel Will brain crystal power allowed him to multitask inhumanly. One part of his brain meticulously scanned the ground for tracks or signs of the Verandor's passage. At the same time, another part kept an eye out for potential threats and allowed him to move at breakneck speeds without losing his balance or sense of direction. The forest floor was bathed in dappled sunlight as rays filtered through the leaves of towering trees. In this tranquil setting, the only disruptions to the silence came from the distant calls of birds and the elusive movements of unseen creatures. Erik's attention immediately shifted to the traces he found on the ground, a trail that weaved through the thick foliage. The tracks were unmistakably Verandors', meaning he was on the right path. Following the tracks with stealth and precision, he came across a clearing where the ground was disturbed and foliage flattened. A closer inspection revealed smaller trails leading to and from the area, indicating that a group of Verandors had recently passed through. With caution, Erik continued, letting the tracks guide him deeper into the clearing. Still, he had to pay attention to the flying Thaids and keep an eye on the sky. Then, he saw them. A pack of 20 Verandors congregated near a huge water puddle inside the clearing. It was more than a puddle, to be honest, but it wasn't a lake either. Erik's eyes scanned the creatures before him. The Verandors stood as majestic tauric beasts, their two curved horns elegantly arching backward, perfectly framing their unique eyes. Each stood firm on four robust legs, their slender torsos rippling with powerful muscles beneath their green and brown striped hides. From a concealed position, Erik studied them while they moved through the clearance; he noticed the tails, longer than he'd imagined, with tufts of fur dancing at their ends. However, the young man knew these creatures were very cowardly despite having muscular bodies. Erik knew he had to be careful here. Killing the beasts wasn't a problem; what really was an issue was that he had to kill the monsters fast because they would start fleeing and scattering as soon as they noticed something killing their kin, making his quest complicated. He needed to thin the numbers in the shortest amount of time possible.
