Just as Lin Ye was lost in thought, a sharp sense of danger snapped him back to his senses.
He then retreated several steps back with extreme speed.
The next moment, the patch of scorched black ground in front of him, which had appeared perfectly normal, suddenly exploded.
Three tentacles, glowing red and seemingly condensed from lava, burst from the ground. They tore through the air with a piercing whistle, hooking toward the spot where his ankles had just been.
Not a ripple of emotion showed in Lin Ye's eyes.
It was just like the time he had been ambushed by the Shadow Scale Race in the fallen zone.
Just a moment ago, a red area marked "LV.41" had abruptly appeared in his field of vision over that empty patch of ground.
He understood instantly—that was no empty patch of ground.
Or rather, a LV.41 monster was hidden beneath it.
Scalding lava spewed from the fissure in the ground, and a hideous monster slowly emerged from within.
