Chapter 51: The beginning of the tide of death

In the world of loucheng, somewhere in the wilderness.

This was a nameless Valley with strange rock formations. Dark brown rocks that were as sharp as blades extended endlessly, and clusters of wild grass grew tenaciously in it. It looked extremely desolate.

Five shabbily equipped Wanderers and wild cultivators were sitting in a circle, each holding a piece of dry and hard grass seed flatbread and drinking cold water to satisfy their hunger.

They placed it in the bloody leather backpack beside them, which contained their harvest from this trip. There were the head of the corpse monster and the organs of other monsters as proof of their hunting mission.

Once he brought the loot to the Wanderer town, he could exchange it for many rewards from the officials of Black Rock City.