Chapitre 110: A flying mount?

The color of the flames conjured by the fox had changed and along with it the intensity of the attack.

Liam's own conjured flame was not that dark in color. It was only a lighter shade of crimson.

He looked at the little fox who now wore a contented blissful smile on its face as it had successfully grasped his attention.

"Good job, but how did you do this? Hmm…"

The beast didn't know how to answer him so it continued its silly smile.

"Heh. I am guessing it must be your innate ability since you are a fire type spirit beast."

Liam couldn't help but feel that the deeper he delved into the game, the more he didn't know. Perhaps in his last time around, players only barely scratched the surface of the tutorial.

So when the truly monstrous things emerged into reality, there was instant chaos and mayhem everywhere and people were massacred left and right.