John had no intention of hunting monsters one by one.
Such an approach was far too inefficient, and even if he managed to clear the Red Moon Secret Realm, he doubted he would receive any substantial rewards.
Moreover, given his current strength, there was absolutely no need for such tactics.
Transforming into a streak of crimson light, John instantly appeared at the center of the forest.
Beneath his feet lay a vast expanse of forest, so dark and impenetrable that nothing could be discerned within.
Towering trees rose from the ground, their massive forms barely visible.
From somewhere in the depths, unsettling roars could be heard, as if some unknown creatures were crying out, sending shivers down one's spine.
[A notification appears before John: "You have entered the core area of 'Death Island,' 'Slaughter Forest'!"]
John glanced at the message and then dismissed it from his mind.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!