The flames in Eric’s eye sockets seemed like they had intelligence as they scanned a skeleton in this deep valley. And those skeletons, facing Eric’s sweeping gaze, didn’t notice anything wrong at all. After all, without intelligence, they could only rely on their instincts to roam before receiving Pound’s orders. Eric didn’t have many requirements for his persecution targets. Low …

Darkness is so lonely that it is frightening. “Am I dead?” Eric’s drowsy consciousness pondered strongly. Killed by a bone dragon’s spit on the first day of traveling through the Otherworld, he was probably the most miserable traveler. No, he didn’t want this kind of ending. Having traveled to the otherworld of magic and fantasy, how could it end like …