On the endless ancient battlefield, all kinds of monsters roam near the grass or rocks, hunting or being preyed.

Two ghostly horses, transparent and with blue flames on their hooves, pulled an ordinary caravan and marched across the wasteland.

There were four people seated in the caravan, and there was tacit silence, except for the slight sound of the wheels passing over the ground, the slight bump against the gravel and the creaking of the frame, making the whole journey seem less monotonous.

With the observation of Remington and Hazah, they could not feel the slightest irrationality from these two tall war horses. On closer inspection, they also believe that the two horses are similar in nature to some magical summons, such as elemental servants or clay golems.

However, after the demon worm they encountered just now ran away with their tail between their legs, their views could be regarded as completely changing.

Because of the relationship between the ghost war horses, their sense of awe for Su Wen has become stronger and stronger.

Being able to summon and control such a terrifying war horse, Su Wen's identity and strength naturally rose to an extremely respected position in their hearts.

But Su Wen's performance and conversation were still the same as before, calm and indifferent.

Monsters are generally much more sensitive than human perception, and in the world of monsters, there is a natural suppression of species. For example, the lowest-level imps would never dare to think anything about the dragon's cubs.

That demon insect probably also felt the breath of the ghost war horse, so it chose to retreat.

In fact, the main function of the ghost war horse summoned by Su Wen was only as a mount. But after adapting to the rules of this world, I don't know why, I actually let this horse have an extremely powerful coercion, and only then will I scare away the demon worm under a loud nose.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Wen remembered what was recorded in the book: In this world, those who appear in the state of spirits are extremely high-level powerful existences, such as lichs, ghosts, or something. In the long history of mankind, most of these disembodied monsters have been described in a word of fear.

This is one of the reasons why humans with magic and vindictive spirit are afraid of supernatural events.

Pharos, the Lord of Shadows, can also be counted among the monsters of the "Spirit" category.

Although a series of divine magic spells of the Divine Cult have a restraining effect on the monsters in the spirit state, and many people choose to worship a certain god of the Divine Cult in order to seek peace, Remington, as one of the twelve priests, cannot feel the death on this ghost war horse, and is not sure whether his divine magic has a restraining effect on this horse.

After seeing the power of the ghost war horse, he and Hazza both chose to remain silent, not because they were not curious, but because in the face of such a powerful existence, talking too much has always been a bad habit to die.

At least in the decades of their lives, the experience of survival accumulated in this human society is what tells them.

The sun streaked directly above the caravan, crushing its shadow at its feet, then setting back to the west, beginning to stretch the shadow in the opposite direction.

Through the window, Quintu saw several predatory behaviors that happened not far from him, which also opened the eyes of this teenager.

It turns out that this is how monsters hunt.

Not only Quint, but also Hazah and Remington were amazed by the almost magnificent spectacle, an opportunity not necessarily for even the bravest and most seasoned adventurer.

It's just a pity that neither of them is a scholar who specializes in this way, so they don't know the significance of this battle against the academic community.

And such a scene, in this ancient battlefield, I don't know how many thousands of times a day will happen.

"Goo-"

I don't know if I saw the picture of the monster eating, the young Kuntu who was growing his body, his stomach, made a soft sound, and made a declaration that the body in this growth period needed to replenish energy.

The silence of the quiet carriage was broken by this "goo".

Su Wen looked at Kuntu and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Quint nodded sheepishly.

"I want to think about what we're going to eat......" Su Wen picked his head.

Remington and Hazah looked at each other tacitly, then looked at Quintu with some gratitude. The breakfast provided by the Black Rope Club is too simple, and the energy contained in the breakfast is only barely enough to supply the body's needs, not to mention that it has consumed a small amount of energy just now.

The two of them had already felt hungry, but it was inconvenient to speak because of the atmosphere in the carriage. At this time, it is most appropriate for the young man Quintu to speak.

Of course, Su Wen also has hunger, but this feeling that is not important is suppressed by what he thinks in his head, and when he is mentioned by Kuntu, Su Wen realizes that it is time to eat.

Looking around the entire caravan, it can be said that there is nothing left except for four people and a sword. The grain transported by the Black Rope Society's grain transport team had already been transported into the warehouse, and in a hurry to escape, there was no time to go to the Black Rope Society's warehouse to find some dry food.

What to eat has become an important question.

If the animal power pulling the cart is a living horse, then in desperation, they can still kill the horse as food, but now the cart is pulled by two war horses in the spirit state.

It is said that the monsters in this spirit state feed on the souls of living beings......

Su Wen stopped the car, jumped down, and looked around. The other three also got out of the car, looking around for something to eat on this desolate ancient battlefield.

Although it is said to be desolate, there are still a lot of plants and shrubs on the ground, but most of them are scorched and withered, and they do not look like they can be eaten, even if they are a little green, there is no guarantee that they are not poisonous.

The skills of a few people in surviving in the wild are not even as good as that of a fledgling little adventurer. Remington is a respected priest, although food, clothing, shelter and transportation are extremely simple, but the simplicity of eating does not mean that he can distinguish what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten;

Not to mention Kuntu, as the descendant of the Sword Servant Clan, although the entire clan is not as strong as before, it is still possible to give Kuntu a slightly better growth environment, so Kuntu is also like a blank slate in this regard. When she was first inspired by the Valkyrie, she only took dry food and water and went on the road.

Maybe he would also have to thank the Black Rope Society, if it wasn't for the Black Rope who would have caught him, although he could bypass the monsters, maybe Quintu would have starved to death or died of thirst on the way west......

If Ellie were here, she would probably be able to dig up a few starchy tubers from the nearby weeds. In fact, throughout the ancient battlefield, such tubers that can be used as food are everywhere, and they are also food for some low-level monsters.

But none of these people knew this stem.

Several people looked at each other.

A group of bird-shaped monsters, at this time, streaked across the sky above everyone's heads, as if they were patrolling their territory, quacking one after another.

Su Wen raised his head and showed a flash of inspiration.