Section 130: I am a Fat Ball Flying Fish

"This forest is a bit unusual!"

A Half-Elf mercenary paused briefly, watching the forest before him with wariness and noting an aura of decay. Both the color of the tree trunks and the foliage were much darker than in a normal forest.

Compared to ordinary humans, this Half-Elf mercenary had slightly pointed ears and pale blue eyes, indicating that his Half-Elf bloodline was not strong, rather diluted.

Despite this, his Half-Elf lineage still made him more adapted to the forest than ordinary people. Without relying on any reference points, he could barely discern directions in the forest, and his judgments were generally accurate.

It was an efficient use of his skills to have appointed him to scout ahead for the exploration team.

"Could this place be..." The Half-Elf's expression grew increasingly serious as he considered the intelligence on Blade Spiders.

This information had been widely shared to increase everyone's chances of survival on this island.