After walking for a day, Allen looked at the magic gem in his hand and sighed.
If Roger hadn't warned him repeatedly before he left, he would have thought that the magic gem in his hand was just a beautiful green stone.
Allen didn't even see anyone, let alone the people who took part in the competition with him.
However, he also encountered many traces of battle on the way.
There was silence.
The demonic beasts must have been scared away by the aftermath of these battles.
Allen didn't see any decent demonic beast, but only saw a few panicked wild boars.
Their skin was rough and thick, and it was not worth fighting with them. So Allen let them go.
Suddenly, Allen felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw the bushes in the distance were separated one by one.
It seemed that a flock of beasts came over at a very fast speed and walked quietly. If Allen was not vigilant, he wouldn't have found it.
Allen's face darkened.
"Winnie, don't run around. Hide behind me."