207. Search of a sixth class monster &he werewolf

Everything done in the camp went by smoothly. Nothing changed with the demise of the strongest person there. The people were more focused on survival.

That day went by normally and Dexter was up at night, ready to leave and go to hunt so that he can finally evolve to a sixth class.

On the tall fence of the camp, Dexter sat and he looked onwards to the ruined city. He didn't know how he would be able to find a sixth class creature today but he was down to search for.

He jumped down towards the ground outside the camp.

*BANG!*

As if a heavy object landed, Dexter crashed in the ground and there were cracks all around him.

'I really want to take Grim out, but I wouldn't be able to do an aerial tracking.' Dexter thought and he brought Grim out anyway.

*'I can fly too,'*

Dexter raised a brow as he heard Grim's voice and he summoned the eerie looking horse from the mark on his palm.