When Krador said that Adam would have to kill several thousand monsters to obtain the Glass Root, Adam grew wary.
No matter how strong and talented he was, he was a K4-Phantom and was deep within the Tarnished Lands. Most of the monsters here, especially those guarding something valuable, were quite strong, and Adam might have trouble defeating several thousand of them.
But as soon as he encountered the Mist Tigers, he immediately understood everything.
"I see. So there are so many of them because they are the mist itself?" Adam smirked as his aura trembled.
He expanded his aura as much as he could, while maintaining enough density to force the mist to recede.
Before, he couldn't even see his fingertips, but now everything within a ten-meter radius was clear and distinct.
The Mist Tigers swirled around him in a wild vortex, dozens of yellow eyes staring intently at him with inner malice.
"Huh, looks like you guys don't like that your mist turned out to be useless, do you?"
