Anon is walking through the Evensong Forest with Gin. The sun is still shining in the sky, making the forest look beautiful.

However, when night falls, this very place will resemble a goddamn graveyard.

While everyone is moving cautiously and ensuring their safety, Anon is walking around as if he’s taking a leisurely stroll in a garden.

No beast dares to approach him due to Gin’s aura. On the contrary, other contestants are searching for the flower or the egg, all aiming to secure the third and second positions before attempting the first.

Anon, though, is waiting for the sun to go down, as only then will the Hell Hounds emerge for their hunt.

Zzz

The trees vibrated as a black figure jumped on them.

Suddenly, Anon senses an unknown presence following him from behind.

‘Hmmm… He’s here, This guy is really professional. He knows how to hide himself and he is also using stealthy spells.’ Anon thinks as he turns around. He knows someone is trailing him, but he can’t pinpoint the exact location.

He is hiding very well among the tress, making him almost untraceable.

“Show me your skills, Gin boy,” Anon says as he rubs Gin’s head.

Gin instantly transforms into his original form and emits an ultrasonic sound from his mouth.

This voice was inaudible to Anon and the assassin, only bats can listen to this sound.

Dooooooom

Woof

Gin barks oddly at a large tree.

‘Found you, bitch,’ Anon thinks as he activates his skill.

Name: Clint

Level: 209

Race: Dark Elf

Class: Assassin

Description: Contracted by Peter Paradise to eliminate you at any cost. Awaiting your entry into a more secluded area before he strikes.

‘Hmmm… Clint, you’re way above my level, but it’ll be fun to play with you, let’s see to what limits can you Follow me.’ Anon thinks as he continues walking forward.

‘Something’s wrong… Why is he heading toward the center of the forest?’ Clint questions himself, perplexed, but he continues to tail Anon.

Twenty-seven minutes later…

Anon stops in his tracks as he senses an immensely powerful and dangerous creature ahead. The creature has marked its territory with urine.

‘I don’t want to proceed, but I won’t survive a hand-to-hand combat with that assassin. My spells won’t work on him either. If this is what it takes to defeat him, so be it.’ Anon decides, entering the marked area.

‘The hell is wrong with this kid? Going in there is suicide,’ Clint wonders, a puzzled expression crossing his face.

Clint decides to halt his pursuit of Anon and waits outside the area for him to come out again.

Anon advances cautiously, feeling the mana growing denser in this part of the forest.

‘Who could be living here?’ Anon wonders, scanning his surroundings. The grass, vines, and woods here are thicker than in the outer forest.

Woof

Gin barks, sensing something, his behaviour was odd, he wanted to find the thing that ruled this area of the forest.

“Where?” Anon asks, looking at Gin.

Gin walks towards a different location, and Anon follows suit.

After a short walk, Gin stops in front of big a cave.

“Is it in there?” Anon inquires with a smile.

Woof

Gin barks softly in response.

Master, I sense an intense presence here. You should leave. Link advises, feeling uneasy.

‘I know, Link. I can sense it too, but if I leave without a plan, I’m as good as dead at his hands,’ Anon spoke.

Master, I’m detecting a powerful mana source from inside. If you guide me to it, I can absorb it and grant you immense power. Link suggests.

‘Really?’

Yes, Master.

‘Alright, I’ll give it a shot.’ Anon agrees, entering the cave.

Though the cave is dark, Anon’s enhanced vision allows him to see everything clearly.

The cave’s entrance is small, but the interior is vast. A sticky substance covers the walls.

This liquid was similar to slime mixed with glue. It was green in colour and had a very disgusting smell. 𝗼𝐯𝐥.𝗻𝐭

Anon touches the sticky liquid and examines it carefully.

‘What is this? Seems like human snot,’ Anon thinks as he ventures further inside.

While walking, a message suddenly appears before him…

Opponent has used the skill

You have resisted the skill due to your class Cerebraxis

“Interesting… This snot has a drug-like effect that induces hallucinations in those who touch it, huh? This guy is the real mother**er. He uses this ** to Hallucinate it’s opponents and kills them once they are under Hallucination.”

‘Sephie, can you hear me?’ Anon establishes a psychic connection.

‘Yes, Master,’ Sephie responds.

‘Luv, can you tell me about a creature that exudes a sticky liquid from its body or mouth? This liquid causes extreme hallucinations in those who touch it.’ Anon asks.

‘I don’t have information about this creature, Master, but I recently purchased a book about ancient monsters from the black market. I’ll check if I can find any relevant informationin that.’ Sephie replies.

‘Hurry up, Luv. I need answer fast,’ Anon urges.

‘I’m on it, Master. I’ll get back to you with an answer as soon as I find one,’ Sephie assures.

‘Good.’ Anon responds, resuming his exploration.

The further he goes, the denser the mana becomes.

After walking for ten minutes, Anon senses something—a powerful presence.

This presence is unlike anything Anon has felt before; it’s suffocating, making it difficult to even breathe.

Anon halts as he reaches a wall.

“This is the end? But I still sense its presence,” Anon mutters, staring at the wall.

Master… It’s right behind that wall. Link informs him.

Suddenly, Anon detects a strong odor emanating from the wall.

“What the heck? Can air pass through walls?” Anon wonders aloud, touching the wall. To his surprise, his hand goes through it.

“An illusion…?” Anon says, puzzled, as he steps forward. His entire body phases through the wall.

Upon crossing the wall, Anon realizes he’s entered a large cavity beneath the mountain.

Looking around, he notices something that shakes him to his core.