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The sudden appearance of thick fog around them instantly put Wu Bin and his two companions on high alert.
In an unknown environment, the smaller their field of vision, the higher the risk factor for them.
"Everyone, stick together. Don’t spread out."
No sooner had Wu Bin finished speaking when a shadow burst out of the mist at an incredible speed, slamming viciously into him.
Wu Bin, with quick reflexes, instinctively raised his shield in front of him.
Bang!
Wu Bin felt as if he had been hit by a dog, the impact force causing him, caught off guard, to stagger two steps back.
But Wu Bin quickly realized something was amiss.
Although the force that hit his shield was considerable, why did the sound seem more like stones hitting the shield?
Wu Bin took a closer look and got a shock.
It was a skeleton that had crashed into his shield!
"Damn it, what the hell is this!"
The skeleton that had hit the shield was not yet defeated, its claws outstretched, trying to grab at Wu Bin’s neck.
Wu Bin thought this emaciated skeleton didn’t seem very strong, but he still didn’t want to be scratched by it.
Who knew if it carried any sort of corpse poison or such.
Wu Bin used his shield to fend off the skeleton and then cut it in half with a single stroke of his sword.
Once the skeleton fell apart and crashed to the ground, it completely lost its vitality and became a motionless object.
It was as if it having moved at all had been nothing but an illusion of Wu Bin’s.
Just as Wu Bin had finished dealing with one skeleton, rustling noises started coming from all around them.
Zhu Ling furrowed his brow and said, "We’ve been tricked. It seems that the Dream Tapir deliberately hid in this mass grave to lure us here, and then set these skeletons upon us to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"
Wu Bin realized this as well.
Although the spiders summoned by the Dream Tapir were formidable, the more powerful the creature, the greater the energy consumption for the Dream Tapir.
But summoning these skeletons from the mass graves would be just the opposite.
The skeletons might not be strong in combat, but they were numerous, and their drain on the Dream Tapir’s energy would certainly be much less.
The Dream Tapir was also very clever.
Since the spiders couldn’t deal with Wu Bin, it simply opted for a numbers game with these skeletons, planning to overwhelm them with a war of attrition and eventually take them down.
In the midst of their conversation, even more skeletons charged towards them.
Song Bing had never experienced anything like this before, and, driven by the instinct to survive, he raised his longsword and frantically swung it around, severing one skeleton after another.
At first glance, Song Bing seemed quite formidable, but actually, anyone with a bit of knowledge could see that the more ferociously Song Bing fought now, the more awkward his situation would be once his strength was depleted.
It’s the same principle with boxing.
A professional boxer and an untrained person starting a fight together might see the untrained person fiercely overwhelming the professional at the beginning.
But in reality, the damage they could inflict was minimal, even negligible.
Conversely, the professional boxer could have an advantage even if he just took punches without striking back in the first round.
Because by defending, he exhausted a lot of the opponent’s strength, leaving them later without even the energy to hold a defensive stance when it was time to counterattack.
In this scenario, Song Bing was just like that; no matter how many skeletons he killed, it caused no harm to the Dream Tapir.
But once those few minutes passed, Song Bing would be nothing but a lamb to the slaughter.
Panting heavily, Song Bing said, "Stop chatting there and think of a solution, quick! I can’t hold on much longer!"
Wu Bin looked over at Zhu Ling and inquired, "What about your Tracking Technique? Hurry up and use it to pinpoint the Dream Tapir’s location!"
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Zhu Ling shook her head and said, "The distance is too close; the Tracking Technique won’t work at such close range. We can only determine the Dream Tapir’s location by other means."
At this moment, Wu Bin was at the peak of his anxiety.
God damn it, they were surrounded by thick fog, and they were already too busy dealing with these skeleton soldiers, let alone having time to look for the Dream Tapir using another method?
Just when Wu Bin felt he had no solution, he suddenly thought of a method.
"Fine, you’ve forced my hand!"
Ding!
The skill [Gale Breath] has been activated.
As the system prompt came to his mind, Wu Bin took a deep breath.
The fog around him was instantly attracted by the powerful suction force, rushing towards Wu Bin like a tide!
Fog, fog, isn’t it just a mixture of water vapor anyway?
With the activation of [Gale Breath], Wu Bin instantly cleared all the surrounding fog.
As the fog dissipated, the Dream Tapir, which had been hiding under a large tree creating fog, was stunned.
Dream Tapir: ???
The Dream Tapir was also dumbfounded; it didn’t understand what had just happened.
What happened to the fog it had worked so hard to create?
How could it all be sucked away in an instant?
Now, Wu Bin and the other two could finally see what the Dream Tapir really looked like.
The Dream Tapir was huge and slender, about five meters long, and greatly resembled a white fox.
It had not only three tails like a fox but its movements and expressions were also exactly like those of a white fox.
Song Bing was dumbstruck.
He said blankly, "Holy crap, are there really such magical creatures in this world? This is too awesome."
Realizing its position was exposed, the Dream Tapir turned to flee.
But just as the Dream Tapir was about to make a move, Zhu Ling raised her hand and flicked it.
A streak of golden light shot out from Zhu Ling’s sleeve, heading straight for the Dream Tapir.
Sensing danger, the Dream Tapir tried to dodge, but the golden light was too fast, hitting its hind leg with a smack.
The Dream Tapir let out a miserable scream and fell heavily to the ground.
Wu Bin and Song Bing were both stunned.
"Holy shit! Is Zhu Ling this fierce?"
Wu Bin was also shocked.
No wonder Zhu Ling kept saying she didn’t want to take action, as it would consume too much Spiritual Power.
That golden light had only missed slightly; if it had hit the Dream Tapir’s vital spot, it probably would have been killed on the spot!
Right, vital spots!
Wu Bin yelled at Zhu Ling, "Hit its head! Its vital spot is on its head!"
The Dream Tapir seemed to understand Wu Bin’s words as well.
As it was lying on the ground crying out, the moment it heard Wu Bin’s words, a look of terror appeared in its eyes.
One of its tails disappeared, and at the same time, the leg that had been hit grew back in an instant!
"Not good, it’s trying to escape!"
Seeing the Dream Tapir transforming its whole body into a mist, ready to make a getaway, Wu Bin activated his own skill at the critical moment!
