Eryndor dragged the small monster entirely by himself, walking side by side with the other three members who were dragging the bigger one.

    Similar to them, he had to stop at intervals and clean out the leaves and other things which kept gathering before the corpse when he dragged it through the ground.

    Finally after half an hour, they were back at the base with two beasts in tow.

    The agents stationed there took over the task of processing the corpse, while Team Lockheim once again ventured into the forest.

    They naturally wouldn’t stop at just two beasts.

    These beasts’ entire body could be processed into different materials, all of which were useful for many different power systems.

    After selling them, the Human Federation would share a part of the profit. So, the more they hunted, the better.

    For the next few battles, Eryndor watched from the sides if it was too strong.

    If it was a weaker beast, he would either go against it alone or cooperate with a member or two to take it down.

    He was rapidly gaining experience as the amount of monsters he fought increased.

    Eventually, they came across a different kind of beast, one which was every bit as abnormal as the first type.

    The first of its kind they encountered towered at a tremendous ten meters, its skeletal frame swaying unnaturally as it appeared before them.

    Its elongated limbs, thin as spears, extended and retracted with an eerie fluidity, while its eyeless head remained still.

    Eryndor could make out tendrils lining its back.

    Does it rely on that to sense?

    At least, he couldn’t see any other sensory organ like eye, nose, ears or anything as such. Heck, it didn’t even have a mouth, or any kind of opening at all.

    Liliana narrowed her eyes, not taking her gaze off the creature even for a single second as she gave orders.

    "This is a Strider, stronger than the first Abberosk we dealt with. Eryndor, stay back, and assist us with your vision if you see anything we might have missed.

    "Don’t hesitate about calling out whatever you find unnatural, even if you have a doubt that we might already know about it.

    "It’s better to be safe than sorry when dealing with such dangerous beings."

    Liliana was the first to issue an order and began running herself.

    Eryndor, who was already far away, was quick on the uptake. With a turn, he began running towards the base’s direction.

    Fuck fuck fuck! I should have practiced movement cultivation art first. What good is offensive in this situation?

    He felt immense regret when he compared his own speed compared to Lilian. Despite having a huge advantage, She had already almost closed the gap in a few seconds.

    Godddamn! I am going to be left behind!

    Eryndor greeted his teeth while running.

    He thought of imbuing Qi into his legs to speed up, he didn’t want to give up, no matter how small the improvement was. Just before he went through with his plan, he felt his legs leaving the ground.

    Oh oh oh.

    His initial panic quickly turned into relief when Liliana picked him by his collar and carried him like a sack of potatoes.

    A Qi Condensation realm in front of a Qi Gathering realm is really like an adult in front of a child.

    Ken and Hellen weren’t far behind. Both of them were using their own movement skills to keep up with Liliana.

    By now, Eryndor had already recognised their power systems.

    Ken treaded the Demon path, and while Hellen was on the Mage path.

    "What happened back there?"

    He asked. Liliana answered in between her heavy breathing.

    "The movement you witnessed on its tendrils is when the Striders call others of their kind.

    "But the problem is, they only do this when fighting against Abberosks.

    "Never has a team before encountered a Strider calling for help when dealing with humans, even if it was on the verge of getting killed."

    Eryndor’s brows furrowed.

    "What will we do now?"