There was only golden flame burning in the air in front of me, and then it gradually fell to the ground, and then there was a burning smell.

This time, Watson smelled the strong stench and finally couldn't help but vomited.

Watson, who was lying on the ground, didn't know that he had killed the biggest evil spirit in the first abyss. After vomiting, he had to give up his desperate decision.

The future is long, let’s fight again tomorrow!

…

On the fourth day, after Watson had regained his energy, he entered the first abyss again!

He felt that the several life-and-death fights and actual battles he had experienced in the past few days were more fulfilling than being in Icewind Valley or fighting the killer on the mountain road.

Sure enough, the black mist people in the abyss who had lost their leader suddenly let out a roar and rushed over after smelling Watson's breath.

On this day, Watson didn't know how many black mists he killed until he was swept up by a young monk and taken away from the abyss by a breeze.

…

The fifth day, the sixth day...the tenth day.

Watson has fallen into crazy training, spending half a day chasing the black mist in the abyss and killing them, and another half day practicing swordsmanship in the snow.

He couldn't cut down the snowflakes yet, but the speed of drawing the sword doubled.

The young monk sitting on the stone platform looked at him and said calmly: "You have been practicing the sword technique of subduing demons for so long, and now you have some intention of chasing the wind."
Chapter completed!