"Whew!Wow!Wow......"

The forest on the other side of the river was constantly resounding with terrifying beast roars, and the surging rivers slapped on both sides of the riverbank, silently devouring the weeds and land on the bank, and in just half a year, the Onyx River had eroded a large part of the riverbank.

The roar lingered in his ears, and even as a retired adventurer, Old Rice was so frightened that his face turned pale, his eyes straightened, and he looked at the forest on the other side of the river in a daze.

That is the Black Forest, once a forbidden place for adventurers, a dangerous place that only a handful of adventurers who don't want to die will set foot into.

Old Reiss was not one of them, when some parts of the outer parts of the Black Forest were exploited by the Duchy of Sorrowful Wind, he had already retired for five or six years, and even if he did not retire, he would not dare to enter that terrifying place with a lame leg.

It is a paradise for monsters, where everything grows savagely under the influence of magic, and in order to survive, monsters must make themselves stronger so that they and their people can survive in the Black Forest, surrounded by enemies.

But now, the scope of this 'paradise' is gradually spreading outward, just like the fish in the boiling water, tearing each other's bodies, the broken scales rise and fall with the river, and the blood of the fish almost stains half of the river, but it is washed away by the rushing river and rushes into the distance.

The fish seemed to have gone crazy, and old Rice only had time to glance at each other quickly, and found that they would chase each other frantically as long as they were not the same race, tearing each other's bodies with sharp teeth, and only when they killed each other completely, or were killed by each other, they would turn their heads to deal with the other fish.

When he saw that scene, old Rice only felt that his heart was half cold, and he immediately retracted his head, not daring to take another look.

There were countless dead fish floating on the great river in front of him, but old Rice's eyes wandered, and his eyes skimmed over the undulating surface of the river to the forest on the other side of the river.

He knew what was going on, because their neighbor, the head maid of Serena, the ruler of the Duchy of Sorrow, had told them all about the anomalies in the world now—because of the 'Demon Tide', all because of the Demon Tide!

If it weren't for the fact that he had known the reason for this, maybe he wouldn't be here now.

"Team, captain, we're standing here, no, it's going to be okay, right?"

At this time, a stammering voice came from behind him, and Old Rice glared back and said viciously: "Shut up, let's stand here and observe the movement of the Black Forest, it's still far away from the riverbank, what can we do?"

That being said, his right hand was pressed against the hilt of his sword, and his left hand was holding the reins of the horse tightly, and if there was any unusual noise, he would be the first to turn over and get on the horse.

Old Rice tensed his heart, although this place was separated from the Black Forest by a large river, and there were many murderous fish in the river, it was impossible for the monsters of the Black Forest to come here, and ordinary beasts were no match for him at all...... It stands to reason that there should be no danger.

But somehow, there is always a kind of uneasiness lingering in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

As an adventurer who managed to live to retirement age, old Rice is quite superstitious, and people who don't believe in this feeling are dead, but he is still alive, which already says a lot.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, let's go back......"

With a team of five people patrolling around a section of the river, and finding nothing unusual, Old Rice prepared to take people back.

But just as he was about to take someone back on horseback, someone suddenly shouted, "What's that?"

Old Rice looked at the opposite bank for the first time, and then he was stunned on the spot like everyone else.

A giant deer almost the size of the horse they were holding came out of the jungle, its body covered in scars, including a broken antler on its head and a visible scar on one of its legs.

No matter where this wounded deer appears, it is the object of abandonment by the herd, even if it was once a deer king, in the wild, and it is impossible for the deer herd without any medical knowledge to cure it, and looking at the bloody appearance of its body, you know that there are predators behind it.

Old Rice, who could not see clearly through a great river, narrowed his eyes, and saw the bushes behind the giant deer, and sighed that the predators had caught up.

Just as he had guessed, in a few moments, several black wolves burst out of the bushes and pounced on the giant deer.

The giant deer had only rested for a moment, and before it had even had time to regain its strength, the predator caught up with it, and immediately ran along the river bank in panic.

A few black wolves were dotted behind the giant deer, and compared their size, old Rice found that the black wolves were not much smaller than the giant deer, which made him feel a little puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that these wolves could not satisfy their appetite if they only preyed on this giant deer, but the deer are generally group actions, and the possibility of acting alone is very small, even if it is a deer in the Black Forest, there should not be much change in their living habits.

Judging from the predation relationship between deer and wolves, even if the animals in the Black Forest have undergone some changes in their bodies and bloodlines, their living habits and predation relationships have not changed much.

Then the giant deer should have acted with the herd, but now these black wolves ran out with the injured deer, and did not choose to deal with the deer...... That's weird!

Just when the old Rice was surprised why the black wolves did not hunt the deer, but chose to hunt down the injured deer, the giant deer had already been thrown to the ground, and the four legs, including the injured leg, kicked and kicked indiscriminately, trying to get the body up from the ground, and at the same time let out a cry of grief.

But the claws and fangs of several black wolves were tearing wildly at its body, as if it had not eaten for three or four days, and when a piece of bloody flesh was torn from the giant deer's body, it would swallow it, and in the blink of an eye, the fur near their mouths was already red with blood, and the giant deer had completely lost the strength to struggle, and could only lie on the ground and wail for a long time.

The eyes of the uninformed team widened, perhaps they had seen the scene of hungry wolves hunting before, but they had never seen such a cruel scene.

In just a few minutes, a giant deer as tall as a horse had been eaten by three or four black wolves, and in addition to the blood-stained skeleton, Old Rice estimated that even the internal organs might have been eaten by those wolves.

After eating the giant deer, the black wolves did not leave immediately, but looked around, as if to make sure that there was any prey for them to hunt.

The undulating tide of the river was apparently out of sight of the dead fish, and then their gaze skimmed over the river and onto Old Rice.

"Whew!Wow!"

Several black wolves stood on the opposite bank and barked wildly, and Old Rice also seemed to notice their extremely aggressive gaze, moved his lame leg, and roared sideways: "A few beasts, what do you see?!"

The young people who followed him had long been frightened by the barking on the other side of the river, and they could not say a word at this time.

The wrinkles on his face trembled with the trembling of his muscles, and old Rice gripped the hilt of his sword with an angry glare.

If the reins hadn't been tightened long ago, the horses might have been scared away by the barking of the wolves.

Several black wolves stood on the other side and howled for a long time, and Old Rice and the others also stood here and confronted them.

At this moment, several wolves suddenly pounced forward, and the whole wolf sank into the water with a "poof".

Their jump startled old Rice, but then, when they surfaced, he also saw the big fish hanging from the wolves.

Just like those wolves hunting giant deer, more and more big fish jumped out of the water and bit a few black wolves fiercely.

As several black wolves entered the water, the surface of the river boiled completely, and the fish carcasses floating on the surface of the river were squeezed away, and the live fish jumped out of the river, forming a wave, surging in the direction of the black wolves.

However, even if they were bitten by the big fish in the river, the black wolf was still swimming towards Old Rice, and even if they couldn't see their eyes, their actions were revealing a kind of madness.

Seeing this, old Rice felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the winter wilderness, and both physically and mentally felt a chill to the bone.

The black wolves had not even been able to swim to the center of the river before they had been pressed to the surface by the schools of fish that had pounced on them, and there was no sign of them.

The river seems to have returned to its usual 'calm' and the fish are not popping up again......

However, the ruthless performance of those wolves was enough to make old Rice gasp deeply.

"Let's go, go back and report to the master!" Old Rice suddenly turned on his horse and looked at the river, his eyes deep.

"We're in big trouble......" he said through gritted teeth.