A Call

He hoped that, while following them, he could also confuse them.

Rose furrowed her brows at his reply, but she just kept quiet, seemingly not objecting.

Oliver then took a step in the direction where Rooney and the others had gone.

He glanced at the corpses of the monsters he passed by, feeling a little regretful that their Cores had been taken away.

Rooney's subordinates didn't allow a single Monster Core to be left behind.

It was indeed too precious, no one could obtain it other than killing the monsters themselves.

The direction Rooney was heading was the direction where the moon was heading.

When thinking about the wolf and the moon, Oliver felt more confident that this was the right direction.

Up ahead, he kept hearing the sounds of fighting, sword slashes and wolf roars.

As he advanced forward, he kept finding wolf corpses whose blood filled the ground.

The smell of too much blood was a bit uncomfortable for him who was still a beginner.

"Your level won't go up if you just walk like this!" Rose suddenly spoke, staring at Oliver.

It seemed like she was giving advice, to remind him how the Hunters were getting stronger.

"Are you worried about my level up?" asked Oliver in response.

It was a question that made the woman's face become annoyed to the point of her eyes bulging.

Maybe she thought he was flirting with her.

Even the popular guys in school got that kind of response if they teased her, let alone him.

This time, she didn't say anything else, something Oliver also wanted.

He could continue his steps quietly without anyone talking.

Rey was watching between him and Rose, as if he was wondering what was really going on.

As it continued to go further, Oliver found that the corpses of his wolves became bigger, indicating that they were stronger.

The sounds of battle ahead seemed to become more intense.

The further away one went, the enemy was naturally harder to fight.

'""Cultivator, are you a Cultivator?"" As he continued walking, Oliver heard a voice that seemed to go straight to his head.

It was a slightly hoarse voice, like the owner needed great effort to speak.

This naturally startled him greatly, bringing his steps to a sudden halt.

This mode of communication was probably the so-called Inner Communication, something that only Cultivators could do after reaching a certain stage.

The problem was who was doing it?

At the same time, Oliver was also afraid of having his identity as a cultivator detected.

""Come here yourself!"" The voice echoed again inside his head.

After that, he felt like there was a breeze directing him to the right.

"Why did you stop?" Rose asked with furrowed brows.

She only realized that he stopped after being a few steps ahead of him.

This naturally annoyed her because she had to go back again.

"Wait here, I have something I want to do alone," Oliver replied.

He took a step in the direction that the wind was pointing, but of course, Rose didn't obey him, she followed him anyway.

"What do you mean, we're here to follow you wherever you go," she said, stepping in the direction where he had stepped.

Oliver was forced to stop his steps, then looked at her with a sharp gaze.

"Did you not hear what I said?" he asked coldly, making her even more surprised that he dared to scold her.

Her mouth quickly opened to scold him back.

However, he spoke first.

"You take one more step, you'll die here!"

A black knife appeared in his hand after he said that, aimed directly at Rose's face.

The knife was surrounded by a pitch black aura, not creating any effect but the air became extremely cold the moment it appeared.

Bones trembled just from the coldness.

"T-this knife," Rose said spontaneously, as if she recognized the knife.

Perhaps Victoria had shown it to her because either she or the other women showed the same expression.

It could be said to be Victoria's most prized possession, how could it be in Oliver's hands. This one certainly couldn't compare to the fact that he was using Victoria's car.

Did he steal it?

They wondered, but if he stole it from Victoria, Rose and the others thought there was no way Victoria would ask them to protect Oliver.

This only caused wild and strange speculations in their heads.

Was it possible that the young man and woman had suddenly become lovers when entering the room after fighting on the street?

On the other hand, Rey seemed too frightened that she jumped back.

His instincts told him that the knife could kill him even if only Oliver used it.

Oliver didn't stop for long. He took another step when Rose froze.

The woman of course didn't follow him anymore. She didn't even think about how the knife could appear so suddenly.

In front of Oliver, there were tall bushes among the trees.

He had already moved the knife into his storage ring, and replaced it with the white sword he had bought.

In this place when walking alone, it was better to have a weapon in his hand.

He also used it to cut through the bushes in front of him.

He entered into those bushes, finding the air there very cool.

To his surprise there were many wolves hiding in the crevices of the large trees.

However, they were just watching him, not looking to attack him.

Their eyes also seemed calm, making him think that they were tame wolves.

'This dungeon is something different,' he thought.

"Mm..." He then narrowed his eyes as he saw a cave in front of him, quite large and shaped like a wolf's open mouth.

It gave a very threatening sensation to Oliver who saw it.

However, he was somehow made to think not to be so worried.

It seemed like the threatening sensation wasn't directed at him. He only felt it because he saw it.

Since the wind was directing him towards the cave, so he kept going until he finally entered the cave.

Unlike the outside where the cave looked very dark, just one step into the cave, the scenery suddenly became clear.