Birth of a Miracle?

After receiving Fike's instructions, Sertia flew toward the closest King-tier beast, the scout in front of her.

She navigated nimbly around the treetops of the forest at lightning speed.

"Why has her speed suddenly increased so much? Did she activate her class-specific skill?"

As he mumbled to himself, he was also accumulating the power of his cultivation technique.

The King-tier Exotic Beast gazed upon the afterimages left behind by Sertia's breakneck movements under the moonlight, it grew more and more excited.

It opened its pitch-black eyes as wide as possible, precisely tracing the girl's movements in the pitch-black night.

As if he had sensed something amiss, Fike noticed that the beast had stopped attacking.

Suddenly, it vanished from sight

Fike frowned, an uneasy intuition welling in his heart.

Suddenly, he roared.

"Sertia! Watch out for your head! Run!"