Three Days.

I remembered something Blaze once told me in the past, his words echoing in my mind.

"[There could be various reasons, my friend. Perhaps there's a hidden treasure or a valuable artifact concealed within the forest. Or maybe it's a defense mechanism to keep trespassers at bay.]"

As I deactivated the elemental vision, a sudden surge of adrenaline rushed through me. Before me stood a lone humanoid figure—a single demon.

Its appearance was far from the formidable demons I had encountered in the game. This one seemed weak, likely one of those lower-level demons used to bolster numbers in a demon king war. Its skull-like face bore tribal tattoos, and its emerald green skin resembled that of a goblin. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Yet, there it was, right in front of my eyes. This wasn't an illusion caused by the forest's Illusory Path; it was real.