The Martial Unity

Eventually, the flood of thoughts in his mind dimmed as his consciousness darkened, before he fell asleep. He hadn't been concerned about his vulnerable position given that the inn was hardly a secure place, but he had confidence in his passive senses and emergency reflexes.

If his subconsciousness felt threatened, then his Martial Heart would blaze into full power. Of course, he would do a lot of damage to his surroundings inevitably, but it was much more acceptable than allowing any harm to befall him.

Regardless, he was finally ready to get started. It wasn't long before he had freshened himself up and was ready to get started and head on to the Great Forest of Hypnonarak.

STEP

Rui stepped past the large fence that separated the rest of the Gereign Region from the forest.

A large eerie and murky forest stood before him. The forest was silent in sharp contrast to the bustling human domain behind him. It reeked of the same odor that could be smelled across the human domain of the Gereign Region. The same narcotics that were harvested and processed in the Gereign Region may as well have been omnipresent in the Great Forest of Hypnonarak.

One of the reasons that the narcotics supply sector was viable despite the danger of the Great Forest was because one did not have to go in deep to harvest the narcotic flora.

The only ones who chased deeper were the Martial Artists. While the dangers of the forest were not low, the rewards of succeeding were worth it. Furthermore, to a certain extent, Rui felt his inner adventurer coming out.

wasn't something that Rui was too driven by, he was not immune to it. This had also been the case when Rui had explored

he approached a certain radius of the flora, he had already begun experiencing pressure on his mind, which continued to rise until he fully

of the narcotics flora grew even stronger. Although his

knew that the odor was only going to get stronger from there on out. It was one

his sensory prowess diminishing as he traveled deeper

stealth metabody based on the principle that the flora suppressed the mind and

thought, but he quickly pushed it out of his mind. He didn't have much leeway to focus on much else now that he had entered

as his senses were, his range was still large enough to perceive hoards of people cutting away at plants and placing them within large crates. The outermost layer closest to the human domain was filled with people cutting away at the flora of the human

deeper. Higher-quality narcotics could only be found when one went deep enough into the forest, a job that only Martial Artists

mind was, even it had a limit. Although his limits were

forest continued growing more colorful and vibrant the deeper he went. It went from the familiar green that he was accustomed to, to a strange myriad of colors that flashed

he couldn't help but stop and admire the breathtaking sights that he beheld standing on a cliff that oversaw a vast section of

that had somehow managed to adapt to the hostile flora environment of the Great Forest

wings and

sensory techniques as he tried to gauge how the creature