On the third day after the beast tide receded, Lette finally emerged from the small dark room.
In the room, remnants of dark corrosion evil beasts were completely dissected into scraps.
Lette dusted off his body, looked at Emily and the others gathered around, and smiled brightly.
"Good news, these evil beasts are not the result of ordinary beast packs being infected, nor are they mutated from diseased humans."
Emily clapped her hands: "I knew you were overthinking it. How could people transform into beasts?"
Lette rolled his eyes at her: "Have you forgotten your Druid abilities?
Besides, there's something in this world called beastification disease, which can gradually transform people into beasts.
I know no less than double-digit rule-level strongmen who can achieve this, not to mention some conceptual-level strongmen.
Never take things for granted, understand?"
Emily stuck out her tongue, not daring to interrupt casually again.
"But boss."
