Kyle very carefully walked down the road.
He constantly felt threats looking at him from a distance, and his instincts told him that this was a very, very dangerous place.
Just the number of these beast-repelling flowers was crazy.
The roads leading to Starkhold just had a thin line of them, while the line here was almost ten meters wide.
'Bro, going into the wilderness here feels like a death sentence.'
Luckily, Kyle saw a bunch of powerful people walking through the streets as well.
The people occasionally nodded at Kyle in greeting before continuing, and Kyle returned the greeting.
Yet, whenever Kyle received one of these greetings, his instincts were telling him that he couldn't fight any of these people.
The weakest person who had greeted him was a Mid Fighter, and that guy felt really powerful for his level.
Within 30 minutes of travel, Kyle had already seen five Grandmasters!
Every single one of them could fight Bonk or Wyveria.
