Lyle looked at the group of monsters charging at him. A scroll appeared in his palm, and with a casual squeeze, *whoosh*!
White light condensed in the air, instantly forming a Flaming Archangel, which flapped its wings and charged towards the numerous monsters ahead.
Before he knew if these strangely shaped monsters had any special abilities, Lyle clearly preferred to use summons as a probe to gather information.
Compared to the Tob Forest.
Lyle had very little information about the Great Wetlands, and in both the anime and light novels, there was not much information about this area either.
He chose to enter the Great Wetlands from the forest, rather than using "Flight" to enter from the air.
It was precisely because of the lack of information that he had to take precautions. Monsters and situations that the Bone King and the Great Tomb didn't care about, he couldn't yet afford to ignore.
Boom!
The Flaming Archangel, flapping its bright yellow metallic wings, plunged into the monster horde and was immediately surrounded and attacked by them.
The flaming sword swung!
Monsters shrieked as they were split in half. However, as these monsters were slain, the splattered blood landed on the armor of the Flaming Archangel, making a "sizzling" sound.
"Experience gained: 107"
"Experience gained: 112"
"Does the blood have a corrosive effect? No, it should be poison."
"Good thing I didn't approach rashly."
Lyle noticed this scene, a look of understanding in his eyes, and looked at some of the monsters that had bypassed the Flaming Archangel and continued to charge forward.
"Magic Arrow!"
Magic arrows condensed in mid-air and shot out rapidly, killing the charging Cockscomb monsters in mid-air.
His current "Magic Attack" value had reached 158 points, so dealing with these not-so-high-level monsters with low-tier magic was not difficult.
In just a few minutes.
More than fifty Cockscomb monsters were completely cleared, yielding about 5000 experience points. Based on the experience these monsters gave, Lyle estimated their level to be around 6-7.
They weren't particularly strong.
But among human adventurers, at least a silver-ranked adventurer team would be needed to deal with them.
Lyle jumped off the back of the Dreadhound and walked to the corpses of these Cockscomb monsters. He casually picked one up, took an empty waterskin from his item box, and dripped the blood from its body into the waterskin.
This kind of poisonous blood was quite rare and might be useful as an alchemical material.
He currently had two types of blood he could use.
One was Ogre blood, and the other was Naga blood.
He had also collected quite a few different types of blood from the many beasts and monsters he had slain in the Tob Forest, but none of them could be used as alchemical materials.
Given this situation.
Lyle suspected that he hadn't yet mastered other alchemy skills, which was why many materials couldn't be used.
Out of more than 50 Cockscomb monsters, only one waterskin of blood was collected in the end.
There was nothing he could do; most of the Cockscomb monsters' blood had been wasted during the battle.
"There seem to be quite a few types of monsters in this area."
Lyle stoppered the waterskin, put it into his item box, and looked at the vast lake area before him.
The battle just now had attracted the attention of many nearby monsters; he had seen at least seven or eight different kinds.
"Let's go, Little Black." Lyle remounted the Dreadhound. There were many things in this Great Wetlands that interested him.
The Great Wetlands were divided into two main areas: the Lower Lake, closer to the Tob Forest, and the Upper Lake, closer to the Angelisia Mountains.
The Lower Lake area, due to its shallow water, had no particularly dangerous large monsters. Precisely because of this, the number of ordinary monsters was quite high.
Little Fang Tribe.
One of the five major Lizardmen tribes. Originally, the entire wetland had seven major tribes, but in a tribal war a few years ago, two major tribes were defeated.
The exiled Lizardmen were absorbed by the "Dragon Fang" tribe, leaving only five tribes in the entire Great Wetlands.
As one of the tribes that participated in that war, the Little Fang Tribe lost many of its members and only recently began to recover in the past two years.
Even so, as one of the five major tribes, it had neither a sacred treasure nor new tribesmen with the talent of a Forest Priest, which made the entire tribe the weakest among the current five major tribes.
Fortunately, the tribe was built near a small lake, so food was not a major concern.
However, with the increase in population, the various fish provided by the lake also began to show signs of scarcity.
At this moment.
In the center of the Little Fang Tribe, inside a relatively large wooden house, several Lizardmen gathered with serious expressions, discussing something.
"Are you sure? You said humans?"
The first to speak was a Lizardman with pale yellow spots covering his skin, his voice clearly showing surprise and unexpectedness.
This Lizardman was noticeably shorter than the other Lizardmen in the room, yet he was the chieftain of the entire Little Fang Tribe, Sukui Zhuzhu.
"I couldn't be mistaken, Chieftain. They were humans, completely different from us, looking thin and very strange in appearance." The leader of the hunting party, Yu Sheng, spoke with a buzzing voice.
Speaking of which.
This Lizardman hunting party leader had a curious look on his face: "They can summon a shiny monster, and it seems very strong."
At these words.
The elderly Lizardman priest, who had been silent, said: "Could you describe in detail what the shiny monster you mentioned looks like?"
The hunting party leader waved his hands, describing it with gestures.
Under the gaze of Chieftain Sukui Zhuzhu, the Lizardman priest pondered for a while before slowly speaking: "It should be a summoned monster called an Angel."
"That human is a faith-based magic caster, but it's uncertain what tier of magic he is using."
The Lizardman priest also couldn't be sure. He didn't know much about human information, mostly relying on some information passed down through generations in the tribe.
"No matter what the situation with that human is, since he appeared in our tribe's territory, he must not be let go."
"The other tribes probably haven't seen a living human yet; this is unique to us."
Sukui Zhuzhu's tail swayed slightly, his eyes showing a chilling expression: "What's more, that human has now killed a large number of our lake food sources."
"Send out everyone from the hunting party to capture that human. If he strongly resists, kill him on the spot!"
"Yes, Chieftain!"
The Lizardman hunting party leader immediately picked up his weapon and excitedly turned to run out of the room.
"That human dares to appear here alone; his strength is not weak." The elderly Lizardman priest reminded him.
"Everyone in the hunting party is the best warrior in the tribe."
Sukui Zhuzhu responded without hesitation.