A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 36 More Fresh Meat.

Standing up as he stared at the view in front of him.

Archer stood on the tropical beach, his bare feet sinking into the hot sand.

In front of him stood a massive, dense tropical jungle that seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions.

ʼʼItʼs green hell all over again, I loved that game but this is stupid.ʼʼ

Itʼs towering trees and tangled vines looked menacing, and Archer could feel a sense of danger emanating from the dense foliage.

Despite the jungleʼs ominous presence, the waterʼs beauty still managed to captivate him.

The crystal-clear waves crashed on the shore, their gentle rhythms lapping at the sand.

The sea was teeming with colorful fish and other sea creatures, he spotted a small village In the distance.

As he took in the sight around him, he couldnʼt help but feel a sense of wonder at this strange landscape.

He may not have known what the future held, but for now, he was happy to make his way home while exploring.

Feeling his feet getting hot, he looked down and saw his boots were destroyed, sighing to himself.

The shirt was barely hanging on to his torso, and one pant leg was missing.

One boot was gone while the other was useless, he could see his toes as it was coming apart.

Stripping out of the shreds of cloth that remained on, he was standing on the hot sand in his birthday suit.

He quickly cast cleanse on himself while putting on new clothes.

RUMBLE!~

Archerʼs stomach rumbled, he pulled out some meat wraps and started eating while looking around for somewhere to sit down.

Spotting a large rock and he made his way over to it.

As he sat down Archer kept hearing weird hooting coming from behind him, all of a sudden his aura detection kicked in, pinpointing where the creature was coming from.

He quickly spun around while casting Plasma Shot at the beast, it came crashing down in a heap of blood and bones.

The massive, feathered body of the terror bird lay in front of Archer, its long snout and sharp claws frozen in a final, lifeless pose.

The creature had clearly been a formidable predator in life, with razor-sharp talons perfect for rending flesh from bone and powerful legs built for a swift pursuit.

But now, in death, it lay prone and defeated.

Its once-vibrant feathers were stained with blood and dirt, and even in its stillness, it seemed to exude a sense of menace and danger.

The terror birdʼs head lay twisted to the side, its beady, lifeless eyes staring up at Archer as if to challenge him even in death.

Its elongated beak lay open, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth that had undoubtedly caused a great deal of pain and suffering to those unfortunate enough to cross its path.

Archer couldnʼt help but feel a sense of awe and respect for the creature, even in death.

It was a testament to the incredible diversity and ferocity of the natural world, and as he stood over its lifeless body, he couldnʼt help but wonder what other dangers and wonders lay ahead on his journey.

Finished eating the meat wrap, he pulled out another as he sat on the beastʼs corpse, deciding to check his status.

[Experience: 100/9000]

[Level Up: 49>74]

[SP: 12>37]

[Rank Unlocked: Apprentice>Adept>Expert]

[Mana: 4430>4600]

[Constitution: 670>700]

[Void Blast: 3>4]

[Cosmic Sword: 3>4]

[Thunder Wave: 0>2]

[Call Lightning: 0>1]

[Fireball: 1>2]

[Regeneration: 3>5]

[Short Sword Mastery: 2>3]

[Aura-Detector: 1>2]

He was happy but soon got sad as he felt his broken horn, it was cut cleanly off, but it was slowly regrowing.

As he finished eating he felt a lot better, Archer pulled out a bottle of moon juice to drink, and after downing the drink he threw it away.

The drink reminded him of his earth motherʼs homemade lemonade, he shook his head to get rid of the thoughts, and he took his knife out and cut out the terror birdʼs heart.

Storing the heart and body for now, while looking around Archer remembered he saw a village so he made his way there.

As he approached the village, the air grew thick with an eerie atmosphere.

He saw villagers going about their business.

The thatched huts were haphazardly constructed, made from unevenly chopped timbers and bones.

Bones littered the ground, and Archerʼs stomach dropped as he realized that they were human remains.

When he noticed the villagers themselves were equally unsettling.

They wore simple loincloths of animal hides and feathers, but their skin was covered in tribal tattoos and ritual scars.

Moving with predatory grace, their eyes glinting with an otherworldly hunger.

The aroma of fire-roasted meat wafted through the air, and he could see human limbs roasting on spits over an open flame.

As he got closer to the village, all the people suddenly snapped their heads toward him, their expressions creepy and unreadable.

Archer noticed the sharp teeth and jagged claws that each villager bore, and he realized with a start that he had stumbled upon a cannibal village.

He tried to back away slowly, but it was too late.

They all quickly stood up with creepy smiles plastered on their faces as they stared at Archer.

Screaming in an unknown language not known to him.

ʼʼDemi-human meat!ʼʼ

ʼʼGet him!ʼ

ʼʼEat.ʼʼ

ʼʼMore fresh meat.ʼʼ

Archer was shocked but quickly cleared his head as he started casting Fire Missiles at them.

Explosions could be heard as violet flames hit their targets with pinpoint precision.

Controlling each missile to make sure the cannibals died, after finishing he used Aura-Detection and sensed another dozen or so hiding in the huts and nearby bushes.

He slowly started approaching again, when he first saw the village there were more than 20 cannibals roaming around but now there were only 12 bodies in front of him.

As he walked into the village, he quickly cast Cosmic Shield as two cannibals jumped off a thatch roof aiming straight for him.

Smash!~

Smash!~

The cannibalʼs bodies slammed against the see-through barrier that appeared around him, he giggled when he saw their shocked faces.

Summoning his swords, Archer plunged them into the two downed cannibals as he laughed.

Pulling his blades out as he spoke to the people hidden in a bush.

ʼʼStop hiding, youʼre all dead anyway.ʼʼ

He spoke in a singsong, lilting tone that sounded almost jovial, but the way they were spoken made the hiding cannibals feel unnerved.

Archer let out a creepy laugh as he noticed a group of three hiding.

Aiming his hand he shot a Fireball at the hidden cannibals.

A gust of wind blew past his face as a violet-colored ball of flames appeared above him and shot towards the bush with a powerful woosh.

ʼʼAhhhhhh.ʼʼ

ʼʼAhhhhhh.ʼʼ

ʼʼArghhh.ʼʼ

Two men and a woman came running out of the bushes screaming while covered head to toe in flames melting their skin and bones.

ʼʼHahahaha.ʼʼ

Archer started laughing when he saw them dropping dead before they could get any closer, he felt like he lost something as he watched the three burning.

ʼʼDamn, the hearts!ʼʼ

Archer got frustrated but in the end, it didnʼt matter there were more hearts he can get if he really wanted to.

With five down and seven to go, he started hunting the cannibals killing them, once they were all dead he looked around the village.

After he was done with the killing he went around cutting out the hearts, and he managed to loot 23 hearts altogether.

Archer burned all the bodies he didnʼt want to put their bodies into his Item Box.

He wandered around the village as he found loads of coins in a chest, he wondered where they got it from as he finished his search two hours later.

Altogether he found 200 gold coins and 123 silver coins, but he found a lot of sailor uniforms.

Archer also found a lot of dried meat in crates, wondering where all this came from, he still stored it all as he exited the village from the opposite side he entered.

Once he left the village he saw a wrecked merchant boat on the beach, walking over to it while he was examining it.

The once-majestic vessel lay battered and broken.

Its splintered hull and torn sails are a testament to the unforgiving power of the ocean.

Its once-proud masts now list at odd angles, tangled ropes still clinging to them like the vines of a dying plant.

The deck is littered with debris, from shattered timbers to overturned crates that once held precious cargo.

The smell of saltwater and wood permeates the air, mingling with the cries of gulls circling overhead.

Itʼs clear that the ship has been here for a week at most, weathered by storms and baked by the sun, a haunting reminder of the dangers that lurk beyond the safety of the shore.

Archer noticed some of the planks of the ship were dented inwards.

ʼʼMaybe a sea creature attacked it, causing them to run aground here.ʼʼ

Turning around and remembering the cooked body parts then it hit him as his body shivered at the thought.

ʼʼOhhh, they got captured by the crazies and eaten, thatʼs where the coins came from.ʼʼ

Nodding his head, Archer was happy with himself as he solved the shipwreck mystery.

Jumping into the ship and started looking around for anything he can loot.

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