In the dense forest of the Eastern Wilderness.
A frenzied aura was wantonly spreading.
This area had become one where only combat and slaughter could exist.
The whips formed by crazily growing weeds were lashing frantically at the Night Watchers, attacking the surrounding flowers and plants as well.
Twisted trees swayed, their twisted trunks striking randomly like heavy hammers, seeming ready to uproot themselves in their crazed posture.
"Get out of my way, you piece of crap!"
A Night Watcher, slightly angered, veins bulging on his neck, wielded his sword to slash at the surrounding weeds and tree trunks.
For a moment, grass fragments flew everywhere.
"Calm down, take it easy!"
Another Night Watcher beside him was trying to dissuade him.
The downside of extreme attribute allocation was evident at this moment.
Blessing had brought power, but it also counteracted will, making one irritable and prone to extreme emotions.
Extreme emotions drove people insane.
