North shore of the Baiyue Strait, northwestern part of Potato Harbor, behind a one-step-wide trench lay a three-meter-high dirt wall, buffered by a fence made of sharpened wooden stakes at the front.
Just off the fence wall, in the nearby brush, lay bodies strewn haphazardly everywhere.
Most of them were left by Variants, and a few were unprepared players caught off guard.
Looking at the bodies on the ground and the mud almost dyed red with blood, Elena, who just turned off her rifle's safety, said with a subtle expression, "I always have this illusion."
Standing beside her, Gnome King Riches looked at her.
"What kind of feeling?"
Gazing at the dense rainforest and thickets in front of her, Elena pondered for a long time and said with uncertainty, "...This land feels as if it's alive."
