Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 724 - 230: Tribal Invasion, The Arrival of the Titan Giant (10k)_3

Later, he told her that he had become a Ranger.

In the astonished gaze of that girl, and during the leisure time after each patrol, if there was sufficient time, he would head to the town to see the girl he loved.

They had recently fallen in love.

The mundane everyday suddenly became so much more heated, and now, with the rotation time approaching, he was really getting antsy.

"After this ends, I'll go see her! If possible, it would be best to discuss the engagement date!"

Now, our relationship is also stable, and in terms of work, the location is relatively close.

So it's decided, I'll go to the town right after and discuss with her, hoping to get married in town next month after the busy period!"

Midgar thought, and an involuntary smile of happiness appeared on his face.

A wonderful new life was just in front of him.

Just as he was thinking this, a bright light suddenly rose in the overcast sky.

Midgar frowned, a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Is someone being attacked?"

Midgar instinctively pulled out his alert equipment, and with a series of operations, the alert device rose into the air.

The rumbling sound resounded once more.

After activating the alert, Midgar did not stay in place, but shouted, "Xiao Jiu, use the sticky silk!"

The Slime named Xiao Jiu instantly shot sticky silk towards a huge swamp tree in the distance.

The Slime's glue contracted upon connecting with the tree, pulling Midgar swiftly towards the distant tree.

Staying in place after firing the alert flare was absolutely a way to court death.

Not everyone could shout "Resurrect, my love" and then live a second or third life.

Obviously, the Lancaster Swamp was facing an unknown enemy, and the Rangers who made the first contact with the enemy could barely put up any resistance.

To stay meant waiting for someone to track the direction of the flare and kill him.

Midgar was quite aware of his own strength.

His colleague had launched a "Danger Flare" with the alert device, not the "Support Flare" that would be fired upon encountering an evenly matched enemy, nor the "Invasion Flare" that would be launched when facing a large-scale invader.

This already spoke volumes: his situation was very dangerous, and it was very likely that he had already been killed after launching the alert flare.

"Who could it be?"

With the help of the Slime, Midgar moved swiftly through the huge trees in the swamp, and soon he arrived at the canopy of a gigantic tree near the swamp.

This tree, much taller than the other swamp trees, stood like a righteous sword thrust upon the land, known as the Golden Tree.

The Golden Tree, originating from the Twisted Jungle and towering nearly a hundred meters or even taller, was truly the perfect observation point for the Rangers who had become mounted knights.

Perched in the tree canopy, Midgar immediately began gathering intelligence on the surroundings.

Before long, he found what he was looking for, and cold sweat involuntarily flowed down.

"Was the peaceful life we barely regained about to be disrupted by a bunch of outsiders?"

He looked bewilderedly at the boats on the waters of the Great Swamp, dressed up in bones, his face revealing disbelief.

"The Tribal 'Skull Warship'? Have they gone mad? Why would they want to go to war with Lancaster?"

As he found it incomprehensible, a bright light flashed on the ship.

In the sky filled with fog and poison, a sudden bright light flashed, and by the time Midgar reacted, a gigantic fluffy hand, big enough to cover the sky, crashed down thunderously.

The terrifying pressure made Midgar on the tree canopy almost unable to move, and the morning sunlight also seemed to be obscured by the attack of the fluffy hand.

For a moment, everything seemed to have dimmed down.

"What... what is that?" Midgar struggled to express a raspy voice from his throat, a chilling sense of impending death pervading his body.

He saw the cold visage of the monster that blocked the sky.

In a trance, he seemed to see a massive amount of steam being expelled from that fluffy hand, almost instantly compressing the surrounding miasma.

As hoped, Midgar saw the true form of the creature.

It was a giant twisted being that seemed to have sensed the fear in Midgar's eyes. It did not attack immediately but chose to stoop down slowly, approaching Midgar.

Midgar looked in shock at the face in the sky, whose surface seemed scorched away, exposing the gruesome muscles beneath the skin, and those teeth that, though smiling, gave the impression of being targeted by Death.

How could it be possible? Why would such a gigantic creature exist on this continent?

For the inexperienced Midgar, this was something he could never understand in his lifetime, and it was also a nightmarish scene he truly did not want to face right now.

He only felt that his brain, somewhat sluggish from staying up all night, seemed to be blank from extreme fear, feeling like his thoughts had hardened or even stopped.