Shen Bingmiao's information was extremely detailed, so detailed that it included introductions to the approximate overall strength of the various racial factions within the entire Blood Kingdom and the relationships between them.

It even mentioned the preferred combat methods of each race.

Although this world was barbaric, backward, revered combat and personal valor, and advocated dueling, it did not oppose ambushes during battle.

In essence, most of the factions in the Black Marsh world were "hunting peoples," differing only in subdivisions like nomadic hunting, fishing and hunting, and so on.

And hunting meant using wisdom to fight.

Even the most notoriously reckless Blood Rakshasas and Barbarians still understood this.

The "Glory Festival" was also a competition where "hunting" played a larger part—any means were permitted as long as victory in combat was achieved.

The sudden extinguishing of the torchlight instantly made Lin Yu realize...

The person in the distance had entered hunting mode.

And that person had likely set their sights on him.

In the quiet darkness, Lin Yu slowed his breathing.

With the [Moonshine Affinity] buff that enhanced vision in darkness, even under the shroud of night, Lin Yu's sight wasn't too restricted, it was just slightly diminished compared to when there was light.

But even so, Lin Yu dared not let his guard down.

Because for the tribal people of the Black Marsh world, what they often faced during night hunts were nocturnal beasts and monsters with excellent night vision.

Not to mention, the terrain was still dense forest, so there were many natural obstacles formed by trees and shrubs.

"If it's a Barbarian, they're probably hiding in the shrubs, and if it's a Blood Rakshasa, they're probably up in the trees."

Lin Yu cautiously surveyed his surroundings and moved closer to Stiller.

Everything around was silent, without even a rustle of wind through grass.

At this point, even Stiller was starting to doubt it.

"Are they really coming for us, boss?" Stiller whispered. "We don't have any trophies from prey on us now. According to the rules of this competition... there shouldn't be any reason to target us, right?"

"Other contestants are definitely harder to deal with than beasts. Starting a fight with other contestants right at the beginning, with almost no intel, is definitely not a wise move."

Lin Yu shook his head. "That's the Sleepless City way of thinking. You're too civilized, Stiller..."

"For the people of the Black Marsh world, winning a fight is reason enough—especially since this is the 'Glory Festival.'"

"If they wanted rationality and wisdom, this event shouldn't even be held." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Lin Yu said.

And the moment Lin Yu's words fell...

"Whoosh—!"

A cold arrow suddenly shot out from the shadows. Lin Yu and Stiller simultaneously dodged.

"Thunk!"

The sharp arrow embedded itself into the tree behind them, sinking deep into the wood!

With that kind of penetrating power, neither Stiller's combat suit nor the [Intermediate Protective Suit] Lin Yu was wearing could possibly block it.

"They really came!"

Stiller said, turning with Lin Yu to look in the direction the arrow came from—a patch of low shrubs.

At that moment, the shrubs rustled and swayed as if something was fleeing.

Lin Yu and Stiller immediately gave chase in that direction.

But...

After three steps, both men simultaneously made an abrupt change of direction.

Stiller drew the [Fear Torch] Lin Yu had given him, while Lin Yu drew the [Seeking Enemy Dagger]!

"Bang!"

Both men simultaneously swung their weapons, striking a tall man leaping down from a tree!

"Hiss!"

Pale flames erupted, illuminating the appearance of the attacker.

About two meters tall, body smeared with dried red pigment, holding a spear with both hands—it was a Blood Rakshasa!

He was solidly hit in the head by Stiller, and Lin Yu's [Seeking Enemy Dagger] was embedded in his lower abdomen.

In just one encounter, he was severely wounded.

The Blood Rakshasa staggered back two steps in surprise, spat a large mouthful of blood onto the ground, and his eyes turned crimson red from blood congestion.

"To actually... be discovered!"

"How is this possible?!"

He spoke. Lin Yu let out a sigh.

"Using a ground bow trap to mislead us, a pretty good idea..."

This Blood Rakshasa had used a simple tactic: first, set up a ground bow trap to fire an arrow with a delay.

Then, hide in a tree, waiting for an opportunity to ambush—probably decided after seeing there were two of them, him and Stiller.

However, the tricks of beasts and birds are few.

Blood Rakshasas weren't exactly masters of "strategy" to begin with.

Not to mention, Lin Yu was a 『Fraudster』. If he fell for such a cheap trick, he might as well return this 『Unique Class』 to the 『Death Game』!

To him, most lifeforms in the Black Marsh world were no different from wild beasts.

As for how Lin Yu and Stiller pinpointed which tree this guy was in, it was simple.

Although the opponent had hidden himself very well and had maintained an extremely calm state all along,

when he saw Lin Yu and Stiller approaching, he couldn't help but feel excitement, joy, and agitation.

And once such intense emotions arose, naturally, they couldn't escape the notice of Stiller, who hailed from "Truth Corporation."

If Lin Yu activated the [Mind-Peeping Eyepiece], he could also make the opponent have nowhere to hide—but with Stiller around, he could save one use of an [item].

But Lin Yu naturally wouldn't explain any of this to the opponent.

That Blood Rakshasa, confident from the start to seek out other contestants to fight, was clearly a top fighter from some tribe.

Even though he was caught off guard and seriously wounded by Lin Yu and Stiller's preemptive strike, after putting some distance between them, he still maintained a state where he could fight.

"Come! Humans!"

He roared lowly, brandishing the spear in his hands as he prepared to charge forward.

Stiller frowned slightly.

"Really troublesome. Not falling down even after that level of heavy blow and blood loss. It almost reminds me of those modified monsters among the Great Wasteland people."

In the Misty Islands [dungeon], even those psychiatric doctor monsters created by Old Zheng, who were taller than this Blood Rakshasa, didn't feel particularly difficult for Stiller to deal with.

But the Blood Rakshasa before him forced him to take the situation seriously.

Whether it was the opponent's physical fitness, combat skills, or fighting will, they all gave Stiller a bit of a headache.

"It'll be a bit difficult to take him down without injury, boss. You step back first."

Stiller said, but the next second...

"Bang!"

The smell of gunpowder wafted over, and a beautiful, crisp sound rang out. A bloody hole appeared right in the center of this spear-wielding Blood Rakshasa's forehead, and he slumped to the ground.

Lin Yu calmly holstered his gun.

"Pays the price for never having seen a firearm. I'd already raised my hand and aimed, yet he showed no intention of dodging at all."

He had used the [One-Shot Revolver].

Even though this thing only had one bullet, and the [Miserly Wealthy One] he'd just temporarily activated didn't give him a "freebie," Lin Yu's attitude towards [items] had always been to save where he should and spend where he should.

Since Stiller judged this guy was tough to deal with, then shoot first and ask questions later.