Chapter: 619

As he walked to the edge of the rock, his feet made some light splash sounds as if there were pools of blood.

Clearly many had been slain, so where were all the bodies?

“Someone help me down.” he commanded as he held out his hand.

Blue answered the call and dashed over to assist its master.

Jay felt strange holding the skeleton’s bony hand. It was like holding some cold wet sticks, though Jay would soon realise that they felt wet because of all the blood.

For now though, the skeleton continued to lead him forward, though Jay was sure the rock ended here.

He was curious, but decided to trust his skeleton anyway and felt around slowly with his foot.

*Squelch~*

Despite it being dark, Jay’s eyes bulged as he felt like he took a step right into the stink-rat marsh.

He connected the dots quickly as he just realised where all the dead wolves were hiding.

“So that’s what happened” Jay frowned as he was forced to walk down a ramp of mutilated wolf corpses.

“They simply threw the dead bodies over the side… well, I guess I would have done the same.” he shrugged.

*Shr-Shring!~*

[30 Exp]

Another perreton wolf was disassembled in mid-air, and by the sounds of it, it landed right on the pile.

“Excellent,” Jay smiled.

He used his gauntlet and got to work, as he tenderly extracted all the bones from the large corpse pile.

For a moment, his green mana gently lit up this part of the forest with a soft glow.

It wasn’t bright enough to attract anything, but Jay could see the outlines of the bones through the wolves flesh and so now he could easily walk himself around the rock and extract all of them without tripping over.

What stood out to him was the colours of the wolves. He didn’t see it before since the skeleton’s vision had no colour, but their tails were pure white.

Jay made sure to loot the wolves too, gaining forty more teeth and twenty hides, but it seemed that to get the white tails, he would have to physically remove them.

Normally he wouldn’t bother, but this time he made an exception.

“Oh, they look so soft…” he thought as he kneeled to touch one.

It was just as he suspected – they were unreasonably soft; so soft that it would have put royalty to shame.

It would take some time to harvest them, but Jay just woke up from sleeping on his swag and really didn’t want to do this for the next few months, or however long he would be in the wild. The swag was comfortable enough, but this was a better option, a far better option.