The frogs croak, the toads croon, yet Sandwin seems unable to distinguish between the two.
Whether it be in their vocalizations, physical appearances, or even their palatability...
After listening to Night Sanger's informative discourse, Sandwin's self-satisfied expression gradually froze. From skepticism to incredulity, he ended up turning pale, seemingly on the verge of choking himself.
Night Sanger sighed heavily, patting Sandwin's back firmly.
"Don't be hasty; I didn't say you can't eat toads. Once you peel off the skin, there's little difference from frogs. By the way, have you peeled it?"
Hearing this, Sandwin immediately clamped his mouth shut and crouched down.
"Haven't peeled it? Seems like the toxicity of these toads isn't that high..." Night Sanger shrugged, looking towards the water pond ahead.
The Ghost Needle Grass here was dense and tall, but it couldn't conceal the colossal toad resembling a wooden house. Roughly estimating, there were fifty or sixty terrifying black shadows,
Oh, there might be even more when stacked together, but it still wasn't enough.
After all, the calls for mating were so passionate; there should be quite a few single toads earnestly flaunting their vocal prowess.
"Speaking of these giant toads, how do you deal with them?" Night Sanger curiously inquired.
During the daytime encounters with these toads, he would flee without a second thought, as their size was truly intimidating.
Sandwin retched for a while but failed to produce anything. He then remembered that his undead digestion capacity had greatly diminished. Nevertheless, he no longer struggled.
"It's simple, just fish them."
"Fishing?" Night Sanger was somewhat puzzled.
"How about you demonstrate how?" Sandwin suggested.
"This..." Sandwin looked somewhat hesitant, but considering the insignificance of the matter, he nodded.
"The method is straightforward; you just need to consider yourself as bait. These toads... although they seem large, their vision is weak. Beyond 50 meters, they are essentially blind, making it easy to handle."
After explaining, Sandwin patted Steeltooth, signaling it to stay in place. He then proceeded slowly toward the group of blackwater giant toads.
However, his speed was slow, almost crawling. Whenever a giant toad looked his way, he would immediately freeze, not moving until the toad turned its head and resumed singing.
"Surprisingly, you know their habits. Not bad," Night Sanger commented, rubbing his chin.
Sandwin cautiously approached the outermost blackwater giant toad, then used his sword to pick up a Ghost Needle Grass and threw it directly at the toad. The toad immediately turned its head towards him.
Seeing this, Sandwin turned around and fled. The ridiculed toad leaped up and chased him, while the rest of the toads continued swaying their heads in a chorus, apparently suffering from severe nearsightedness.
Seeing Sandwin easily lure one blackwater giant toad, Night Sanger furrowed his brow.
Although this method of aggro was effective, why not use a faster mount? Why rely on his own two legs to attract the hate?
Indeed, that giant toad leaped six or seven meters, and Sandwin's two legs were obviously not enough to escape a few jumps. Just as he barely distanced himself from the toad group, the toad was only ten meters away from him.
"At this distance, he's in danger if he doesn't do something..." Night Sanger, who had witnessed the attack range of the toad, judged.
Perhaps sensing the danger, Sandwin turned around to face the blackwater giant toad directly, assuming a serious stance.
"Is it coming?" Night Sanger widened his eyes, afraid of missing any details.
Even if he had the Windriding Steps, he wasn't confident in dodging the lightning-fast tongue at this distance. What secret technique or skill did Sandwin have to solo this giant toad?
Anticipating eagerly, there was a sudden splashing sound, and Sandwin disappeared into the night.
Night Sanger: ...
Damn it!
After all that preparation, he ended up being the first round meal. Is this fishing?
This is more like a gift!
Night Sanger glanced at the blackwater giant toad, gurgling and moving its lower jaw in place. Swallowing his saliva, he was about to draw his sword to rescue, but he saw the crocodile nonchalantly using its front claws to pick its teeth.
"No, this steel-tooth clearly has formed a mount contract with Sandwin. Look at its demeanor; it's not anxious at all, and..."
Night Sanger glanced at the Soul Sea, confirming that Sandwin's soul box was intact, which meant...
"Gulp?"
Hearing an unusual sound, Night Sanger looked towards the blackwater giant toad, only to see a faint blue light emanating from its belly. The toad began frantically scratching and clawing at its belly with its short front limbs until...
Boom!
The blackwater giant toad suddenly burst into pieces, and Sandwin, adorned with yellowish toad fat and white-blue intestines, reappeared.
The frigid flames on his body rolled, shattering the stains, and he nonchalantly shook his head, raising the sword-spear in his hand towards Night Sanger.
"Done!"
Night Sanger: ...
"So, you just used your equipment to resist the terrifying stomach acid of the blackwater giant toad and then killed it from the inside?" Night Sanger looked at Steeltooth excitedly devouring the toad's internal organs, frowning.
"Ah, of course. The stomach acid of that toad is terrifying. Even Steeltooth couldn't withstand it, so I had to do it myself. But they pose no threat to me."
Of course, no threat!
Do you think your equipment, stripped from a fallen undead general, is of any level you can't handle?
I thought you had some unique skill or technique!
Turns out, you just brute-forced it with your equipment!
Night Sanger rubbed his forehead and sighed. He definitely wouldn't dare to emulate Sandwin. When Sandwin emerged, he was an individual; when he emerged, he could only be described as a lump...
However, it wasn't without gains. Firstly, the long-awaited 1 point of soul energy was in hand. Secondly, after dragging the gutted toad carcass back to Thundering City and ignoring Sandwin's strange gaze, Night Sanger directly skinned, butchered, and grilled it over a fire.
As the plump toad legs entered his empty stomach, a massive amount of life energy surged into Night Sanger's body.
"Fantastic!"
If a 50-pound goblin corpse could provide him with 1 point of life energy, then this over 100-pound half-toad leg could give him nearly 10 points of life energy!
Directly increased by 5 times!
And 10 points of life energy could be converted into 1 point of soul energy. The meat on this blackwater giant toad should weigh at least a thousand pounds. In other words...
A single blackwater giant toad could provide him with at least 10 points of soul energy!
No wonder Sandwin could maintain his activity for twenty years without falling into dormancy. It seems the credit goes
to these blackwater giant toads!
Stroking the system prompt indicating the toad skin as premium material, Night Sanger looked at Sandwin with complex emotions.
"Old Sand, considering this long night..."