It took a full hour and a half of sand to return to a hidden den with this abyssal human.
The life traits of these abyssal humans, although more robust than ordinary humans of the Wizard World, were only at the level of a Knight, pitifully weak. Green strolled within the den, listening to their language, which had far fewer syllables than the Ancient Wizard Language and bore no relation to the Modern Wizard Language at all.
Inside the den, about two hundred abyssal humans were gathered, their bodies covered with Abyss Moss, serving as their perfect protective layer.
Perhaps due to the loss of social relations among humans, not only had these abyssal humans not advanced into the path of Wizards, but even their emotional richness, intelligent thoughts, and expressions, typical of ordinary humans of the Wizard World, had significantly degenerated.
