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... understand the deep forest layer's gimmick.

Two types of mid-bosses, various named-level monsters including the shadow fang tiger, and a faction war.

When you become enemies with the beast-type mid-boss "forest master," ordinary monsters transform into beast-type monsters. These creatures form larger packs than goblins or kobolds, excel at cooperative hunting, and have keen senses—a gimmick that increases the field's difficulty.

When you become enemies with the wraith-typ ...

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