"There are no survivors." An Fan's words were like a drop of cold water, and Fan Mu's heart trembled.
Yong Hwang continued, ``It seemed like the whole village had been attacked by something. There were traces of destruction and blood stains all over the village. Almost the entire village disappeared overnight.
If a village were attacked by a mad beast, there would definitely be sharp claw marks and bite marks left on the village, but there were none. I couldn't quite imagine where the slime came from, apart from the slime that seemed to be flying everywhere. What animal fulfills the characteristics that it is impossible to have such destructive power, but can leave behind this slime? It should be related to normal animals.
In this destroyed village, you were the only one who stayed there recently and luckily escaped. What's more, the second night after you left, the village was wiped out. It's hard not to think about you too much. ”
Fan Mu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the pinch. All I could hear was An Fan whispering, ``Look, just a few days ago, I finally found the village, and it was half destroyed.'' The remains of food, foul-smelling meat and blood were vomited into the shadows of the mountains on the outskirts of the village. That scene...you can't imagine it. ”
Hearing this, Fang Mu started shaking his head. I didn't know whether to say I couldn't believe it or deny Yasukata's words that he couldn't imagine such a shocking and tragic situation.
Of course Fang Mu could believe it, and he could also imagine the terrifying scene. When the mucus evaporates, the mountain of corpses and sea of blood turns into dense white bones, just like the ``Land of Bones'' in Rongsan Cave.
Fang Mu looked up at the two, his red eyes showing great anger, but he calmly said: "The one who did it was a frog, a descendant of the frog god."
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