Seeing that Li Tian had regained his consciousness, the fat cat's big eyes revealed a trace of joy.
Although fat cat had just breathed in some of the blood, it was still something that did not have much of an effect on it.
Li Tian knew that he had almost walked through the gates of hell this time. He immediately stood up and sized up the monster that was the size of a Hill.
Li Tian wasn't sure if it was because of the mysterious energy, but his eyes were much clearer, and his facial features were much sharper.
The mountain-like beast was actually a ferocious gargoyle. It was quietly absorbing the illusionary blood veins, and it seemed to be enjoying it.
"Feelings are like drugs," Li Tian thought to himself. The gargoyles reminded him of the drug addicts on earth, who took marijuana, opium, and heroin.
Could it be that the demonic beasts here had become like this because of these blood veins? And these blood lines were produced by the strange red clouds above?
