When the two beasts entered the building, they realized that something was wrong.
It was very quiet inside, but there was a rather strange… heartbeat sound?
Normally, not to mention the Metal Devouring Flood Dragon, even the Werewolf Scout might not be able to hear this voice so clearly.
However, in today's extremely quiet environment, not only could this heartbeat be heard by them, it was even… even a little loud.
"Did you hear that?"
The Werewolf Scout, who could already speak, looked at the "big snake" at the side.
The Metal Devouring Flood Dragon looked around with its golden eyes in the dark and nodded slowly.
Then, it spat out the scarlet and slender tongue in its mouth.
Although the Metal Devouring Flood Dragon was no longer a snake, many of its characteristics had not faded.
For example, identifying the direction of the "prey" in a dark environment.
