Imagine being watched for several months in a post-apocalyptic world by a monstrous snake that could fly and crawl, had power that was terrifyingly immense, and could spray poisonous mist. The strain of such fear is unimaginable.
You wouldn't dare to flee for fear of revealing your weakness and provoking a catastrophic attack, nor would you dare to strike it knowing you wouldn't win.
The tension in such a situation is indescribable.
But when you see this colossal snake suddenly die in front of you, killed by one of the people you have been traveling with, the bewilderment coming from deep within you is profound.
Surprise was written all over the faces of the three of them as they stared at Li Ming who stood there calmly, just like a prehistoric beast.
"What's so surprising? When monsters get killed, they die. It's quite normal."
Next to the snake's corpse, Li Ming looked at the three people still in shock and shrugged. "I merely killed them, nothing remarkable about that."
