The monster pulled its arm back, and the doctor, who was still violently struggling on the ground, was dragged closer.
Due to the pain and fear, the doctor's hands were deeply embedded in the ground, leaving ten long finger marks on the surface.
Sensing the terrifying presence behind him, the doctor's face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
He was filled with regret now, regretting that he hadn't believed what had happened the previous night, regretting that he had insisted on coming here today to see for himself.
If he could do it all over again, he would abandon his so-called dignity and pride, discard everything he had previously believed, and maintain a sense of reverence for all that is unknown.
Unfortunately, among the myriad herbs in the world, the only one that does not exist is regret medicine.
The doctor could feel the monster's gaze fixed on him, and he could feel death drawing ever closer.
"Ah!!!"
