"You dare to come here and steal our treasures? You've courted your death! I'll chase you to the ends of Heavenly Punishment, and kill you!" There was still no reply. And, this had made the Mystic Beast King—who was chief of all the poisonous beasts—extremely mad.
[Two generations of Lords had wished for it for hundreds of years. Millions of Mystic Beasts had labored for three-hundred-and-fifty years to grow this. Many of my brothers and sisters had been anxiously waiting for hundreds of years for this fruit. Could it be that I've lost it?]
[This isn't good! I'd rather die than allow this to happen!]
