Leaves were falling quietly.
The dusty road seemed to have suffered greatly from the passage of time. Occasionally, a few shadows would flash by before frantically howling in anguish.
On the uneven ground, the dark green moss and deep red rocks hid countless dangers.
A Trapper was hiding behind a pile of rocks.
This Trapper, as was typical of his kind, was very patient.
Perhaps it was due to the Race's innate restriction… They couldn't move very fast.
The only threatening part was the bloody maw hidden under a rock.
A careless traveler would fall into the trap and end up in the Trapper's mouth.
This insatiable lifeform wouldn't let go of that opportunity. At that split second, it would spit out a very powerful acid that even Legend powerhouses wouldn't be able to keep resisting. As for ordinary people, they would basically be corroded into tasty flesh in an instant and absorbed through the Trapper's countless holes.
