The black snake's head turned pale due to blood loss, its slit-like pupils in the Ring Python were devoid of any luster, leaving only the bundle-like muscles, twitching and contracting unconsciously as it opened and closed its snake mouth.
"The Ring Python is dead."
The Great Demon bowed its head.
The atmosphere was oppressively terrifying.
Lin Jie turned its head, its snake pupils surveying the surroundings, finally resting its gaze on the three Great Demons of the Black Python, questioning, "Before the Ring Python died, what were you doing?"
"We... we..."
The Black Python, Lantern Fish, and Gan Fish glanced at each other, hemming and hawing.
