372 A Mutant At That

Alan felt his hair stand in shock as well when he looked into the crystal ball. The Crimson Python was at least a dozen meters in length, and when it spread its fleshy wings, it covered the whole sky. On top of its head was a pair of blood-red eyes, glowing icily, while a couple of fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth. As it opened and closed its jaws, thick puffs of smoke and flames spewed out…

How could Alan not know about the infamous Crimson Python? It was one of the strongest magical beasts of the Blackstone Mountains; it was said that an adult Crimson Python was at least level-18, and some mutants could even surpass level-20 and become a truly Legendary magical beast!

"Oh no, President Felic went alone, what if something happens?" The Crimson Python was at least level-18. No matter how optimistic Alan was, he would never think that President Felic alone could hold off the Crimson Python.

Alan hurriedly told Gavin the news.