Long Yangjun's Message
Editor: Atlas Studios
It was lying on the ground like a hill that had collapsed in an earthquake. The rise and fall of its stomach had not calmed down yet. Its red eyes were now covered in a layer of grey-brown haze. The scent of life was pouring out like a broken hourglass.
Li Yao slowly stood up from his hiding place and quietly walked to the front. He observed this untimely prehistoric ferocious beast… Perhaps even in death, it would not understand what had happened and why the surrounding world had become so "terrifying".
Before it was completely dead, a lot of vines and creepers were already crawling on its body like hungry insects.
The lumps on the surface of its body were shivering weirdly, too, like plump fruits. They exploded and flew out, producing clusters of bright purple and dark gold butterflies!
Butterflies flew into the sky. Gold and purple smoke rose up from the corpses of the prehistoric beasts.