Death Soul Mosquito
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Monn, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his drowsy eyes.
He turned around and sat up from the tree crown. He stretched his body comfortably, and then jumped up.
He made a beautiful turn from the tree and landed firmly on the ground.
Amidst the buzzing sound of insects, a giant mosquito the size of a cattail leaf fan rushed toward Monn's neck purposely.
It used its mouthpart, which had sucked the blood of countless people and taken their lives, to stab straight at Monn's neck with a clear aim.
Monn held a small flame in his hand as if nothing had happened.
The unusually ferocious mosquito was precisely burned by the small flame when it was just in front of him. In the blink of an eye, it turned into black ash.
"Everyone, pay attention. There are death soul mosquitoes here."