"AAARGH—!"
Another bizarre howl rang out.
Just like the one before, it sounded like the shrill scream of someone being tortured, yet also like the furious roar of a wounded beast.
The cry echoed across the water for quite a while before gradually fading away.
Jiang Qiao and Dragon Tiger Daoist exchanged a glance.
Neither of them spoke.
In a place like this, in such an environment, with such a bizarre sound, neither knew what to say for a moment.
There was something indescribable in that howl.
They sensed a kind of...
Call for help?
Yes.
A call for help!
It was not something conveyed by the howl itself, but rather a feeling that naturally surfaced in their minds after hearing it.
After quite a while.
Dragon Tiger Daoist finally spoke first. "Benefactor Jiang, what do you think that thing is?"
"Hard to say."
Jiang Qiao leaned against the railing, his gaze fixed on the pitch-black water. "Personally, I'm more inclined to think it's some kind of mutated creature infected by the supernatural."
"The sound came from the water."
"And it had an echo."
"That means it isn't too far from us."
"A mutated creature?" Dragon Tiger Daoist knew about animals infected by the supernatural, but most of them were relatively weak. He really could not imagine a mutated creature this terrifying.
But since Jiang Qiao had said it, he did not doubt him.
After all, this man had seen far more than he had.
He was nowhere near comparable.
"Will it swim over here?" he asked.
"I don't know." Jiang Qiao shrugged. "But if it really does swim over, there's nothing we can do. This is its territory, and the two of us are like ducks out of water right now. Where could we run?"
Dragon Tiger Daoist fell