"Strange, where's Seven-Star? Where did Seven-Star go?"
The burly man stood before the head, looking left and right. In the end, he remained where he was with a baffled expression, while the four behind him hurried to his side.
"C-Captain, it seems we really got it wrong. This thing doesn't look like a Seven-Star Python—it looks more like... a Heaven-Devouring Python."
Upon hearing his subordinate's words, the burly man's eyes abruptly widened as he stared at the head before him. His gaze then swept again and again across that endless body.
As time passed, the burly man's body began to tremble faintly, drops of cold sweat falling from the corners of his eyes.
"It's... it's over. We... we got it wrong. Th-this, this is a Heaven-Devouring Python."
The burly man stammered. A Heaven-Devouring Python—this was a Heaven-Devouring Python! Though both the Heaven-Devouring Python and the Seven-Star Python were pythons, the difference in their strength was like heaven and earth.
A single Heaven-Devouring Python was enough to lay their entire tribe to waste, yet now, it had actually been slain?
And their group had intended to snatch prey from those who had killed the Heaven-Devouring Python?
"N-No wonder they're so strong. Captain, what do we do now? Those people are ruthless enough to kill a Heaven-Devouring Python. If we handle this badly, not only will we die, but the tribe behind us won't escape disaster either."
The subordinate at his side wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke tremblingly. The other three all looked to their captain with pleading eyes.
If this was not handled properly, they would all be finished here.
The burly man, as the captain, turned around with an utterly calm expression.
"Friend, my name is Hang Dali. May I ask how you are addressed?"
Hang Dali