"Roar, roar."
The black-haired Fierce Beast roared angrily, shaking the entire forest.
The heavy rain poured down, and in such close proximity, illuminated by flashes of lightning, she could clearly see the beast's condition.
Half of the horn on its forehead had been removed by her, its nose was sunken in, and its entire ugly beast face was a bloody mess.
There was a bloody hole on its back, with fresh blood constantly seeping from the wound.
The wound on its hoof was even worse, with flesh turned outward, bone deep.
Its whole body was matted with blood and water, looking extremely wretched.
Normally, with such severe injuries, any other fierce beast would have been unable to stand, but it still stared fiercely at Cheng Xiaoxiao with blood-red eyes, as if wanting to tear her apart and swallow her whole to vent its anger.
