Just as the two were about to continue their escape from the woods, a figure blocked their path.
"OINK…"
The black Wild Boar Beast looked at the two tender-looking humans before it and grunted triumphantly. Its mouth gaped open, and saliva dripped onto the grass with a steady DRIP, DRIP, DRIP.
Originally, there were no Mutant Beasts in the woods bordering this road. But as luck would have it, a few days ago, a torrential downpour had struck the northern mountains of Qiong City.
The storm triggered a flash flood, which washed this unlucky black Wild Boar Beast into a river.
The black Wild Boar Beast had thought it was going to drown, thrashing in its final death throes. Unexpectedly, it managed to survive.
However, it could no longer return to its original habitat, as the river currents had carried it all the way to Qiong City's southeastern region.
