"Pff..."
The Mothman collapsed to the ground, its body beginning to twitch involuntarily as a result of natural reflexes.
Because its heart was no longer pumping blood, its body was rapidly deteriorating.
Although it was a monster, its physiological structure was still that of a living organism and couldn't escape these commonalities.
"You... really deserve to die!" The Mothman suddenly opened its mouth, looking bitterly at Ning Wangyang.
Ning Wangyang lay not far from the Mothman, his body also covered in blood. Hearing the Mothman speak took him by surprise.
However, he didn't respond, knowing that he had to focus all his energy on recovering, and speaking would just be a waste of effort.
Nevertheless, the shock in Ning Wangyang's eyes couldn't be concealed.
"This monster is truly high-grade, it can even speak?" Ning Wangyang couldn't help but wonder, "But where did it learn to speak?"
