Chapitre 95: Someone Is Going to Slay a Dragon

In a depth of a cavern somewhere, a chrysalis the size of a blue whale was laid on the ground.

Giant Yellowjackets kept coming out of a slit on its back. As soon as those Giant Yellowjackets appeared, they flew out of the cavern through the tens of complicated routes toward the woods.

In front of this massive chrysalis, there was a somber-looking man with a mysterious pattern tattooed on him.

The man held a mirror in his hand, watching it intently.

The mirror displayed videos of Giant Yellowjackets attacking people all around, it even transmitted sound from the scene.

Every time someone had fallen, the man would lick his lips with his blood-red tongue and the tattoo across his face would start writhing as he smiled, his bloodlust satiated.

Later, the insects could no longer find their targets. Instead, they were met with resistance.