C262 Wind and Rain Scripture Pavilion

"F * ck!" Roaring, I picked up the body of the snake, tore off the head of the snake that was still nibbling on my palm, and swung it like a whip, continuously smashing into the rocks and trees until I was exhausted and staggered and fell into the mud.

Breathing heavily in the mud, I sat with bloodied hands. Looking at the snake head, which had already been smashed into a pulp by me