C71 Elder Black Centipede

The patterned saber-toothed tiger ignited the stench of blood. Its eyes were red. If it was during his time of complete victory, the two humans in front of him would only be a piece of cake for him to fill the gaps between his teeth. It roared in a low voice. The dignity of the King of the Jungle was not allowed to be trampled on!

It opened its mouth wide