But fortunately, at the end of the blood trail, it was the family pig that had been bitten to death, with the blood flowing from its wounds onto the ground.
A hundred meters from the village entrance, under the sunlight, several beams of light reflected off the scales onto the villagers' faces, blinding them.
After adjusting their position, they saw clearly what was happening a hundred meters away; it was several giant white snakes.
As soon as the villagers saw the snakes, they remembered the poisonous snake massacre in the village a month ago.
Clearly, the dead family pig was the handiwork of these giant snakes.
But fortunately, it seemed these giant snakes were not poisonous, otherwise, what would be left on the ground wouldn't be red blood, but black pus.
"What's up with these giant snakes? Why are they always targeting our Great Wilderness Border Village?"
"A perfectly healthy family pig just got bitten to death like that, which family's pig is it?"
