Returning to Extreme Night City

"The eyes are where the life essence of the Mankestre snake is, and it looks like this huge snake is about to die!"

Murphy looked at the huge snake, which was in its last moments, and said rather bleakly.

"Be optimistic my old friend!" Towards Murphy's bleakness, Leylin discovered that he actually could not utter any words of comfort.

After all, the casualties, this time, were too much. From a group of roughly 30 people, the Black Iron Guards were completely wiped out, and Murphy was the only acolyte that survived.

Moreover, the city lord and the Grand Knight, Viscount Jackson, was severely injured at this moment, and his life was in peril.

And the source of them all was this huge Mankestre snake!

"City lord? Right, Leylin! Hurry and look at Jackson!" Murphy slapped his forehead.

"You only thought of him now?" Leylin was rather speechless, and walked around the huge snake corpse, coming to the other side.

Viscount Jackson was lying on his back on the ground and his chest was sunken in a cavity. On the corners of his lips were traces of blood, and he was in an unconscious s...