Another scream rang out. A spirit warrior was bitten directly by the Abyssal Crocodile, its jaws snapping shut with brutal force.
Crunch!
The beast chewed twice before swallowing the man's arm whole.
A thick yellow glow surged across the Abyssal Crocodile's body. As its wounds increased, so did its ferocity, and the number of injured spirit warriors rose rapidly.
"I never thought a Yellow-realm demonic beast could be this terrifying," Baldwin murmured, his face pale with shock.
He had always known that Yellow-realm beasts were fearsome, but only witnessing it firsthand did he truly understand the gap. In his eyes, these experts were already incredibly powerful, yet before The Abyssal Crocodile, they seemed fragile.
This was the true terror of the innate realm.
"Will the mentors be alright?" Sylvandria's voice trembled, her face full of fear. She
Compared to the others, Sebastian and Miel were not the strongest present. Now, both had already suffered injuries.
