Translator: Pika

  Now wasn’t the time to ponder over why it was still alive. The taotie monster, with its heavy, plodding footsteps, had reached his position.

  Zu An looked up at the sinister monster in front of him and swallowed, the fine hairs on his arms standing on end.

  He continually tried his best to cheer himself on, afraid that he would somehow lose the will to fight. Hey, this thing only looks scary on the outside. It might be a rather famous legend, but just lo..