Apocalypse? I Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market
Chapter 110 Battle in the Dark
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The night wind howled as the leaves whispered and shook. Dust hung in the air, and the eerie crunch of footsteps on dry leaves drew closer-step by step.
Only when the haze cleared did Rosalie see it clearly-a massive cobra looming in the dark.
Its reptilian eyes gleamed with a cold light, and its scarlet tongue flicked in and out without stopping.
It didn’t look like an ordinary snake; its sheer size made it more like a beastman. A sharp thought flashed through Rosalie’s mind, an unbelievable possibility surfacing.
She tested it, calling out, “Ziven? Is that you?”
The snake’s pupils narrowed into slits at once, and it let out a piercing hiss.
It really was him!
She hadn’t expected Ziven’s beast form to be a snake.
Ziven didn’t waste time talking. His enormous tail swept toward them, and Leon reacted fast, shifting back into a black panther and sprinted toward the tribe with Rosalie on his back.
If it were just him, he might have stayed to fight-but with Rosalie to protect, he didn’t dare gamble. He needed to get back to the tribe, link up with Micah.
The giant black snake that was Ziven slithered close behind them. Rosalie could practically feel the rank, fishy breath on her back.
The black panther’s strides were swift, but suddenly a vine whipped out of the shadows, stretching across the path. Leon didn’t manage to stop in time and went down hard.
In that split second, he shifted to human form and wrapped Rosalie in his arms, shielding her completely so she didn’t so much as brush a speck of dirt.
They rolled across the ground several times and only stopped when they slammed into a large boulder.
Leon braced himself over Rosalie as the huge snake head lunged after them, its fangs sinking deep into his shoulder,
His shoulder trembled with pain, but he didn’t budge, still shielding Rosalie with his own body.
Feeling drops of sweat falling onto her face, Rosalie asked urgently, “Leon, are you okay?”
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Leon’s teeth chattered as he forced the words out. “Matriarch, his fangs are venomous. I can’t hold out for long.
“Run. Go back and find Micah-you’ll be safe with him.”
Ziven lifted his head, his forearm-length fangs pulling free. Leon let out a guttural, agonized growl as blood gushed from the twin punctures in his back like it was worth nothing.
Leon shifted back into a massive black panther, beast eyes blazing. With a roar that shook the mountains, he cast one last look at Rosalie and shouted, “Matriarch! Go!”
Rosalie gritted her teeth so hard her jaw ached, tears slipping from the corners of her without her even realizing.
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But this wasn’t the time to break down. The only chance Leon had was if she ran back, found Micah, and brought reinforcements.
She turned and sprinted away, refusing to slow down even as her strength waned-only to have someone stroll lazily into the middle of the path, blocking her with a hateful stare.
Rosalie’s eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Reva, standing in her way and shouted, “Move.”
Reva glared right back, about to spit out some vicious line, but Rosalie kicked her flat before she could finish. Reva fell, clutching her aching side, then gritted her teeth and scrambled up to chase after her.
Shamelessly, she latched onto Rosalie’s leg and refused to let go, no matter how hard Rosalie struggled.
Ziven’s venom only needed one hour to fully set in. Once Rosalie’s beloved husband was dead, Reva wanted to see if she could still keep that proud, untouchable air.
She wanted to watch Rosalie cry. Watch her regret.
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