"Buzz, buzz, buzz——"
Like dark clouds, a swarm of black mosquitoes surged from the wild primitive forest at the base of Ba Mountain, and at the core of the swarm, a strong low-frequency noise suddenly resonated.
A woman with long black hair emerged from the cave in the gorge at the bottom of the Sky Pit, covered with dark brown dried blood on her fair skin. A pale blood-like liquid trickled down her slender, straight legs, staining the soil red.
In front of her, black fine fur wrapped layer upon layer, and behind her, a pair of black iridescent membrane wings, resembling those of a raven, emitted a terrifying low-frequency hum.
"Fox... Fox..."
"Provocation... won't be tolerated, you dog letting loose."
The Ba Mountain Mosquito, with the visage of a woman, stared fiercely at the challenging fox, clumsily responding and hurling insults.
In its mosquito life.
The Ba Mountain Mosquito deeply understood one truth: other creatures couldn't understand the mosquito language.
