"Black mud?" The few people were taken aback.
"Yes, a mass of black mud," Chen Xinting grit his teeth, nodding forcefully as he added, "And that shade of black is very eerie. Once you see it with your own eyes, you'll immediately sense something's off about it."
He then recounted his ordeal in detail.
According to his description, the black mud did not resemble any known mutant animal, it didn't even feel like a living entity.
At the time, he didn't get a clear view of the Black Mud Lord.
When he encountered it at the hospital, the black mud surged toward him like a roaring wave, not only instantly collapsing the entire hospital building, but also staining everything it touched, including the ground, with that unsettling black hue.
"I felt like I was falling into a death-filled swamp... and vaguely..."
Fear lingered in Chen Xinting's eyes as his voice trembled:
"I seemed to hear many people speaking softly... but couldn't make out the exact words."
