"Brother Liang, come take a look."
Zhao Kai approached the small puddle where the poisonous toad used to dwell. His face changed instantly, and he quickly called for Liang Yuan.
Liang Yuan was dissecting the poisonous toad's corpse with Ding Yan. Hearing Zhao Kai's shout, he asked, "What's wrong?"
He turned and walked over, only to see several human remains lying in the puddle.
These remains had turned into white bones, and in the puddle, there were fist-sized, dense, black tadpole-like creatures.
These tadpoles were entirely black, without ears or noses, but with sharp teeth and large mouths.
"Damn it, are these the offspring of that poisonous toad?" Zhao Kai couldn't help but curse.
Liang Yuan nodded, "Probably. The poisonous toad hunted passing creatures to feed these tadpoles."
"These poor people were probably caught by it while passing by."
