Su Xiao and his companion entered the underground passage, beginning their search for the ghouls.
Strangely enough, when Su Xiao didn't want to encounter ghouls, they frequently appeared before him. But now, not a single one was in sight.
After five minutes of fruitless searching, Su Xiao caught a faint scent of blood.
Arima Kishou nodded in acknowledgement as the two of them cautiously approached the corner ahead. They soon heard chewing sounds.
"Crunch, crunch~."
A ghoul weighing at least three hundred pounds was crouched over a corpse, gobbling it up voraciously. It was an ordinary ghoul.
The strength of this three-hundred-pounder wasn't particularly strong, roughly between Level B and Level A.
"Arima, this one's good, lots of meat."
Arima Kishou nodded.
"But we need to find a sturdy rope."
The three-hundred-pounder was startled by their conversation, looking at them cluelessly, still holding a severed leg, which was gnawed to a bloody pulp, exposing white bones.
