Chapter 42：Kill? or Save? (1/2)

Alex looked at the scene of destruction. Trees were uprooted by the shock wave and were on fire. Stones crumbled to dust were still in the air.

And at the center of the explosion was a massive crater. The crater had not been there previously and was made by the explosion that had just happened.

He walked up to the edge of the crater and waited for the dust to settle down. Once the air was clear, he finally saw what was inside.

The crater was about 10 meters deep and about 20 meters wide. Broken trees and bushes were on fire all over the crater. At the center of the crater was a white and red-figure.

Alex moved a little closer to see what it was. When he went closer he finally realized that the white and red-figure was a monster. Alex's first thought was to run away, but he stuck around once he noticed the monster wasn't moving at all.

'Is it dead?' He thought. He went a little closer to look at what it was. The monster was a cat-like monster with big whiskers. It was about as big as a rhinoceros, and its fur was white with red patches.

'Wait, those aren't red patches,' he thought. He walked up a little closer to see what it was and found out that what he thought were red patches were actually blood.

The cat-like monster was bloody all over. He looked at its wound and saw something sticking out from its back.

'Hmm…' Alex stopped. He thought he heard something. It was the cry of a cat, but it was very small and didn't feel like one this humongous cat could make.

Meow

He once more heard the meek little cry of a cat. He went closer to the dead cat monster when suddenly it started moving.

Alex ran to the outer edges of the crater before he could even take another breath. The cat wasn't dead. It was actually moving. He decided to check the description of the cat, so he focused on it.

[????????????]

That was all he got. He could neither see the name, nor the cultivation of the cat. 'How strong is this cat?' he thought.

'What would happen if I kill it right now? It seems to be wounded for some reason. Killing it should be easy. Given the high level of this cat, the corpse and core should sell for a lot.' Greedy thoughts started to appear in his head.

The cat was slowly starting to stand up, but could barely do it. Blood dripped from its body like it was a packet of ketchup.

The cat was standing with 3 of its legs and was holding 1 of its front limbs to its chest. At first, he thought the cat was holding onto its wound in the chest, but he was wrong.