A vicious female is trapped in a beastly hell.

Chapter 630 Familiar, Strange

The female emerged from the ruins, covered in dirt and grime, looking like a pitiful little beggar.

She looked up at the black panther in the distance with her smudged face and her dark, watery eyes, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

As she spoke, she tentatively approached it.

The black panther suddenly bared its sharp teeth, pressed its ears back, and its dark golden pupils narrowed sharply as it stared intently at the flames above her, letting out a warning growl.

Shen Tang then realized that perhaps the foxfire's aura had threatened it. She quickly took a few steps back and hurriedly explained, "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to hurt you. This fire is just for lighting; if you don't like it, I'll put it away right now..."

Black Panther narrowed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "No need."

It had been in the dark for too long, and when it was suddenly exposed to bright light, its eyes were stung, but it quickly adapted.

The black panther stared intently at the disheveled and dirty little female before him, a hint of confusion and surprise flashing in his eyes.

She actually followed us?
Afraid that it would try to send her away again, Shen Tang quickly spoke up first, "Even if you want me to leave, I don't know where to go..."

She looked up at the dark cliff above, unable to see anything but strange bird calls—the calls of those ferocious mutated birds and beasts.

Her voice was filled with grievance and helplessness, “I was a member of a hunting team nearby. I was framed in the team and pushed off a cliff... I barely survived, but now I’m trapped here and can’t even find my way back.”

As she spoke, she looked at the black panther again, her tone somewhat affectionate, "Besides me, you're the only living creature here. I really don't know what I would do without you."

"..."

She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, gazing at it pleadingly. "So please don't send me away, okay? I'm so scared here all alone... It's dark and frightening here, what if I encounter danger?"

Black Panther sneered inwardly.

Does this little female know that he himself is the most dangerous person here?

However, he could tell that she was determined to follow him and couldn't be driven away. Since it was impossible to persuade a suicidal person, he was too lazy to waste any more words.

Anyway...

He had never tasted the flavor of a female before.

This little female has delicate skin and tender flesh; it should taste pretty good.

Hopefully, I won't scare her when the time comes.

She better not regret it.

The female had no idea of ​​the crazy and terrifying thoughts running through the black panther's mind.

She slowly approached, stopping not too far from the leopard's den. She took out a fluffy blanket from her spatial storage and spread it on the ground. Then she sat down, leaning against the cold, hard stone wall.

She hugged her knees, staring at the dark sky above, and muttered to herself in confusion, "How am I supposed to get out of here...? I can't even find an exit. Do I have to climb back up here...?"

"You look like you've been stuck here for a long time, haven't you? If even you can't get out, there's even less chance for me..."

"I never thought I'd run into someone as unlucky as me at the bottom of this abyss. You and I are in the same boat, both trapped here and unable to get out..."

"We're all so pitiful, aren't we?"

The black panther closed his eyes, silent as air, listening to the little female beside him chattering away, as if she was making conversation out of nothing, or perhaps trying to bolster her courage.

It's really noisy.

But thinking about it, it's quite pitiful. This little female was betrayed by her companion, pushed off a cliff but didn't die, and is now locked up with this mad beast. She must be filled with confusion and helplessness.

It was pitch black all around, and if she didn't speak soon, she would probably start crying in fear.

That will only make it noisier.

...Never mind, let her talk to herself.

Black Panther closed his eyes, too lazy to bother with this unexpected little incident.

However, her voice is quite pleasant.

Sweet and gentle, like a mountain spring, like the soft, fluffy white clouds in my memory, and like clusters of pure white wildflowers covering the mountains. In this abyss filled with death, decay, coldness, and darkness, it seems as if a different color has suddenly appeared.

The abyss was filled with endless slaughter and death, and the noisy cawing of crows overhead.

Black Panther hadn't heard a human speak in a long time, and had almost forgotten how to speak.

...I actually feel a little nostalgic.

The black panther kept its eyes closed, but its ears quietly perked up.

Shen Tang talked until her throat was dry, but the surroundings were eerily quiet, with no one responding. Bored, she stopped talking and turned to look at Black Panther.

Seeing that he was motionless with his eyes closed, she mustered her courage and slowly got up, intending to move a few steps in that direction.

But as soon as she took a step, the black panther suddenly opened its eyes and stared at her warily and coldly.

Shen Tang was startled and quickly took several steps back, afraid that he would take her as a threat. She hurriedly explained, "I... I saw that you were badly injured and wanted to help you treat it! I meant no harm!"

Fearing that Black Panther wouldn't believe her, a soft green halo appeared in her palm. She first tested it on the abrasion on her arm, and the wound healed instantly, leaving no scar.

After drinking the recovery potion and resting for a while, her superpowers had recovered to about 50-60%, and she could use them normally without any problems.

A hint of surprise flashed in the black panther's eyes.

This frail little female seemed to be more useful than he had thought.

Seeing the black leopard's thoughtful expression, Shen Tang didn't immediately scold him. Knowing he was wavering, she pressed her advantage and continued to gently persuade him, "See, I didn't lie to you, did I? I'm very useful~ Your injuries haven't healed, and it will be difficult to recover if this continues, and your body will be in pain and discomfort... Let me help you heal, okay?"

Black Panther looked at Shen Tang coldly and indifferently.

She's so strange.

Why aren't you afraid of him at all?

She was very different from the prey he had killed before.

Before he was thrown into the abyss, he was locked in a secret room by his family, and someone would bring him food every day.

Black Panther remembered clearly the look of terror on those people's faces when they saw him through the fence; their bodies were trembling, as if he were a man-eating demon.

Later, he grew impatient and stronger, eventually breaking through the seal set by his family and escaping his prison.

The orcs who came to capture him were terrified, screaming and fleeing. Some even wet their pants on the spot, kneeling on the ground and begging him to spare their lives... Their stupid and ridiculous appearance was truly laughable.

From initial confusion and fear, he gradually developed a savage pleasure. He enjoyed seeing these people's fearful expressions, the more afraid the better, and the better if they ran away at the sight of him and stayed far away from him forever.

But why is this frail little female in front of me different?
She didn't seem afraid of him at all; she not only secretly followed him but also wanted to treat him.

In Black Panther's memory, countless people cursed him behind his back, wishing him dead, thinking it would be better if the world had one less scourge.

Everyone thought he couldn't hear, but he could hear perfectly clearly.

Unfortunately, those useless trash were too weak to kill him.

But when the female saw that he was injured, she not only did not run away, but also did not think of taking the opportunity to kill him. Instead, she wanted to help him heal.

How could this female be so stupid?
Does she really not know what she's facing?

The black panther's eyes darkened, and its claws silently extended, gleaming coldly.

With just a flick of his claws, he could easily tear this weak little female to shreds.

He wanted to know if she was really that ignorant and naive.
Before she was torn to pieces, would she also cry out in fear and beg for mercy?
The rage within him surged violently, and just as Black Panther was about to make his move, he suddenly winced in pain, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing becoming heavy.

Damn!

It really hurts.

The wounds on his body were so deep that the bone was visible, and the flesh was a bloody mess. Many places were even infected and oozing pus, mixed with poisonous miasma. Some of the flesh was infested with maggots, which were slowly gnawing at his flesh.

The more awake I am, the more pain I feel.

The pain drove him to a frenzy, his mind a living hell. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and growled, barely containing his pain, "Fine, then heal me!"

The black panther's dark golden pupils turned bloodshot, as if it was struggling to suppress its rampant killing intent. It said in a hoarse voice, "If your treatment doesn't work, or if you try anything funny, I'll bite your neck off!"

The female seemed not to have heard the second half of the threat. As soon as he agreed to the treatment, her dark, clear eyes lit up, as if to say, "Great!"
Black Panther's gaze deepened.

The little female quickly stepped forward, took out a readily available medical kit from her optical brain, and prepared to treat the wound first.

Even from a distance and in the darkness, Shen Tang could tell how badly Black Panther was injured. Now, seeing him up close, her heart trembled even more; his injuries were far more severe than she had imagined.

The black panther had almost no healthy flesh; its wounds were all festering and gaping, oozing yellowish pus and wreathed in the toxic miasma unique to the polluted species. In some places, maggots were even wriggling! It emitted a stench similar to that of a rotting corpse!

Shen Tang had treated many beastmen, but this was the first time she had ever seen such a situation. Even with her strong mental fortitude, she couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

The person who left Black Panther here... couldn't have killed him, so they just wanted him to rot here alive, right?

It's really amazing that he's managed to hold on until now.

Anyone else would be dead by now.

Shen Tang quickly treated Black Panther's most serious injuries.

But his wounds were too severe, and his beast form was too enormous; it was unknown how long it would take to treat him completely.

With a sliver of expectation in her heart, Shen Tang pursed her lips and softly suggested, "How about... you transform back into human form first? That would make things easier for me."

Black Panther remained silent.

A series of cracking sounds rang out in the air, and then the massive leopard body rapidly contracted and transformed into a tall, upright man, lying weakly on the ground.

The man was handsome, with a golden mark between his eyebrows, exuding a flamboyant wildness.

He has a tall and muscular build, with dark wheat-colored skin, firm and smooth muscle lines, a tight waist and abdomen, and clearly defined eight-pack abs, exuding a burst of masculine hormones!

He still wore iron collars around his neck and on his hands and feet, with broken chains attached to one side of the collars. The veins on his arms and abdomen bulged, as if he was forcibly enduring something, and his eyes were bloodshot and tinged with crimson.

Shen Tang was stunned by the scene of the person suddenly appearing to live.

She had managed to calm herself down, but the moment she saw the man's face, the suppressed emotions surged up again like a tide, her heart ached, and her vision blurred.

“Ah Jin…” she murmured softly.

The man didn't hear him clearly and frowned, "What are you still standing there for?"

Shen Tang snapped out of her daze, and before she could even receive treatment, her face flushed red. "You—why aren't you wearing any clothes!"

The man was completely naked, his strong and slender body on full display.

He merely glanced at her indifferently, seemingly without any sense of shame, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said impatiently, "I'm here, where would I get clothes?"

If he hadn't met her today, he would have been a mad, insane beast. Having not transformed into human form for so many years, he had almost forgotten that he was originally a beastman.

Shen Tang and Xiao Jin were an old married couple who had seen and done everything together, so they shouldn't feel embarrassed.

But facing the man before her, she couldn't treat him the same way she had treated Xiao Jin before.

Her face flushed slightly as she took a set of clothes from her spatial storage and tossed them around his lean waist, barely covering his vital parts. "Put these on quickly!"

After saying that, he turned around, looking like he "didn't want to get a sty."

The man glanced at the female's retreating figure, raised an eyebrow, and looked down at the shorts wrapped around her waist. "...How should I wear this?"

He had no intention of flirting with females; he had genuinely forgotten how to dress.

He'd been locked up here for so long that he couldn't even remember the exact years. He seemed to have been only a teenager when he first came in, but how old was he now? He'd forgotten.

He has remained in beast form for a long time and has almost never turned back into a human. He has even forgotten what a human looks like.

Shen Tang waited for a while, but didn't hear any movement of him getting dressed, so she patted her burning face and turned back to help him get dressed.

She felt her face getting hotter and hotter, and tried her best not to look at a certain place, but she couldn't help but catch a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye.

It's just...too conspicuous!
It's not that males only act when they're aroused...

Is it always like this...? Is it exaggerated?

cough.

Shen Tang forcibly pulled her gaze away, trying not to notice things she shouldn't be paying attention to, but the tips of her ears grew increasingly red.

She was going to clean his wound later, so Shen Tang didn't let him wear too many clothes, just a pair of shorts, just so she wouldn't get a sty.

Thinking about this outfit still makes me...

She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and continued to clean her wounds and treat her injuries.

Jin thought the clothes fit him well, as if they were made especially for him. He turned to look at the female, but caught a glimpse of a tear in her eyes.

He frowned, that same expression again.

So close, he could smell the faint fragrance emanating from the female, and he could also see the sadness and heartache that welled up in her eyes when she saw his wound, as if she were suffering even more than if she herself were injured.

That expression...

It was something he had never seen before.

It felt so unfamiliar and unsettling.

More accurately, it's a feeling of being lost and confused.

Jin felt awkward, even a kind of inexplicable repulsion. He didn't want to see this strange and pitiful female looking at him with such concern and pity; he didn't want to see her and wanted her to stay away from him.

After the treatment ended, Jin's attitude returned to its original state, and he told her to get lost without any politeness.

Shen Tang remained the same as ever, stubborn and unwilling to leave, insisting on staying by his side.

She said she didn't know where she could go, and that she would leave when she found the right opportunity.

Jin didn't bother with it anymore, only warning, "Don't bother me, or I'll make you suffer a terrible death."

The little female nodded, silently walked to a spot several dozen meters away from him, and lay back down on the blanket, looking extremely obedient.

But they always seem a little pitiful.

Like an abandoned kitten.

Jin glanced at her again, then looked away, closing his dark golden beast eyes as if falling into a deep sleep.

in fact……

This was the first time he felt sleepy since being thrown into this godforsaken place.

He was always on edge, ready to fight at any moment. Most of the time, he was in a state of frenzy and out of control, like a machine without reason, only knowing how to kill and fight, unaware of pain, and never tired. He had never had a good night's sleep, or more accurately, he had never slept at all.

But tonight, for the first time, he felt his body's fatigue so clearly, and for the first time, he felt so relaxed, experiencing a comfortable yet unfamiliar drowsiness.

why?

Perhaps it was because the pain had disappeared, the torment had subsided, and the body had finally calmed down.

Or perhaps, it was the faint scent lingering from the little female that still hung in the air, allowing him to catch a whiff...

This brought a moment of peace to Black Panther's mind, a wonderful, unprecedented feeling, like being surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers and clouds...

really weird.

But he didn't seem to dislike it.

Two parts combined, 4,000 words~

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