The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1375

"In order to resolve all these strange mysteries, I've gone personally to South America to investigate. I will reveal the truth behind all these tonight, please continue to follow this post."

That was the most popular forum post on the martial arts forum right now.

There were countless comments and martial artists around the world waited for an update on the post.

The martial arts forum was livelier than usual and the number of posts went up by more than ten times as the number of users online was way higher than usual.

This was a problem that concerned martial artists around the world after all.

Nearly a hundred martial artists had suddenly vanished, and they were from a few dozen countries.

This was the biggest international mystery of the year.

Everyone online and in real life were

waiting for an answer to this mystery.

The various countries had sent their own teams to investigate, and some small time martial artists had also gone to the Amazon rainforest purely out of curiosity.

But the rainforest was so large. Finding these people was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Everyone was prepared to spend a long time hunting their folks down.

To their surprise, the teams found a large clearing just outside the rainforest.

Everyone froze when they set their eyes upon this clearing.

Their faces were deathly pale and their pupils constricted. Horror and terror were written all over their ashen faces.

They could see a gigantic crater, splintered rocks and broken trees lying everywhere. It looked like a huge battle had occurred here.

That wasn't what terrified everyone, though.

The terrifying part was how the huge crater was filled with broken limbs and flesh, as well as broken clothes and shoes.

By the time everyone reached this clearing, several wild beasts were feasting on the flesh and white bones could be seen all over the ground.

Even though the animals had already eaten a number of pieces, everyone was still able to tell that these were human remains.

There were broken arms, leg bones and some skulls buried in the ground.

They also noticed that the ground was dyed red.

The terrible stench of blood hit them almost immediately.

It had been several days since that battle happened, but the scene before them was still horrifying.

It looked like what they imagined hell to be like.

"Are these..."

"These bones...”

"Were all these...humans?"

Everyone was so frightened that they all gasped.

Their faces were void of color.

Some female martial artists felt faint and subconsciously moved to hide behind the men.

"Oh my god! What on earth happened here? Why did so many people die? And who were these people? Were these...were these the people we lost contact with?" someone remarked with a trembling voice.

Nobody expected to come across such a mortifying scene just outside the rainforest.

"I...I don't think so, right? The teams we sent out all comprised of high level martial artists. It would be difficult even for a supreme grandmaster to destroy nearly a hundred imminent grandmasters. I think these are the indigenous people. They don't know any martial arts, so it's not surprising that they were wiped out all at one shot."

The man who just spoke was an Indian martial artist, Reimon. He was Reilo's nephew.

He had been sent to South America for the sake of locating his uncle.

But just after Reimon made that conclusion, one of his companions whispered, "Reimon, look over there. There's a prayer bead on the ground. Doesn't it look like the one Uncle Reilo wears?"