Survival In the World of Beasts

The sharp sound of breaking through the air made the air king who had never seen a human weapon stunned. He could only be able to turn his head to retract his attack, but he did not completely avoid the fatal blow—

The white jade spear head polished by the teeth of Tyrannosaurus rubbed the eyes of the pterosaur fiercely. Its eyes were covered with a white shadow so close. The sharp air brought by the spear head scratched its eyes like a real thing. Let it close its eyes vigorously and scream frantically, if it is not dodged in time, I am afraid that this javelin will accurately shoot through its eyes and penetrate its entire brain!

For the first time, the sky king who has experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless has felt such a terrifying killing intent!

Then, no more.

How could the White Tiger let go of this good opportunity? When the pterosaur side-headed, closed its eyes, and screamed, its neck was completely exposed on the white tiger's head. It thumped hard from the ground, opened its mouth wide, and had white sharp teeth. The scarlet upper palate flashed away, and the strong bite was accompanied by a clear sound of bone fragmentation—it snapped off the cervical vertebrae of the pterosaur cleanly. The king of the sky didn't even have time to fight back with his claws, and then he was silent again, and his closed eyes never had a chance to open again.

The ten pterosaurs hovering above seem to have never encountered so many casualties at the same time. Especially the strength of the last pterosaur is known to the whole group. It folds down so quickly, which makes them somewhat incomprehensible. Cuodi lingered in panic.

In fact, if they swarmed up at this time, Li Zhizhen and Bai Hu would definitely have the life of a rat. Li Zhizhen’s spear and javelin were not in his hands, and the white tiger was already injured. The last attack made its wounds crack even more bloody. Flow more. But it is the hesitation of this pterosaur group that is not unified that gives them a great opportunity.

The white tiger ignored his bleeding wound. It looked up and saw that the pterodactyl no longer came down from the sky. Regrettably, the blue eyes turned to the side. There were three living ones. One was bitten by the membrane wing, and the other was Li Shizhao's. The spear pierced into the lower abdomen, and a javelin that was pierced by Li Shizhen's into the membrane wing, fell off.

Bai Hu looked at it, and then think about the last shot he had just saved. From this point of view, it seems that this female did a good job?

The remaining three pterosaurs witnessed the whole process of this brutal combination killing their companions, especially the blood of the white tiger’s wrists, which made them shiver unconsciously. Seeing it slowly pacing, they all staggered around in fear. Avoid.

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" The pterosaur who was injured in the abdomen obviously saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to flutter his wings to escape.

However, Li Zhixun, who was lurking in the tree, would not give it this opportunity. The meteor claws on the other end firmly tied to the trunk slammed out to hook its open left wing, blood burst out, and its cry became more and more stern. The struggle became more and more intense. The whole tree was trembling fiercely as if it might rise from the ground at any time, but Li Shizhao did not choose to go out immediately. Not every animal is as smart as a white tiger, knowing that it is made by breaking the vines. With the rope, he can sit and wait for a more labor-saving moment.

The white tiger leaped and rushed towards the pterosaur with the javelin stuck in it, so scared that it squatted and dodged quickly with the front paws on its wings. However, the white tiger only twisted in mid-air and bit at the still struggling meteor claw. The pterosaur that didn't know how to dodge, directly ended up with another.

Li Shizhao retracted the meteor claws, and watched the white tiger approaching the two wounded pterosaurs on the tree. They crawled on the ground with four claws in panic, showing no slightest stretch of grace in the air. The white tiger acted like a play, and in the middle of pounced on the one with the javelin, it reflexively attacked the other one!

Quite tacitly, the meteor claw dripping with blood in Li Zhizhen’s hand also shot at the pterosaur who was only dodge the white tiger in a panic and did not pay attention to the direction of the javelin on his body, but this time Li Zhizhen’s goal was no longer to aim the film. The wing, but firmly grabbed into its neck. The force was so powerful that the claws plunged directly into its arteries, and the blood sprayed out, like the oil sprayed from an oil pump, in the air, the entire pterosaur’s The body was stricken by this force, and the moving body just fell to the ground.

A beautiful sound hit the west and made up for the leak.

The pterosaurs hovering in the sky were screaming hurriedly, but they never heard the echo of their companions on the ground. They could only hover and call in the air sadly, as if this would make their companions stand up.

Li Shizhao jumped down from the tree, patted the dust on his body, and walked to the place where the salt soil was first loaded. The pterosaur with the javelin just stepped on it when evading, and the salt soil in the animal skin was messy. It spilled all over the ground, and when Li Shizhu finally pierced the artery, a large amount of blood flowed out to soak the ground next to it, and it was dark in the twilight.

Half of Li Zhizhu’s face was as holy and compassionate as a **** under the sunset, and half hidden in the darkness as dark as a reaper. He looked at this land. When he first saw it, he thought it gave birth to countless lives and was amazed with emotion. Yanya, at that time, he had never thought that it was also a slaughterhouse that never stopped. It's just that he was passively in it that day and was the target of the slaughter, but today he actively participates in setting up ambushes and hunting other creatures.

Looking at the dark traces on the ground immersed in the ground, perhaps there will be no traces to be seen here tomorrow. It attracts many animals as before, and then attracts hunters, killing and being slaughtered, gestation and death, continue to be staged. The salt of the salt cliff, once regarded as the source of life by Li Shizhen, may not only come from geological deposits thousands of years ago, but also from the endless blood that infiltrated every part of the land here.

Perhaps there is indeed a law of justice in this land. In front of it, all beings are equal, just like this salt cliff, which nurtures all beings and equally requires you to risk your life. And even the pterosaur, who hunted countless creatures here and ruled the sky, smashed into the sand in front of the two-person tactics of Li Zhizhen and Baihu, leaving five corpses. The natural world that maintains balance is always fair. Whatever you take away from it, you have to pay accordingly.

In his heart, he silently warned himself that there is no eternal strong in this continent, only the survivor is king.

Picked up the javelin on the ground that had been inserted diagonally into the soil. This was the last javelin and the one that saved Baihu's life.

Li Shizhao unconsciously remembered the moment the javelin was in his hand. Just remembering that moment, he clearly felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, his pupils were shrinking, and the palm of his hand was faintly warming. Knowing that this is not a **** tremor of fear, but excitement, his adrenaline is rising.

He could feel that he was extremely powerful with this javelin in his hand.

He even had the illusion that he was in control of all the powers of life and death within his firing range. The prehistoric monster with wings spreading up to seven or eight meters in the sky, as long as it flies close enough to him, life and death are no more than his thoughts. He even gave Baihu a vague look, and this king of the jungle was no exception.

Sweeping a few corpses on the ground with javelins still inserted, the excitement of hunting the sky overlord faintly rises in his heart. Perhaps there is a desire to conquer and attack in the male nature. When this desire is realized, he feels It's the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction that I can't help but produce.

On the bald mountain cliffs where the setting sun was bloody, and the evening breeze blew by, Li Zhizhen’s faintly hot body suddenly felt a chill, and looked around blankly. He saw the gluttonous white tiger and the pterodactyl on the ground next to him. The big, **** hole, he did it? This hell-like scene also has his share?

Looking down at my hands, the palms and fingertips have dense calluses, which are no longer as slender and white as before. There is only a small callus on the right **** of the pen holding the pen. These pairs are calculated on white paper and played on the instrument. The hands that moved would have become so unfamiliar... Bringing such a killing.

Suddenly, the confusion, exhaustion and depression after the excitement were overwhelming. When he held the javelin in his hand and started the real killing, it seemed that something was different, maybe it was lost, maybe it was gained, who knows.

But he knows that from today onwards, blood is destined to permeate every step of his path to survival. To kill and to be killed, he has chosen the former, and can only move forward but not retreat.

It turns out that this is the predator.

Li Zhizheng's gaze was cast towards the white tiger not far away. At this time, it was not at all the cuteness that was usually lazy and cute. The white hair on its body was already scarlet by the mouth. This is a few times to bite the enemy's flesh and blood. The proof of, the body was also stained with flakes or spots of blood during the fight. It seemed to be rolled in the blood puddles, and the hair was dyed into dark red strands, and there was a terrible flank on the ventral side. Its long wound is still dripping with its own blood.

However, its indifferent and graceful pacing at this time was no different from usual. It seemed that those **** killings were just ordinary for it. Li Shizhao felt that what he saw was not a white tiger, but a hibernating prehistoric behemoth. It shook off the dust and slowly got up and roared to the sky, showing him the most authentic and primitive state of awakening.

It turns out that this is also a predator.

Squinting his eyes, he looked at the sunset glow that was so gorgeous that he had exhausted all his power to bloom the last shining glow. He smiled wearily. If this is the iron law of this continent, if this is the way to live better, if this way, I can see my brother and mother again. , So be it, Li Shizhen, why hesitate. Now that you have decided to move forward, why leave a trace of weakness?

When Li Shizhao was thinking deeply, Bai Hu was already eating happily. You must know that although delicious snacks are delicious, snacks are always full. Dinner can fill your stomach. Although pterosaurs are big, they are picky at Baihu. The edible part is not so much under the rhythm of the world.

In the heavy twilight, there is such a stark difference between the human being looking at the setting sun and thinking silently and the behemoth who bowed their heads and chewed loudly. This is probably also the essential difference between outsiders and natives. The former always try to think about the essence of things and try to grasp the clues of the future, while the latter always live in the present and always hold the existing in his hands.

The fall of twilight means that the speed of cleaning up the battlefield has to be accelerated. Although they can clean up the pterosaurs, the situation at night is more complicated. They are tired or injured, and it is better to clean them quickly. Li Shizhao first quickly cleaned up the javelins, spears, meteor claws, and tiger's auspicious clothes scattered everywhere. He felt that it was too dangerous to be dark, and he didn't care what the ingredients in the salty soil were. , I picked a fairly clean place and filled a bag of saline soil at a speed, and then began to sort out the prey.

These pterosaurs were huge, and Li Zhizhen could not take them all away. He just removed all the useful parts such as the membrane wings, claws and beak left by the white tiger. The pterosaur bones are different from the tyrannosaurus. It seems to be for Some of the characteristics are sacrificed when flying. These bones are very light, probably hollow in the middle. It might not be possible to use them directly as weapons. Let's see if we can develop other uses.

Out of consideration for the development of new materials, in addition to what the white tiger ate, Li Shizhao picked a pterosaur with a fairly complete body, and planned to tie it to the white tiger and carry it back.

For the transportation fee this time, Li Shizheng and Baihu bargained, and finally sold for ten days of gourmet food. Li Shizhen felt that all hibernating behemoths would go there, and the cheeky black tiger was in front of him!

On the way back, the heavy smell of blood did not cause them any trouble. Such a heavy blood will certainly attract some predators, but seeing these two prey species carrying them from a distance, they quietly retreat with their tails between them. Strength is the most powerful guarantee to dispel all troubles.

As for what happened after returning to the bamboo forest, the smell of Nepenthes was deterred by large animals. They subconsciously knew that it was a danger signal; for small animals, it was comparable to a prelude to death, so there was no eye-opening carnivore. Animals followed them into the bamboo forest.

Li Zhizhen and Bai Hu did not immediately return to the bamboo house. They were all blood mixed with dust, and Bai Hu still had wounds on his body. These weapons and equipment, as well as salt soil and prey, needed to be dealt with in time.