People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

And it is for the weak to defeat the strong that human beings create so-called [props].

Well, I didn't expect it to be really useful. I'll invite Keli to eat lotus cakes after I get back.

while thinking.

The red bomb was dropped randomly, and Timmy walked past the monster calmly.

The blue pupils looked down at the monster condescendingly, their eyes were cold.

She looked back and spoke calmly forward.

"Good bye."

Ruthless, only decide on the means of killing before making a move.

Compared to the monster, now she stands on a high ground.

In the back, a huge roar was accompanied by the flames soaring into the sky, and the overwhelming sound covered the screams of the monster under the flames. The indestructible armor was ruthlessly crushed in the impact of the explosion, and the flesh under the body was also roasted. It was charred.

everything is over.

Timmy breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s a good performance this time, and fortunately the sneak attack before was successful, otherwise——

Just for an instant, something hit her at a speed beyond her ability to react.

what....

Thoughts are shattered in moments of slack.

In front of his eyes, there was only a piece of white light left.

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Chapter 323: Goodbye Father, and...my cowardice

The huge impact drove the body along with the pain, and directly knocked the girl's petite body to a rock plate more than ten meters away, kicking out a lot of dust.

It wasn't until the red blood stained his chest red, and he felt pain all over his body, that his consciousness finally recovered from the blankness.

The pain all over the body feels like a snake is constantly biting, and the red blood flowing from the scalp seems to stain the sight red, but all the pain, all the panic, are completely covered by the shock in front of him.

In the huge burning pit, the monster who suffered an explosion at zero distance stood up, the armor all over his body was shattered to reveal bloody flesh, his right hand was broken and shaken like a pile of rotten meat, his body was still burning with the explosion. flames.

Even so, the monster still stood up, maintaining the posture of throwing stones, like a demon burning with blood.

And after the attack is successful, it sends out an earth-shattering roar.

Broken eyes can see, see the deep, heavy, obsession with victory and life.

It took out the amethyst horn that was scorched black by the explosion from its waist.

not good!It wants to call for companions! ! !

In this situation, even the support of a mere Qiuqiu person would be fatal, and its actions must not be achieved.

Timmy tried his best to support his body and wanted to get up, but his slender calf, which had been fractured, couldn't move at all.

She could only watch helplessly as her last hope was snuffed out.

Finished!

She clenched the corners of her mouth and closed her eyes reluctantly.

but--

The passionate trumpet sound did not sound, it was right in front of her eyes.

The only remaining left hand of King Qiuqiu Yan Armor directly squeezed the horn that symbolized the honor and status of Qiuqiu people into countless tiny pieces.

Then he uttered an incomprehensible growl at Timmy.

"Mi Beru Muhe Ye (I will defeat you)"

The young hunter stared wide-eyed at the incomprehensible behavior.

But for some reason, she understood.

The monster in front of her wanted to fight her one-on-one.

For this reason, it does not hesitate to risk its life and abandon the so-called possibility of victory.

The so-called King Qiuqiu was the strongest fighter in the Qiuqiu tribe. The so-called strongest naturally possessed arrogance and pride that the weak could not understand.

To deal with a human cub who is far weaker than him and become such a miserable situation, and finally to call for help in fear of death, his dignity will never allow this kind of thing.

You can't win with pride, but you have to die with pride. This glory cannot be tarnished.

So duel, give it your all.

Inject all desires, will, and ideals into this duel.

Just to prove a simple logic.

【I am stronger than you】

"Roar!!!!!!!"

The monster roared, and it was difficult to drive the same broken left leg, but it took steps forward without any doubt.

At that moment, the young hunter was shocked.

A ripple-like spreading feeling spread throughout the body bit by bit.

She suddenly became deeply aware of her arrogance.

No matter how lofty ideals and wills, there will be no difference in the fair competition of life.

Because I have primate wisdom, because I have lofty ideals, because I am so unique, so I can surpass monsters in weight of life, am I greater than him?

That's not the case—

From the beginning to the end, what determines the continuation of life is the simple difference between "strength" and "awareness".

Life longs for continuation.

Life longs for victory.

Life, longing for high points.

His eyes were blinded, his hands were broken, and his nails were cracked.

But the monster, which is also only one step away from death, is still moving forward, still wanting to grasp the victory with its hands, roaring its respect and persistence for life.

So strong...he thought so.

In the field of vision blurred by blood, the god of death approaching step by step was so dazzling.

Unlike the phantom in training, a living existence is so [strong].

Look, just one blow in a seriously injured state put him in such a desperate situation.

Compared with myself, who was unable to kill it completely even after exhausting all its strength, their strength was so different.

This is the monster that even his own father could not defeat in the past.

Now, what kind of expression do you have on your face?

Fear, despair, or excitement?

But it's meaningless, it doesn't matter.

The prey is not dead, the hunting continues.

With his only working left hand, Timmy took out the last good arrow and put it on the bow.

The broken old bow stretched out large traces under the impact just now, as if it might break completely at any time.

His right hand with three broken fingers could no longer pull the string, so he bit the arrow and the string with his teeth, and then stretched out his hand to pull it away with all his strength.

The dangling arrow aimed at the monster's bloody chest in the explosion.

As you wish, let's fight it out.

Of course, I don't intend to lose.

The heavy footsteps seemed to crush the ground, and the blood-stained footprints engraved the will of life. Qiuqiu Yankai King roared silently and stretched out his hand towards the hunter's head.

As long as it advances a few meters, it can easily crush its fragile body and mind.

And because of the shaky double image caused by blood loss, she was still trying to lock the position aimed at the heart.

5 m.

4 m.

3 m.

2 meters....

The monster stretched out his hand.

Timmy exhaled but closed his eyes, phantoms of the past flickered in the dark world.

..........

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing the white doves flying into the distance in the sky, the young boy threw down his bow and said angrily with tears in his eyes.

Beside him, the man laughed and rubbed his head.

"That's just because you haven't grasped the trick. Don't give up easily. Don't put a heavy will in pursuit of victory on the arrow. If it's too heavy, the arrow won't be able to fly. Let the arrow follow the direction of the wind. When you can hear the wind whispering in your ear at the critical moment, that is the opportunity to let go."

The man smiled boldly, his figure was as bright as the sun.

"You are my son, so don't give up no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future."

"You're my pride, Timmy."

The father's dying words seemed to ring in her ears, and the girl's face showed a strange expression of helplessness and a bit of dumbfounding.

Proud... wish you could see it for yourself.

In the dark world of nothing.

With complete concentration on hearing one sense.

She heard it, heard the breeze whispering in her ear.

now--

The hunter's son opened his eyes.

The wind said, you can let go.

boom!

Arrows flew out.

The old red bow that ushered in the limit broke, together with the shackles and promises of the past.

The nightmare of the past still roars.

Huge claws claw at the hunter who cannot resist in his own shadow.

Then--

pierce!

Red hot blood spilled on the grass, as hot as if it could ignite a flame.

Hunter opened his eyes.

She looked at the sharp claws that stopped in front of her, and then looked up at the blue sky in the sky.

"The winner is me."

A flat voice echoed in the space like a sigh.

Although weak, it is undeniable.

And with the end of her announcement, the huge figure of the loser fell down, making an earth-shattering sound.

The afterglow of the sun fell on the victor's head like a dreamy veil.