"They're not here, are they already on the other side of the Rift Valley?" Chief Samba watched carefully from Ansu's former camp. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info broken sheds, scattered ashes, no one is here.

"But their footprints are coming this way." An Ammanra said.

"They're really going in that direction." Chief Samba nodded, he remembered that Ansu had asked him for directions before, and that she had not yet found her companion. Now that she has found it, will she continue to go to the snowy mountains? Chief Samba squinted at the grayish-white, wavy line on the other side of the Great Rift Valley, thinking.

Temo silently followed, he still couldn't believe that the goddess in his heart was a thief, but he couldn't doubt the chief's words. It can only be dealt with with silence. But he seems to have been on the chief's attention.

Chief Samba called Tamo to come forward and ask for the opinion of the top hunter.

"Do you think they'll still be in this grassland?"

Taimo glanced up at Chief Samba and shook his head, "After such a long time, they should have gone far too." ”

Chief Samba was not satisfied with the answer, nor with Temo's recent form, as his best of men had recently lost his sharpness and seemed as dull as an old lion.

Chief Samba snorted in displeasure: "Except for this grassland, there are dead lands everywhere, they shouldn't leave so recklessly." Everyone scattered and searched for me! He glared at Temo, "You stay with me." Let's take a look at the cave below. It's also possible that they're hiding underneath like rats. ”

Ordinary predators such as lions and cheetahs usually hunt on young or old prey, and it takes more risk to catch young and strong prey. Once injured, predators can become prey to others. In the grasslands, the roles of predator and prey can be reversed in an instant.

But Simon is no ordinary predator, and he's going to have to mutate himself in a crisis. Now although he can feel the power in his body, he can't control it as he wants, and can only rely on an opportunity. Crisis is where that ability comes in.

Simon chose to target the strongest male bison, with its thick limbs and sharp horns that seemed to glisten in the sun, and it raised its head from time to time as if to examine his territory. It was supposed to be the leader of the bison herd.

The attack leader, needless to say, will definitely be attacked by the entire herd. Simon couldn't help but look back, Captain, you have to make a timely move.

After eating the grass, the head cow of the bison herd flicked its tail leisurely, and was about to find a cow to talk to me, when suddenly a black shadow burst out of the grass, and the sharp blade in his hand went straight to its neck. The cow squealed, lowered its head, and poof—its horns were slashed, but unharmed.

Rub, so hard! Simon cursed in his heart, and immediately dodged away from the saber that Ansu had given him, and at this time the horns had just been raised in front of him, and he could feel the fierce wind.

Moo--

The head cow raised its head and shouted, and when the alarm was heard, the wild bull that was grazing around raised its head alertly, flicked its tail and gathered around the head cow, and surrounded the head cow and Simon in the middle. To the bison herd, Simon is far less threatening than the lions, he is more like a rat and can be easily trampled to death by them.

But the dignity of the leader was not to be offended, and the aggressive buffalo surrounded Simon and let the bull kill him. But the situation seems to be much more difficult than they think.

The tiny creature swayed through the herd like a flea, and the buffalo pushed and shoved, their horns colliding with each other, making a jumble of noises, and their irascible and aggressive temperament was provoked.

Simon walked through the herd, undoubtedly like walking in a sword forest, accidentally touching the sharp horns, and finally came out of the herd, before he could catch his breath, there was a sound behind him shaking the mountain.

The whole herd of bison rushed towards Simon with great vigour, threatening to trample him into a pulp.

The whole ground was shaking, Simon wiped it, and hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran, but the two-legged one was still slightly inferior to the four-legged one, and Simon was soon drowned in the herd. Ansu held the dagger and waited quietly.

One, two, three, four--

After a few seconds, a roar exploded from the herd, and several of the cows in the herd were thrown to the ground alive, trampled by the cattle behind them and let out a few screams. Simon is like a boulder in the river, unable to stand among the galloping bison.

Simon stretched out two thick arms and grasped the two horns of the bull, and he was pushed back a few steps, and two deep trenches immediately appeared under his feet. Simon roared again, his arms were strong, his muscles bulged, he gritted his teeth, and actually stopped the bullfight.

The bull squeezed its hooves hard, its nose spurting rough air, and it wriggled its head to break free of its horns, but Simon's hands were firmly fixed.

Ansu calmly watched as Simon pressed the bull's head to the ground, picked up his fist and smashed it down, watching him get stabbed by the horns of other bison, dripping with blood. After the mutation, he really only had the desire to kill and bloodthirsty, and even put his own life on the line.

Ansu closed her eyes fiercely, and her body moved with it when she opened it again. Last time, Ansu inadvertently invaded Simon's consciousness with his mental power and woke him up, and this time Ansu also tried to concentrate his mental power to invade Simon's mind again. No one had ever done this before, and Ansule decided to give it a try. If it doesn't work, Ansu is sure to tie him up and wait for the violent state to pass.

An Su closed his eyes and calmed down, concentrating his mental power to a high degree. Ansu felt her temples pounding, and her head began to throb. She frowned, but quickly refocused her attention on the condensation of her mental power. In the end, the spiritual power was condensed into a white arrow by An Su, which emitted a faint blue light in his mind.

Go! An Su's eyes widened, and the arrows condensed by his spiritual power flew towards Simon, who was immersed in killing at this time and was shot unsuspectingly. A cold sensation spread throughout his body, and his movements slowed down.

Ansu flew over and carried Simon out of the battle circle, and although her every movement caused a sharp headache, she held back. Ansu pressed Simon's shoulders and looked into the depths of his pupils, her spiritual power constantly invading--

"Captain, you're finally here!" Simon was overjoyed, accidentally burned by the red pillar of light, and took a step back with a hiss.

Ansu nodded, looking at the cage of red pillars of light, and then his eyes slowly fell on Simon's body.

"Break it!" Ansu suddenly ordered. (To be continued.) )