Chapter 59: The Cubs

The giant praying mantis seemed to be very unhappy that its attack failed to kill its opponent in one blow, and the two front claws rubbed in front of it, making a cacophony of metal rubbing.

Big Meow's wounds were oozing blood, and the ground near it was soon stained red. It's just that although it trembled slightly even when it stood up, it still looked at the praying mantis with a fierce face, and it didn't mean to back down at all.

Ron frowned, his steps approaching like two monsters, and he thought about his next step.

Judging from the speed of the praying mantis just now, it is impossible for him to keep up, but judging from the strength of that attack, the strength of this praying mantis is at most equivalent to the level of a 40th martial king of human beings. If he can seize the opportunity and control this mantis for a moment, he believes that with his capture of the timing of the battle, he will definitely be able to give this mantis a fatal blow.

If Ron wants to help this big meow? That's the kind of beast he summons, and with Meow's intimacy with him, he has to help with everything.

The praying mantis seemed to see that the big meow was already a little exhausted due to excessive blood loss at this time, but it did not rush to attack, but patiently waited for the prey to fall on its own, so that it could report a good meal.

Big Meow also seemed to see through the mantis's sinister intentions, and let out a low roar from his mouth, his whole body gradually arched, and the muscles on his body contracted violently.

But with its movements, the wound also burst out of a large pool of blood at once, making the big meow sore straight teeth, but the eyes are becoming more and more determined, as if even if it wants to die with the praying mantis, it will not hesitate.

The praying mantis also seemed to feel the determination of the big meow, and its body involuntarily took a step back.

It was this subtle action that Big Meow moved, and Ron moved with Big Meow.

The blue pattern under the dark golden hair on Big Meow's body flickered rapidly, increasing its speed by a few points. The entire body pulled out nine afterimages of different shapes in the air in a row, as if it had been split into nine.

The praying mantis didn't panic, the pair of guillotine-like front claws crossed in front of him, and slashed out eighteen swords in a row, directly facing the nine illusory afterimages.

"Meow!" A terrible scream came, and a blade of the praying mantis struck Big Meow's left front leg, causing its forward momentum to suddenly stagnate, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

The illusory afterimage in mid-air was also crushed by the mantis's sword at this moment.

The praying mantis put away the two pairs of front claws, and looked at the dying big meow in front of him with satisfaction, his eyes full of joy of victory.

Big Meow's eyes gradually dimmed, but they didn't seem to be dying of grief and indignation, but with endless grief.

The praying mantis rubbed against the pair of huge front claws, just about to deliver the final blow to the prey

The keen perception of danger caused its claw to stop in mid-air before it fell, and then its body twisted to the side in a strange posture.

At the moment when the praying mantis twisted its body, a pitch-black arrow slashed dangerously past its side, and a spark sparked on its carapace body, and with a bang, it shot at a towering tree not far away.

The praying mantis seems to be enraged by this sneak attack, it is the only one in this life who sneaks up on others, when will anyone dare to sneak attack it. A pair of emerald green eyes swirled in all directions, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

"Advanced magic!

Just as the praying mantis was looking around, countless black tentacles suddenly drilled out from under its feet, and swooped down on it.

The speed of the praying mantis is not unfast, constantly flashing and moving on the ground, the speed is as fast as teleportation, and it senses a strong sense of threat from the black tentacles.

But no matter how it moved, the black tentacles were like maggots on tarsal bones, biting at it. No matter how it moved, the black tentacles waited for it where it was about to appear, as if it could make a prediction. If it weren't for its incredible speed, I'm afraid it would have been entangled by that black tentacle by now.

Ron was also secretly surprised, he didn't expect the speed of this praying mantis to be so fast, even if it was locked by the black tentacles, it could move and escape at the moment it was captured, such an amazing speed, he had seen it for the first time.

However, no matter how fast the praying mantis is, its physical strength will eventually be exhausted. Soon, the speed of the praying mantis gradually slowed down, and in the end, Ron seized the opportunity and was suddenly tied into a rice dumpling by the black tentacles.

This may seem like a long time, but it's just a cup of tea. After all, the speed of this praying mantis is too fast, and the consumption of itself is also huge.

The praying mantis kept struggling, but the pair of front claws were folded inside by the black tentacles, and even if it wanted to use them to cut off the black tentacles, it could not do so, and could only be reduced from the high predator to the lamb to be slaughtered in Ron's hands.

Seeing that the mantis was no longer a threat, Ron hurried to the dying meow to check on his injuries.

But when Big Meow saw Ron approaching, even though he was covered in blood, he still bared his teeth and let out a low growl from his mouth, as if to warn Ron.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just want to help you, let me see your wounds, okay?" Ron raised his hands, signaling that he had no ill intentions, and slowly approached Big Meow.

Big Meow didn't seem to believe Ron, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and a blue bolt of lightning struck down in front of Ron, leaving a charred dot on the ground.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Ron's footsteps only paused slightly, and he still moved closer to the big meow, one step, two steps......

Just now

The lightning seemed to have exhausted all of Big Meow's strength, making its already dim eyes even more cloudy, its breathing getting weaker and weaker, and its vitality passing rapidly.

Ron came to Big Meow's side, quickly took out the recovery potion from his body, and poured it on the shocking wound.

Some of the wounds healed quickly with the help of recovery potions, but unfortunately, the wound on the back was too badly injured, and in addition to the fact that Big Meow had lost too much blood and gradually lost his physical functions, it was basically impossible to carry it through a night without the priest's healing skills.

Looking at Big Meow's gradually rapid breathing, Ron didn't know why, and his heart was as distressed as a knife.

"Meow ......" a childish cry suddenly pulled Ron's whole person back to reality, looking for the sound, a cat as big as a baby's fist crawled towards the place where Big Meow fell.

The cat had obviously just been born for a short time, and the fur on its body had not yet fully grown, and its immature eyes were narrowed into a slit, its snort twitched and its mouth continued to whimper softly, as if it was looking for something.

The cat's meow was like a shot in the arm, which made the big meow next to Ron suddenly wake up, and let out a soft meow from his mouth.

The cat's ears moved, and when it heard the meow's cry, its face was full of excitement, and it crawled faster under its feet, and crawled in the direction of the big meow.

But after all, it's too long, and the short distance is too long for it, and if you don't want to stumble under your feet, it will gurgle and become a rolling gourd. The fat body rolled on the ground and smashed into Big Meow's nose at once.

Big Meow dotingly stuck out his tongue and licked the cat, his eyes were full of love, where was the previous fierceness.

Only then did Ron realize that Big Meow knew that he was not afraid to fight the mantis, and the reason was this thing in front of him.

The cat curled up in a ball, nestled up at the chin of the big meow, and arched into the dark golden fur, as if it wanted to be warmer.

It's just that the cat, whose eyes haven't been fully opened, will see that its mother has only this last breath left at this time, and the temperature of the body is gradually passing, which makes the cat feel a little cold.

Ron's nose was sore, and he held back the sadness in his heart and came to Big Meow, looking at this admirable mother, Ron took off his cloak and put it around its neck, and then bent down and bowed.

Ron's series of movements were all seen by Big Meow, as if he felt that his life was short. The way it looked at Ron was no longer hostile, and for the first time it looked expectant.

"Meow...... Big Meow yelled at Ron, who didn't know if Ron could understand, and then used all his strength to push the curled cat into Ron's arms.

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