Really looking for something? The scrivener looked at the distant plane in a daze. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

During the day, it was hard to survive the heat and humidity, and in the evening swarms of mosquitoes began to gather and buzz around people's heads. Unable to stay any longer, the two climbed down the trunk of the tree and burrowed into the hollow.

The nights are just as hard, and the heat and humidity in the small space are unbearable. Neither of them could sleep, so they removed some of the rocks blocking the hole in the tree to allow the air to flow. The night was shrouded, and the faint green fluorescent flickered like ghosts, wolves, and they reappeared.

The scrivener didn't care, the island area was limited, and the wolves were the masters of the area, so it was not surprising to appear in this area. Moreover, it is not the first time that they have been seen at night, and they have been safe for several days.

After midnight, Rena fell asleep first, resting her head on the lap of the scrivener, peaceful. The scrivener box was also napping, lying next to the tree hole with a gun in his hand.

Suddenly, an earthy smell crept into my nostrils, so faint that it was almost imperceptible, but it was still caught by the scrivener. The smell in the tree cavity is incompatible with this smell, and there is a strong sense of abruptness. The scrivener's scalp tightened, and there seemed to be a great danger approaching, and he sat up straight, sleepless. A pair of dark green eyes were staring at him through the cracks in the stones.

In order to ventilate, the scrivener removed a piece of the stone blocking the hole in the tree, leaving a hole the size of a watermelon, which has not been blocked. He was awakened by the strange smell, and subconsciously looked out of the cave, where a wolf's head was blocking the entrance of the cave, a stone's throw away from him. Apparently the guy wanted to get in, but the hole was too small and his head was stuck. The wolf had a long tongue sticking out, and the foul smell came from its mouth.

The scrivener sticks the gun into the wolf's mouth and pulls the trigger. Poof, a dull sound breaks the silence. The wolf's head went soft, and there was no more breath. A black-red liquid flowed out of the wolf's mouth.

Gnea...... Howling sounded. The bloody wolf's head mechanically retreated outward, and a companion was biting the corpse and pulling it out. Bang, bang, tongues of fire gushed, and two wolves fell on the edge of the tree hole. When it comes to the enemy, the scrivener box is never soft. He finally understood that the wolves had always taken him and Rena as targets for prey, and that the group was cunning and had not made a rash move for several days, and now they chose the opportunity to carry out a surprise attack.

Gnea...... There was another furious wail, and countless fluorescent glows gathered around the hollow of the tree.

It's time to come or it's coming! The scrivener points his spear out of the cave and prepares for a massacre. Rena also squeezed over to look out, and was pushed open by the scrivener.

The irascible wolves scurried around the trees, but the guys were cunning and didn't attack again. They were greatly touched by the corpses of their companions. The scrivener counted the bullets in his hand, and even if he killed one with one shot, it would not be enough to kill all the wolves. It's bound to be a battle with no winners.

The wolves were very patient, and they did not attack for three hours. The scrivener was a little depressed, and if this continued, he and Rena would be dying of thirst in less than three days. The water in the hollow of the tree is only enough to last a day. In such a hot and humid environment, no water is equal to no life. Cunning guys, you really have to keep besieging them. Cold sweat broke out in the scrivener, and the IQ of these guys was much higher than expected.

There was a rustle, and there were animals walking in the bushes, from far to near, and they seemed to be very large in size. The wolves seemed to be afraid of what was approaching, and they retreated into the distance. A large black shadow emerged from the woods, like a small hill. The scrivener held his breath and stared out. The night was so thick that there was nothing to be seen but a dark shadow.

The speed of the black shadow was not slow, as if it was a leisurely stroll, and it did not pay attention to the wolves at all. The scrivener was a little speechless, he thought that the wolves were the masters of the isolated island, but now it seems that they are not, there are more terrifying existences than them.

"Your mother, this time it's really bad luck!" The scrivener secretly cursed. The wolves are already very difficult to entangle, and another "black hill" has come out, and the bullets are estimated to be unable to stop it. He remembered the huge black shadow that had haunted the other night, and it should have been this guy.

The black shadow approached the hole in the tree without any mud or water. The scrivener bullet is loaded, and if it dares to attack, he will not hesitate to shoot the bullet. The stones blocking the tree hole are not very large, and the scrivener box and Rena can lift it together, and they can block the wolves, but they can't stop this "black mountain". It only takes a few hits to knock the stone down.

The wolves hid farther away and gave up the field to the "Black Hill". Rena hugged the scrivener's shoulders tightly, trembling all over, she was a little desperate, what was in front of her was not something they could deal with. Even if we can survive tonight, what about tomorrow!

"Black Mountain" slowly approached, and did not take the wolves seriously at all, nor did they take the scrivener seriously. The huge body slowly approached the tree hole, ten, nine, eight meters...... In the end, there are only six meters. The scrivener still couldn't see what kind of monster it was, and it was just a huge black shadow, standing up to the sky, so big that it was terrifying. Black fur, black limbs, eyes flashed two vague cold rays from time to time, almost all parts were black, and in the night could only be a black shadow. The earthy smell is so clear and intense that it's almost disgusting.

Rena was extremely nervous, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she pinched the back of the scrivener hard, which was close enough to why she didn't let go of the gun. She even wanted to snatch the gun and bring it herself.

The scrivener stared at the black shadow intently, the distance of six meters was not far away, but it was still within the range of bearing, and if it was closer, the power of the bullet would be greater. This guy is too big, and the Garand rifle may not be able to kill with a single shot, and he still can't touch the opponent's vital parts. If it is closer, the scrivener is confident that it will penetrate its body.

Whining...... The black shadow let out a low roar, and did not go any further, stopping in place and tearing at the wolf corpse on the ground.

I see! The scrivener box is long at a breath. The target of the dark shadow is not them, but the wolf corpse on the ground. Trapped on an isolated island, this black mountain-like creature has long been hungry to the extreme. The smell of blood from the wolf corpse attracted it, and how could it let it go.

Gnea...... The wolves hiding next to them became furious, and the corpses of their companions were inviolable, and although they were afraid of the "Black Mountain", they still warned it. The size of the two sides compares like an ant to a cockroach.

"Black Mountain" ignored it, used his mouth and forelimbs together, and quickly tore open the wolf skin, tearing off a handful of flesh and blood and filling it in his mouth. It was so hungry that it ignored the warnings of the wolves.

Oh...... An old wolf walked in the front, his green eyes fixed on the black shadow. It is issuing the harshest warning to the other side. More than a dozen wolves surrounded the black shadow, and the faint green light shimmered.

Now that there is a good show, the scrivener pats Rena on the shoulder and tells her not to be nervous. Rena's heart hadn't recovered from the wild beat, it was too thrilling just now, so close, she had already shot. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that if I had fired at that time, the consequences would have been unbearable. It's hard to imagine the power of the cranky giant black shadow and the cunning wolf pack.

"Black Mountain" is still stuffing meat into his mouth. Whoosh, the wolves finally moved, and a wolf jumped up from the back of the "Black Hill" and bit the left leg. The other wolf flew out almost at the same time and bit down on the right leg. The "Black Hill" let out a dull roar, and with a flick of his right leg, the force was unimaginably great, and the wolf was thrown far away, planted in the bushes.

Whizzing...... Several wolves jumped high from different directions, each biting a different part of the "Black Mountain".

Woohoo...... "Black Mountain" let out a dull and irritable roar, and his whole body swayed wildly. Several wolves were thrown out. A wolf slammed into a tree trunk in the distance, breaking his lumbar vertebrae. Although he did not die, he could never get up again.

Whoosh...... Several wolves flew over again and continued to bite the body of the "Black Mountain". The wolves are very particular about coordinated operations, and they continue to rush towards their opponents.

Woo...... "Black Mountain" became furious, raised his big foot and kicked a wolf that fell on the ground. Weight and strength, the living wolf instantly turned into pulp, the wolf's skin burst open, and the internal organs squirted far away.

The scrivener finally made a judgment that "Black Mountain" was a big bear, so big that he couldn't imagine it. There are black bears in Savage Mountain, and this is the first time I have seen them.

More wolves pounced on the black bear, their sharp teeth biting at the black bear's fur and not letting go. Again and again, he was thrown away by the huge force of the black bear, but he was able to take away a piece of skin and flesh from his mouth. However, the price they paid was not small, several wolves were dead on the spot, and their internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

The black bear is scarred, and there is no skin and meat on the legs, back, and belly. The scrivener is secretly frightened, and the wolf pack's ability to cooperate is beyond imagination. Black bears are dozens of times larger than them, but they do not have the upper hand, and they use their speed and agility to maneuver around black bears, each wolf attacking one part. The big black bear is overwhelmed.

It was a brutal hand-to-hand fight. The black bear was scarred, especially on his right leg and abdomen, with patches of flesh torn off and blood flowing through the muscles. The losses of the wolves were not small, and from time to time accomplices fell to the ground. However, the other wolves continued to fight and launched round after round of offensives around the big black bear.

The battle lasted for a long time, until the light of the east dawned and the dawn approached. The black bear eventually retreated, limped to the creek, and waded away. The wolves didn't chase after them, and they didn't want to provoke a big guy like a black bear. Besides, this bear is not single, and if the whole family kills it, it will be difficult for the wolves to resist.

Gnea...... A long howl. The wolves quickly disappeared into the trees, leaving several wolf corpses on the ground.

The sudden silence is hard to get used to. The scrivener and Rena glanced at each other, a scene that will never be forgotten for the rest of their lives. The scrivener used stones to plug the only gap, and the two of them stayed awake all night, so they had to hurry up and make up for sleep. The early morning weather is exceptionally cool, making it the coolest time of the day.