Where is the first evil?

I do not know.

But one thing is certain.

Since the little monster can use the seemingly harmless cub as an introduction and launch a cramming attack on us, it means that the other party has reached the point where he has to fight the boat.

You know, for monsters and humans, cubs represent hope.

Who would casually abandon hope until they were forced to do so?

Since even hope has been abandoned, and such a large-scale suicide attack is launched, that is to say, the leaders behind them have only one purpose - to kill us.

Unscrupulous means, at any cost, to kill us.

The reason why it has come to this point, I think, may be related to the failure of several sieges before.

Although I rarely live in the dense forest, I still know the law - survival of the fittest.

The advantages and disadvantages here do not refer exclusively to strength, but also to wisdom, strategy, and survivability.

The previous several encirclement and night raids all failed, and such a result was unacceptable to the little monsters who had been starving and frightened in the dense forest for a long time.

It's okay to fail, but you can't lose in a row, and once you lose in a row, even if you're the leader, you'll be finished.

Don't think that the boss is amazing, other little monsters are holding you, you are the leader, other little monsters are turning the sky upside down, you are not even a fart.

And the necessary factor to determine whether other little monsters are holding you or turning the sky upside down is whether you can fill your stomach and reduce the mortality of your companions.

Obviously, the previous series of attacks has proved that the current leader is not capable of doing this.

It may be because of insufficient ability, or it may be because the opponent is as fierce as a tiger.

In short, it can't do it.

If you can't do it, your position will be shaken.

For long-held leaders, the shaking of status means that power will be completely lost, food will no longer be abundant, and the exclusive female will eventually be taken in by the next chief.

All of this is unacceptable to the little monster leader who is accustomed to power, status, satiety, and desire.

Therefore, if it wants to win, it must win, even at all costs, even if it pushes the hope of the race to the forefront, even if it treats more of its companions as abandoned children, even if in the end it may only be half or even less than a third of its people left.

As long as you win, it's worth it.

As long as you can win, you can stabilize your position, and as long as you stabilize your position, you can continue to be powerful and prosperous, and you can continue to indulge freely.

Food, which can be collected again.

Females, you can pick them again.

subordinates, you can have another child.

Even if it is less than a third of its people, it is sure that it will be able to increase the number of its people back to its original size in a short period of time.

After all, in the face of high fecundity and high survival rate, everything is not a problem.

And now the biggest problem is these dozens of besieged guys.

Why haven't they surrendered yet?

Why do they still have such a strong fighting spirit?

Why don't you feel the slightest sign of their physical exhaustion?

Even a fierce giant wolf or a fire-breathing monitor lizard can't be so tenacious...... And powerful!

What exactly are they?

Is it native or foreign?

If it is native, why has it not been discovered until now?

If so, what is the purpose of their coming here?

Is it to overthrow the dynasty that he has single-handedly established?

Hiding behind a bush somewhere, secretly observing the scene of the ruthless slaughter of the people who poured up like a tide, the little monster leader's heart trembled.

It had always thought that it had won in its hands, but at this moment, it already felt that it had little chance of winning, just like when it was weak when it faced an adult giant wolf.

The group of people in front of you...... It's horrible!

Can't win...... Absolutely not going to win.

The little monster leader's pupils flickered with fear and helplessness, but he still persisted, still deceiving his kindred, encouraging them to move forward, telling them that these creatures had a lot of delicacies to feed their stomachs, and that the females among them could be used to reward the most valiant warriors.

The premise is that they can win.

But is it possible?

Holding on to the trunk of the tree, I looked down with cold eyes, this little monster hiding in the bushes, constantly screaming, I have already concluded that it is the leader - who will be idle in the hottest time of the battle except the leader?

Since it's the chief, it's time to die.

I smiled and slowly unsheathed the sword.

Since the scabbard is made of flexible cowhide, it does not make any sound, but the killing intent can affect the instinct of the creature.

At the moment when the knife was completely unsheathed, the leader of the little monster suddenly turned back in horror.

It didn't know I was standing behind it, it didn't even notice that there was no one in the group, it was just staring at me with a pair of terrified eyes, staring at the knife in my hand.

It's in fear, it's in war, it's in ...... Incontinence.

The more creatures that live in the knife and lick the blood, the greater the instinctive reaction to the surroundings.

The same goes for the little monster boss.

Although it has been high for many years, the instinct that has been honed in the days of licking blood from the knife is not something that can be discarded.

In its terrified eyes, this tall giant had absolute strength, unrivaled strength.

Just by facing it, it can already be determined that if you resist, you will definitely die.

So, it made a move that I didn't expect - it surrendered on its knees.

It is the instinct of weak creatures, and when faced with an invincible opponent, surrender, the vast majority of them can save their lives.

This has even become a law in the jungle.

But unfortunately, the person in front of me is not a local, but a foreigner.

I don't have time to pay attention to the humble gesture of the little monster kneeling and surrendering, this is just the rule of this island jungle, what does it have to do with me?

Besides, I have my own set of rules - cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, and the scourge will last for life.

The knife is out of its sheath, and if it doesn't get some blood, how can you say about the past?

So, I smiled and nodded at it, and then took its life.

The monster's attack stopped two minutes after the leader died.

Then, this group of guys, who were still menacing before, scattered in an instant, and disappeared again.

The so-called rabble refers to this group of guys.

At least a few of them will be able to resist resolutely.

But speaking of which, I was a little disappointed and regretful, I thought that the little monster leader who could organize such a beautiful night attack and encirclement would be a tall and strong type, in the eyes of monsters, and fierce in the eyes of humans.

Outcome...... is a cowardly who was scared to pee his pants and kneel down to worship.

With a sigh, I swung my knife again, slashing the little monster leader to pieces.

Xiao Qi ran over at a very fast speed at this time, and saw that the corpse of the little monster leader had become a puddle of mud, and he was instantly unhappy, glared at me, squeaked, and collected the remains with his forelimbs very unhappily.

I don't know where it gets upset again, maybe the Beetle has a few days a month when it's uncomfortable, even if it's a male.

Happy Chinese New Year's Eve.

(End of chapter)