The night snow was falling, the cold was biting, and there was darkness between heaven and earth.

Guided by the roar of the beast, Agoura returned to the river bank in front of the bear cave, where the flames had been extinguished, and dozens of obscene figures gathered in the darkness to tear and eat.

Is the bear dead? Is the tusked tiger dead? Or are both dead? But no matter who died, Agoura, who had a bow in his hand, would not be afraid of these jackals, and did not hesitate to shoot the jackals with his bow and arrows.

For the frenzied group of jackals, the inexplicable fall of the same kind in the dark not only did not arouse their vigilance, but also crowded into a pile with all their strength because of the sudden decrease in the pressure of grabbing food around them, and their fate was already doomed!

After firing more than thirty arrows in a row, the jackals were almost wiped out, and the remaining jackals finally felt the threat of the horse's arrival and fled.

Agoura let out a long breath and moved his right arm, which was swollen and numb. I have to say that even for a warrior like Agoura, it is extremely physically exhausting to shoot so many arrows in such a short time. After all, Agoura needs to vent her anger too much.

Agoura took out the beast oil torch from his horseback and lit it, and then stepped forward to check that it was the toothed tiger who died!

This is the result of imagination, only the bear god can surpass the limits of the species and kill the stronger tusked tiger! So where is the bear god?

If Agoura had carefully examined the tiger corpse with a torch, he might have found that an arrow had not been shot by himself, but Agoura already had a preconceived mental hint of "divine warfare", and Agoura's attention had already ignored these details.

Agoura began to lead his horse to the bear cave with all his attention! In the daytime, this timid war horse is his biggest drag, but now in this night when his vision is limited, the timidity of the war horse is indeed his biggest reliance - once the bear god is in the hole, the war horse will definitely give a frightened warning.

There was no warning from the horses, the bear cave was empty, and the glimmer of the torch found a shallow series of giant bear footprints near the firewood pile at the entrance of the cave.

Agoura's heart jumped, and the giant bear was gone? Where did it go? Is it hurt? The footprints must be traced while they are still there.

Just as Agoura turned to follow, Agoura suddenly turned around and glanced at the firewood remnants. His love bow is made of animal horns, even if the animal rubber bowstring is burned, the general material should still be there, and although the arrow shaft is burned, the pottery arrow will not be burned, and it can still be recycled-

"Ridiculous! When is it, Batu must have finished my joke at the patriarch at this time, and then went into my tent to enjoy my woman, and I was still thinking about recycling......"

Although he was so entangled and resentful, Agoura's body was indeed very honest, and the habit of cherishing weapons that he had cultivated since childhood still made Agoura involuntarily turn around and squat down and turn over the snow-covered debris - the ground was frozen and hard to dig!

Trouble, don't look for it! Agoura finally stopped being entangled, and resolutely turned his head and resolutely followed. I have to say that Agoura's mentality has collapsed, and the basic literacy of being a tracker is to measure the depth and tightness of the footprints, otherwise the weight of this giant bear must exceed his cognition.

Agoura led his horse into the woods, and the familiar neighing of a herd of jackals could be heard in front of him. Agoura realized that something must have happened, and stepped up even more.

Soon, Agoura's torch dispelled the jackal's shadow in front of him, and a dead jackal torn by its own kind appeared in view.

Agoura intensified his pursuit again, and the glowing eyes of the beast loomed in the woods under the reflection of the torches, and Agoura knew that a massacre had just been carried out in the woods, and this slaughter would attract nearby beasts, which would cause trouble for his tracking, but it was only trouble!

Then the war horse finally let out an uneasy roar, and two pairs of green beast eyes appeared in front of him, and Agoura finally found the feeling of his hair standing up, it should be a forest leopard! This male and female beast that can leap like an ape in the forest is much stronger than a pack of jackals.

If it were peacetime, Agoura would try to avoid such a pointless battle, but now, death to those who stand in my way!

Agoura tied his restless horse to the tree beside him, placed a torch on the branch, and then raised his hand to the beast's eye to shoot an arrow—and as a scream rang out in front of him, Agoura immediately threw his bow and drew his horse's spear, ready to meet the pounce of another forest leopard.

In fact, the woods are not conducive to spear fighting forest leopards, and Agoura's real killer weapon is wrestling with his bare hands!

Therefore, when the forest leopard in the darkness avoided Agoura's spurt with incredible agility, Agoura roared wildly and burst into pursuit, and the forest leopard who had just finished dodging could no longer avoid Agoura's crushing pounce - snap and click!!

The neck of the forest leopard was twisted by Agora in an instant—as a descendant of the proud son of the Thunder God Clan, Agoura brought the strength, speed, and explosion of human beings to the extreme! In other words, this kind of combat power that can fight with fierce beasts with bare hands is no longer human.

At this moment, Agoura's battle blood has been completely ignited, Agora believes that no matter whether the other party is a bear god or an apostle, its retreat after the battle with the tusked tiger only shows one problem, it is also injured, and the divine light that fell from the sky just now is that it is recovering with divine power! I will never give it a chance!

Agoura immediately gathered his weapons and horses drove the beasts through the forest, and in front of him was a dead jackal, whose body had not yet been completely torn apart by the beasts. As Agoura was about to leap over, he suddenly remembered that as a hunter, he should at least know how the jackal died from this dead jackal, which looked intact, right? After all, the incredible fall of the two dead jackals during the day surpassed Agoura's cognition.

Agoura kicked the dead jackal, and the beast had dug a bloody hole in its abdomen and eaten a lot of internal organs, but there were no signs of injury in other parts.

Odd! Agula immediately squatted down and stroked and checked the dead jackal's skull, cervical vertebrae, lumbar vertebrae and other fatal vital points, and there were no traces of injury!

Agoura's heart trembled! How so? Agoura could imagine a bear biting, slapping to death, and sitting on a jackal, but he couldn't imagine how a bear could kill a much smaller jackal through its abdomen! Is it the same back kick as a horse? This...... It's still different! Didn't the jackal die at the hands of a bear? But no matter what kind of beast dies at the hands of the beast, it shouldn't be fatal in the abdomen, right?

Without much time to think, in confusion and even fear, a wide forest clearing appeared in front of him, and a giant tree that he had never seen before subverted Agoura's cognition, this is the sacred tree? The altar of the bear god? Did the divine light land here just now?

Such a mysterious scene instantly made Agoura, who was already skeptical, have an urge to worship! Compared with the ordinary primitive tribes, all kinds of witchcraft worship gods and ancestors did not know what gods were, the Du Thunder God Clan, where Agoura is located, can really feel the existence of God, can listen to God's oracles, and accept God's gift of life, Du Thunder God Clan's fear of God is far beyond ordinary prehistoric humans.

Although the Ancestral God is the only god served by the Agoura people, the people of Agoura know that there are gods who constantly send apostles above the ancestral gods, and this heartfelt fear will not be dissipated by the victory of killing the apostles again and again.

So at this moment, Agoura's explosive blood quickly dissipated in the cold night and heartfelt concerns, and the exhaustion that had consumed a lot of physical strength surged all over his body.

You've all come here, and you can't go back! Agoura took a deep breath, knelt on the ground and uttered the most pious prayer from the depths of his soul: "Ancestral God, please give me the courage and strength to challenge the Bear God......"

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At this moment, Wang Qiang, who was tired and asleep at some point, was woken up by the panicked women: "Chief, Sister Hua heard that someone was coming outside!" ”

Wang Qiang was completely sleepy, it really deserved the difficulty of 5.0, and he didn't give himself a chance to breathe, this was to force himself to do it?

Ah Duo said in a deep voice: "The crossbow is repaired, as long as he enters the hole, he will be given a poisoned arrow!" ”

Give him an arrow? Wouldn't killing him alarm the backstage players? However, this is your choice, and this is the outcome you have to face!

Wang Qiang immediately came back to his senses: "Put out the bonfire......"

Then I remembered something: "Don't let the child cry...... but this is the hardest, the child wants to cry and the adult cares? Could it be ...... Also, if the other party is two people, even if one dies, what if the other dies? At this moment, Wang Qiang suddenly felt how capricious and cruel his choice not to turn back was......