Chapter 65: The Trial of Adulthood (Part I)

Watching them skillfully dismember the buffalo and throw its head into a leather bag, I suddenly remembered this.

I'm still wondering what it would be like if a werewolf killed a wolf in a coming-of-age trial, or, a human, killed a monkey?

Although they are beasts, we are intelligent beings, and these beasts only know the life of fools, and they can't even wear clothes to cover their shame or make a fire to cook food, but after all, they look very much like us.

Thinking of this, and looking at the bison head that they cut off, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart......

At this time, several of the scattered herds of deer and cattle also ran to my side, and one of the bison also noticed me.

It snorted and lunged at me with its head down.

I understood its cry on the run: "Nasty! Enemy! Outliers! Drive away! ”

It seems that its hatred for the hunting team is not small, and when it sees me alone, it thinks I am a bully.

It's a pity that I don't see it as an opponent.

The bison rushed in front of me, and with a quick dodge I went around its side, and pushed it with my shield—

The bison was knocked over by me and paddled a short distance out of the grass before stopping.

Then, in horror, it got up and faced me, its eyes wide and wary, but little by little it moved away.

I didn't catch up, it said to itself: "Powerful!" ”

Then he spread his hooves and ran back to his companion.

The elder brother shouted from afar: "Don't let go!" ”

I shook my hand at him and continued westward.

Kate and the others packed up and seemed to be planning to go northwest.

Of course, we can't escape the wolves and lone leopards that follow behind the deer and cattle, and these beasts have also noticed me, a "lonely" little minotaur.

In the sky, there is also a black eagle that keeps hovering.

Of course, this Black Hawk is not a grandfather.

Soon, the wolves began to move closer to me.

said that it was a wolf pack, but in fact there were only five of them, which could only be regarded as a small family. A real pack of wolves is a group of several families, at least ten or more.

Such a small family of wild wolves often has a parent, that is, the head wolf, and the first to approach me is the head wolf.

Dad, they were still following hundreds of paces away, and they didn't mean to come up to help at all, only the elder brother asked, "Is it okay, Bihon!" ”

I said, "Don't worry! ”

"Howl!"

The wolf roared and pounced on me first.

Although I don't plan to use these beasts that haven't even reached the level of demonic beasts as opponents, if they take the initiative, I won't back down.

I let the buffalo go, just because I remembered what I said to Leo.

But now, I'm not going to let go of these reckless wolves.

Taking a few steps back, the wolf leaped sharply.

This is their usual trick against bison, deer, or some other tall beast. As long as you jump up and bite the back or neck of the prey, and the accomplices rush up from the side and bite desperately, the prey will basically not be able to escape.

In training, both my father, my brother, and Uncle Yanggovo said that those high-flying moves looked very powerful, but in fact, they were the easiest to knock over.

Because without the earth, the body becomes unsupported.

This applies not only to us, but also to the beasts.

The head wolf that jumped high was like a fallen leaf floating in the air.

Although it has a hideous look and fierce movements.

I wasn't even nervous at all, I just took a breath lightly, aimed at where it landed, and then, slowly, raised my shield and pushed it forward at the right time!

"Dang!" "Whew!"

With a soft sound, accompanied by a scream, the wolf turned from a falling leaf to a slapping stone, and fell fiercely towards the rear.

It was followed by a half-large male wolf, who was just about to learn from his parents to jump when he was knocked into the ground.

The two wolves screamed and rolled into a ball.

The three wolves behind were not slow to react, and they cleverly dodged away, and continued to rush towards me after a few steps.

They split into three paths and lunged at me in unison.

I stepped forward, reached the one on the right, and raised my hammer.

"Poof!"

The black copper wooden hammer smashed the wolf's head with ease.

This wolf, who had always been unlucky, became the first trophy of my adult trial.

The two on the left pounced in no particular order, one of which hit the shield and was blocked by me.

The remaining one slipped under the shield and opened its mouth wide towards my knee.

I was prepared, and with a slight turn, my tail flicked out.

As far as I observed, no one in the village attacked with their tails.

Probably, I was the first.

It reminds me of Leo and the hooked tail of the demon in the art book......

Although I thought it was a bit strange to train my tail, I was just thinking about getting stronger as quickly as possible, and I didn't care so much.

Now, my tail can wrap around a branch and hang my body upside down, and it's not difficult to deal with a wolf at all.

"Smack!"

I turned my head slightly, and I could even see the skin on the wolf's face being torn apart by my tail, and blood splattered......

"Whew!"

The wolf howled even more miserably.

I'm not going to give them a chance to rest and heal, and when I turn around, the hammer follows again.

"Poof!"

The hammer smashed the wolf with ease, cracked by my tail.

Then, the wolf, which had been blocked by the shield, also landed, and was about to attack again.

My hammer won't sit idle.

"Poof!"

Another wolf's head.

The black copper wooden hammer was already stained with a little blood.

On the other side, the two that had fallen to the ground also stopped, but the head wolf was afraid that he would never be able to stand up again—I had already broken both of its front paws with that blow in the air.

The other got up in embarrassment and yelled at me.

However, it also seems to feel my strength.

The bloody gas in the air frightened the half-big wolf.

It was ready to flee.

The head wolf on the ground suddenly shouted, "Run!" ”

The half-wolf turned around and ran without hesitation.

I didn't hesitate and threw out my shield.

I'm very high at throwing stones now, and I haven't tried much to throw a shield, but it's not bad.

"Dang!" "Click!" "Whew!"

A series of voices sounded, and the half-wolf finally failed to run far, and was smashed and retreated.

The wolf broke his front paws, lay on the ground, bared his teeth at me fiercely, and let out a low roar full of hatred: "Enemy! Enemy! Slay! ”

It seems that its anger has made it incapable of discerning things.

I will not let go of this ferocious beast of the steppes.

Compared to lions, tigers, leopards and other beasts, wolves are the most numerous and brutal beasts, and it is said that if they are hungry, they will even eat their own cubs.

Moreover, the meat of wild wolves is not tasty, and when we hunt, only their fur, teeth and bones are left, and the meat is to be thrown away.

The meat thrown away will also be eaten by other beasts, including wild wolves.

I walked over and watched the wolf's angry and crazy eyes smash its head.

At this point, I have actually completed the trial of adulthood.

For other people, killing five wolves by one person is a remarkable achievement.

But I'm not satisfied, my goal is Warcraft.

Throwing down the five wild wolves, I continued to walk, and Dad and the others walked there, cleaned up casually, and quickly skinned the wolves.

After a while, I saw a cheetah and a few hyenas in the distance come around and eat the wolf's meat.

I continued on, passing by the place where the elephants had been colonized for the first time.

The meadows have long since been restored to their original state, and there is no sign of any elephants.

More than three or four years have passed.

However, the Warcraft I was expecting still didn't appear.

If it doesn't show up, I would even like to extend the trial until tomorrow.

Things didn't go so badly, after all, they had already divined before going out.

Soon, at the foot of a small hill overgrown with small trees to the southeast of the meadow where the elephant was killed, I encountered a demonic beast.

It's a wolf.

An old monster wolf.

It wanders outside the woods because there is a herd of wild horses in the woods, and it is looking for an opportunity to pounce on it to hunt.

The wolf is originally a social animal, and it also likes to act in groups, so it is still a monster, and there is only one possibility - in its group, a younger and stronger monster head wolf was born, and it was driven out.

This former head wolf is the opponent I am looking forward to!

Even though it's a bit old.