The sun was shining, the blades of grass were golden in color, and the grassland was silent, except for the rustle of the weeds as the breeze blew.

Suddenly, a swarthy leopard burst out of the grass and sped forward as fast as a black lightning bolt.

However, looking at its appearance, it looked panicked, and it was dripping with blood, not like it was chasing prey, but like it was being chased by others, and it was like a lost dog.

The black panther is at the top of the food chain on the grassland, and apart from the saber-toothed tiger, the overlord of the grassland, I can't imagine any other animal that can make it so embarrassed.

As soon as the panther ran out of the grass more than ten meters away, a meteorite arrow shot out of the grass, and the panther heard the wind behind him, and quickly dodged to the side, reacting very quickly.

However, as if it had eyes, the meteorite arrow also drew an arc and shot to one side, and this time the panther had nowhere to dodge and was shot in the hind leg.

The panther, who was running fast, was hit so hard by this that it was as if he had tripped and fallen, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Brother Blue, I didn't expect you to be able to shoot arrows that can turn, it's amazing, you have to teach me!" a young man's voice came from the grass.

As soon as the words fell, two teenagers came out of the grass, the one who walked in front was wearing a red leather armor with slightly dark skin, and the other teenager was a head shorter than him, and his skin was much darker, but the muscles of his body were very strong, and he was wearing a leather jacket made of black panther skin.

Behind them was a black-gray Steppenwolf, a huge one, even larger than the hapless panther, but with only one left eye, scanning its surroundings warily.

When Steppenwolf saw the panther lying on the ground, he immediately rushed forward, pressed the panther who was still trying to struggle to get up with the broad soles of his feet, put his mouth close to the panther's throat, and let out a warning roar in his mouth, and the panther immediately stopped struggling uselessly.

"Fran, this kind of archery of mine, you can't learn it, you can't do witchcraft, you can't do it without mana. The red-clad boy smiled in response to his companion.

It turns out that these two teenagers are Red's eldest son, Blue, the protagonist of this book, and Green's eldest son, Fran, who have not seen each other for a few years, and they have both grown into twelve-year-old teenagers.

The two of them had gone out hunting with Grimm, and by the way, they planned to get Fran a war pet as an adult gift.

According to the rules of the tribe, a man is about to reach adulthood when he reaches the age of twelve, and a true warrior is usually to tame an adult war pet by himself as a memorial when he reaches adulthood.

So the main purpose of the two of them was to help Fran catch his first war pet.

The war pets of the Wolf tribe are of course the best Steppenwolf, so they are looking for a lone Steppenwolf on the grassland.

Steppenwolves are large social animals and are rarely left alone, so they searched for several days in this grassland, but never came across a suitable Steppenwolf.

Green took some warriors and went hunting, they had to prepare the rations for half a year in the night, and the little brothers continued to look for traces of Steppenwolf around.

As a result, Steppenwolf didn't find it, but he ran into a lone black panther, and the two teenagers who were not afraid of heaven and earth immediately started the idea of black panther.

With Bas in the back, they were not at all afraid of the panther, and greeted it with their throwing guns.

The panther dodged Fran's shot, but not Blue's, and after being wounded, the panther also found Bass who was eyeing them on the side, and he didn't have the courage to fight them at all, so he turned around and ran.

The Panther is much faster than Steppenwolf, but stamina is not its strong point, and it can't get rid of Buzz's tracking anyway, and it has been driven out of the Black Panther family, truly isolated.

As Green's apprentices, the archery skills of the two of them are also very good, except that their strength is not as good as that of adults, and their accuracy and skills are not inferior.

The black panther suffered very much, because these two boys were equipped with meteoric iron arrows, and although the black panther's fur was tough, it couldn't stop the meteoric iron arrows!

The two teenagers stepped forward, and Fran kicked the panther who fell to the ground and didn't dare to move, "Hehe, I caught a panther, this time I dare to underestimate us, don't you dare to underestimate us?"

Blue took a closer look at the panther, which was large, with slender limbs and muscular, but few whiskers, indicating that it was a panther that had just grown into adulthood.

"Fran, why don't you domesticate this black panther into a war pet, the black panther is also very strong, no worse than Steppenwolf!"

"That's not going to work!" Fran shook his head vigorously, one hundred and twenty unhappy, "Our Wolf tribe should naturally use Steppenwolf as a war pet, when have we used Black Panther? Except for my father's Hulk, aren't they all Steppenwolf?"

After speaking, he looked at Blue, "Otherwise, I will give you this black panther, don't you have no war pets? Buzz is also old, you must have a war pet that you have domesticated!"

Hearing Fran say that he was old, Buzz quietly walked behind Fran and slapped Fran on the ass, narrowly missing him.

Blue laughed, "How dare you say bad things about Bass?

"Besides, I have a war pet, my eggs hatch, it is the most powerful war pet, I don't need other war pets!"

Fran bared his teeth in pain and stroked his ass as he sneered, "Don't talk about it, just your ball, and the most powerful war pet?" It's been nine years, how much beast blood have you drunk, and you still haven't broken the shell?"

Blue sneered at Fran disdainfully, "You know a fart, the longer the pet eggs are hatched, the stronger the war pet will be in the future, it has been accumulating energy and strengthening itself all these years, it is precisely because its heritage is too strong, so it has been maturing for so long!"

However, having said that, Blue himself was a little uncertain.

Although the book says that the longer the incubation time and the more nutrients it absorbs, the stronger the pet will be in the future.

But it didn't say which pet egg needs to be hatched for nine years, in the past nine years, the beast blood it absorbed has gone to the sea, and the beast blood of high-level beasts such as saber-toothed tigers, golden-eyed eagles, and purple-tailed foxes has been drunk a lot.

No matter who in the tribe hits a wild beast, the blood of the beast will be given to Mary and the Blue family, which is also a little respect for the old patriarch Red.

"Since we both don't want it to be a war pet, it's still the old rule, keep it for the eggs to drink blood, the panther is also worth a lot of money, and the fur, animal bones, especially the leopard's teeth can be worth a lot of money. Fran suggested that the two of them had always been in charge of Blue.

"Well, let's do it, the balls are drinking blood again. Let me tell you, this time the eggs are really coming out of the shell, and the patterns on the shells are full, and there is no empty space. ”

Blue whistled at Bass, who understood, returned to the panther, raised his wide front paws, and slapped the panther on the head, directly stunting the panther.

Fran and Blue dared to walk over, and skillfully tied the panther with a rope made of old tree rattan, and then dragged by Bass, and the two of them walked in the direction of Grimm's hunting, leaving a deep mark on the grass.