"Whew!" The mother of the anguished Hornhorn struggled desperately, its eyes shining with anger, but it was bitten by two adult unicorns, and its hind legs could not exert all its strength.

After the ferocious unicorn killed the calf, it did not rush to devour its prey, but had an even greater ambition to bite the strong, five-ton bull to death. The cunning murderer saw the opportunity and bypassed his companion on his right, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the female Bursthorn.

The female Tyranhorn realizes that if she is approached by a third unicorn and bites her trachea or mouth, there is only one result, and that is to be retiring, and she will be slowly suffocated to death by throat closure.

At this time, the enraged Stormhorn finally came to its senses at the last moment, and it quickly rolled its five-ton body to the ground, and the unicorn dragon biting the Stormhorn Bull on the left had to quickly let go of its mouth in order to protect its neck from being broken. The unicorn dragon behind the Stormhorn couldn't dodge and fell to the ground with the Stormhorn. At this moment, the Stormhorn took advantage of the gap and quickly stood up.

The murderer next to him, who was waiting for an opportunity to commit the crime, just saw the storm horn suddenly fall and rushed over. The grief-stricken mother had already noticed it, and the moment it stood up, it quickly retracted its head 90 degrees to the left, and then swept the killer with the sharp horns on its head with all its might.

The unicorn that couldn't dodge was hit hard in the abdomen by the Bighorn, and its body, which weighed nearly three tons, flew out to the right and fell to the ground for nearly two meters. The unicorn dragon was stabbed in the abdomen by the sharp horns of the Stormhorn Bull, and the wound was immediately bleeding, and the viscera of the abominable murderer had been shattered, and he fell to the ground, kicking all four legs indiscriminately in his dying struggle.

The loss of its son drove the bull into complete madness, and it quickly turned and lowered its head to charge at the unicorn on its left as it tried to escape.

Although the unicorn is more agile than the Stormhorn, the unicorn's turn is their fatal wound, and the movement is too slow. Faced with the tragic situation of its companions, although the unicorn realized that it should run away, it unfortunately had just finished turning around and could not accelerate, and was already caught up by the Stormhorn Bull.

The angry Stormhorn is the most terrifying of all, and the Unicorn knows it, but it can only accept such a fate. The unicorn weighing nearly three tons was caught up by the Stormhorn Bull flew up directly, flipped a heel fight in the air, and at the moment when it fell from the sky, the Stormhorn Bull tried its last bit of strength to use its horns to the top of the unicorn dragon, and finally killed the accomplice.

The wound on the neck of the Stormhorn that had just been bitten by the unicorn spurted blood, and it was slowly unable to support its massive body, but the great pain and resentment in its heart sustained it to rush towards the last unicorn.

The lucky unicorn had just fallen to the ground with the Stormhorn, and by the time it got up, two of its accomplices had already fallen, so it stopped its plan in amusement. At this time, in the face of the stormhorned ox rushing towards him, the last remaining trace of will in its heart was completely crushed, and it quickly turned around and fled quickly towards the forest behind it.

The breeze gently beat the pale green flaming leaves, and occasionally a yellow leaf or two broke free from the branches and swayed its lithe body to the ground. The mother bulked back with a limp, tears rolling in its eyes, silently dripping down, drops of blood that had just been sprinkled on the ground, and quickly merged into its original blood.

The morning glow glows with various lines such as red, yellow, and blue, and it looks so warm. However, at this moment, in the eyes of the mother of the stormhorn cow, all this seems so sad. Just a moment ago, the mother of the Stormhorn Cow was eating grass softly with her baby in this gentle light, but now her baby has been separated under the flamingo. In the middle of that pool of bright blood, lay its dead baby. The kind-hearted flamingo leaf swayed in the multicolored light, and its sad form fell gently on the body of the baby Stormhorn, as if crying for it.

More than 10 feet away from the baby, the bubbling blood flow on the neck of the Stormhorn Bull has slowly stopped, and the blood in its whole body has almost dried up, without blood to deliver oxygen to itself, it gasps for breath with every step. Finally, in a pool of blood less than 3 feet away from his baby, the heavy body of the mother of the horned cow finally collapsed.

The unicorn dragon who killed his own child next to him was still in a dying struggle, occasionally kicking his legs twice. The mother cow didn't take her eyes off it, she stared at her baby, gently paddling her two front legs, and glaring at both hind legs at the same time trying to crawl to the baby's side.

"Gollum ......" it struggled to let out a heavy **, eager to sniff its own baby with its nose, it wanted to tell the baby, don't be afraid.

At this moment, a leaf gently fell on the face of the mother cow, as if to comfort it, rest in peace, everything is coming to an end. The panting mother was no longer able to struggle, silent tears never stopped sliding down its eyes, and it looked at her baby reluctantly, waiting for the moment when life, consciousness, memories and inner pain would be completely over.

"Click......" There was a sound of footsteps not far away. The two Hit-Men approached the Stormhorn, and they stared at the terrible situation on the ground, the dying mother Stormhorn was about to die, and the clicking sound in her throat sounded so painful.

The unicorn next to it had completely stopped breathing, and there was a unicorn corpse in the distance, obviously this tragic conflict had just ended. The two were Ken and Blackarmor, and they crouched down to observe the Stormhorn Ox's injuries, apparently dying of life, and next to it was its dead baby, its entrails scattered all over the ground.

Rigyangda, who was belated, pushed everyone away, but the tragic situation in front of her made this kind girl feel like she had been electrocuted. She watched the painful female storm horned cow still lingering, tears involuntarily burst out of her eyes, and the little hand that covered her mouth tightly was quickly wet with the tears that slid down. The kind-hearted Rigyanda couldn't see such a scene, and she snuggled up to her cousin Maranna's arms.

Ken knew that this place was not a good place to stay long, and the smell of blood here would soon attract other predators. So Ken came to the side of the purple concubine and drew a machete, turned and walked towards the dying Stormhorn Bull. Ken was well known for his intentions, and he was going to cut off some of the meat for food.

"Please, let it die a happy death." Rigyanda suddenly shouted at Ken in excitement.

Ken was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard Rigyanda's plea and looked back at her, without any expression or words, Ken raised the machete in his hand with both hands and thrust it into the throat of the Stormhorn with all his might.

"Coo......" The female Stormhorn made one last sound, her front legs twitched three times, and then slowly closed her eyes, and she finally came out of the sea of suffering.