Chapter 211, Behemoth Island

Behemoth Island

The tribe is almost confined to the outside of the light mask, and is occupied by patches of forest in the depths.

The strange energy contained in these forests can allow the beasts that survive to break through the growth limits of their bodies and continue to grow like this.

The roots of the trees are full of minerals, and if the trees are cut down and then the roots are cut open, there are various ores inside.

Of course, these trees are very strong and can be used to build strong shelters and fortifications.

The battle with nature is an eternal topic for living beings, and if they want to develop themselves, they must reach out to nature to ask for it, and when they ask too much, they will naturally send messengers to punish them.

Once upon a time, the story took place on the edge of the forest, where two brothers lived, the elder brother loved bows and arrows, and aspired to be the legendary marksman of the tribe, and of course he was also very talented.

The younger brother was superstitious about theology all day long, and every day in addition to cutting wood, he was copying scriptures, and he often recited words in his mouth, and he thought it was an intermittent neurotic attack if he didn't know.

Ten years passed, and one day my brother suddenly screamed in the room, saying something that had penetrated the mysteries of nature.

When the elder brother returned from hunting at night, he found that the wood needed for cooking at night was still intact on the wooden pier, and the room was dark.

Their parents died relatively early, and the brothers have been dependent on each other until now, and in a few days, it will be the day of the elder brother's wedding.

Seeing that the table was still messy with things that usually studied theology, the elder brother didn't pay much attention to it, and now he just wanted to find his brother's whereabouts as soon as possible.

A week passed, and finally there was news from a hunter who had entered the mountains and forests, but it was not my brother's.

"There are giant beasts in the depths of the forest, and I've never seen a python that big! It looks like a small hill! ”

Hunters usually enter in groups and bring back various resources and supplies.

Each hunt would last for ten and a half days in the forest, but this time it was only three days before he escaped.

In the team of more than twenty people, there were only a few old hunters who came back alive, and one of them was a little mentally disturbed, and for a long time, his eyes could not focus, and he would go out crazy every night.

"What behemoth? We've never heard of a python like a hill, how is that possible? ”

Most hunters don't take this matter to heart, because hunters often fight because of uneven distribution, and it is even more common to come back with blood on their bodies.

It's not a peaceful forest, there are many hunters from different tribes hunting in it, and if you meet guys from rival tribes, of course, you have to greet each other with your fists.

A month passed, and they felt that something was wrong, because many of the hunters continued to go into the woods, but there was no news.

The first group to come back are now the last survivors to return.

At that time, the patriarch gave an order, led the expedition team of the clan into the depths of the forest, and ran towards the danger according to the guidance of the survivors at that time.

The elder brother was of course also in the procession, carrying a bundle of bows and arrows on his back, and at his waist a carving knife with an inscription made by his younger brother, which he said carried a sacred blessing to protect him from the threat of darkness.

As the pace deepened, destroyed trees were seen along the way, and the traces of the ground being run over by some kind of creature were clearly visible.

"These traces are Monty Pythons?" The patriarch asked suspiciously, when the patriarch was young, he was also a well-known hunter, and he had dealt with the forest all year round, and he had never seen such traces on the ground.

"Yes, Patriarch, why don't we retreat......" The survivors who followed over were already trembling a little at this time.

In the groove that was pressed out, there was a residual smell of beasts, which was obviously python's.

At the end of this direction, there is a swamp, and in the distance there is a clear lake, and snakes almost always live in that swamp, and rarely come out to attack others.

So as long as you don't provoke these guys, it's perfectly safe to just get to the edge of the lake through that fixed mountain road.

Hunters often go to the lake to fish, and when it gets dark, they spend the night on the island in the middle of the lake, because the swampy area rises at night with a poisonous fog.

The lake water is a natural isolation device, which can easily isolate the poisonous gas.

Following the clearly visible traces, they chased all the way towards the swamp.

"It looks normal here, nothing out of the ordinary! Yes! "The hunter in front of him, a scout, was a thin man with athletic hands, and after splashing mosquito-repellent powder on his body, he walked to the edge of the swamp.

As soon as he stepped on the road to the lake, he saw a huge bubble emerging from the edge of the swamp, and an exaggerated head that he had never seen before poked out, and bit him half of his body in one bite, and returned to the swamp with a pop.

When everyone was panicking, they didn't notice that my brother was rushing towards the top of the path alone, and the swamp along the way seemed to be boiling with boiling water.

The shape of the python swimming on the surface of the swamp can be seen faintly, each of which is more than ten meters long, and this kind of giant beast has never been seen before.

The elder brother took out the longbow behind his back, and aimed the bow and arrow at the head of the snake drilled out, and fired a volley of five bows and arrows in a row, and the arrows of this bow were specially processed and sharper than ordinary bows and arrows.

The scales of the python were shot through shallowly, and green blood flowed down.

After suffering from the pain, the python began to become manic, trying to prevent him from approaching the center along the way.

The python's tail was like a long whip, constantly sweeping along the path, trying to sweep his brother off it.

But as the best archer of the tribe, he is no less athletic than an agile cheetah.

By attaching the back and changing the orientation of one hand, you can run towards the center of the lake in a faster way.

"Be careful!" The patriarch's side was cut off by death, mainly because of these hunters around him

Fear.

The more you run towards the center of the lake, the more frequent the attacks you receive, and the bow and arrow can only have a temporary dispersal effect on the python, and cannot cause fatal damage at all.

With such a large body, it is impossible to accurately determine the location of their weak points, and the slippery scales can greatly defend against attacks.

After rushing into the lake, the pythons were naturally afraid of the lake, and they obviously hesitated for a moment when they saw people disappear into the clear water.

But their eyes were still firm, and several white pythons still plunged into the water, and the lake water corroded the surface of their bodies like venom.

Forced to endure the pain to intercept the man in front of him, the island in the middle of the lake is close in front of him, and the head of the giant python behind him has come to the edge of the feet.

Suddenly, his brother's body stagnated, and the giant python behind him suddenly overtook him, but it was called a springboard, and he jumped forward high with the help of the python's body.

When the figure fell steadily to the ground, the giant pythons behind him poked their heads out of the water, looking at him a little unwillingly, but they did not dare to rush to the shore.

It seems that for them, there is something they fear on this island in the middle of the lake.

The moment he first landed on the island, his brother's face was a little wrong.

The smell of his brother spreads across the island, and he is the only one.

It seems that these pythons are related to their younger brother.

The patriarch waited at the door for three days, and after three days, only a slightly smaller cyan python sent a huge white eyeball out of its head.

The people did not know what this meant, and the little serpent did not attack them, but only came as a messenger to deliver something.

The eyeball was carefully sent out, and in the future, the eyeball was placed in the forbidden place of the clan as a forbidden object.

Whenever they see the eyeballs, the werewolf tribe remembers the two brothers, who could have been powerful archers, but now disappeared into the island in the middle of the lake.

The appearance of that eyeball did not cause much change at first, until more giant beasts appeared in the forest, and they were intensely aggressive.

(End of chapter)