Chapter 162: The Mad Beast Goes Wrong
"You're from Shattered Leaf City?" the man was a little disappointed, only these few people couldn't encircle the mad beast.
Apparently this man had little knowledge, and in that century the powerful individual was greater than the power of the group.
"What about the people of the tribe?" asked the reclusive monkey.
"All moved to the hillside on the left. ”
When the man had finished speaking, he led them up the hill, and on the way someone asked about the mad beast.
"This mad beast is out of the day and night, and I can't see what kind of demon beast it is......"
Compare the monsters that look similar, except for the ancient beasts, there is no match. It can only be said that it can be said that it will go to the place where the Shire live.
Countless felled trees were exposed on the bare slope, and the view in front suddenly widened.
The walls of the tribe are surrounded by tall trees, with two layers inside and outside, and the top is sharpened into a shape, which is three feet high, and it is difficult to climb even if it is as dexterous as a leopard beast. Because the outer layer of wood is inclined outward, it is difficult to climb, and the inner layer of wood stands upright, which has an additional layer of obstacles.
The gate was closed from the inside, and hundreds of people in the center were crowded into simple wooden huts and tents, and there was a towering lookout post with a sentry on it.
The tribe was built in just a few days, and a small part is still unfinished.
An old man with messy hair and beard walked towards them, and he was the chief of the tribe.
"Are you the demon slaying warriors of Shattered Leaf City?" the chief asked.
"What's the situation?" asked the reclusive monkey rhetorically.
After the chieftain's story, they learned the general situation:
The original tribe was attacked by mad beasts and was badly damaged, so they had to choose a new place to rebuild, and men, women, and children worked day and night for four days and four nights to build this new tribe.
Safety is paramount, the new tribe is not large, but the walls are difficult for wild beasts to climb over.
"The mad beast hasn't appeared for a few days, and tomorrow it will be completely completed with a little reinforcement. ”
The chief said with relief as he led them through the tribe to inspect the grounds.
These Shir people have lived here for several generations, and have always maintained contact with Broken Leaf City, and in recent years, many people have followed the horse team to live in Broken Leaf City, and only a few hundred people remain, and there are no more than two hundred people who can fight.
They found someone who had seen the mad beast.
"It's about the size of a cow, it has no fur, it can easily jump over a wall that is more than a foot high, and its big mouth can bite off iron bars!" the man said, with a horrified expression.
Demon hunters can also bite off iron bars, but this mad beast is definitely not a monster hunter because monster hunters have long hair.
This mad beast is nocturnal, which means that night is the most dangerous time.
The mad beast probably didn't know that their tribe had moved here, and everyone hoped it wouldn't reappear if it ran somewhere else.
"Maybe the hunt has turned it into a mad beast!" guessed Chief Curry.
Hunting a mad beast as a bison, killing several of its clansmen on the spot, and then the tribe being attacked by mad beasts: that's why Chief Curry had such a guess.
Walking at night, refuge monkeys, no one can tell what species this mad beast is.
It may be from the Forgotten Mountain, and it will take a hunt to force out this mad beast, or maybe this mad beast has run into the depths of the 100,000 mountains, so that no one can find it.
It's uninhabited, it's a vast area, so they can go home.
Treading Night, Ektrova, Retreat Monkey and Chimpanzee take turns to be on duty at night, with six disciples cooperating. Because of the protection of the masters of Broken Leaf City, everyone slept more soundly at night than before.
There were a few dim lights in the center of the tribe, and it was difficult for the light to get outside, because they were afraid that the mad beasts would find it.
Tsunya sat on a chair behind the door with a knife on his shoulder, but the door was actually very strong. He was advised to go back and take a nap, for most of the mad beasts would not come back.
From the narrow lookout, Ektrova and a soldier from the tribe looked around. Gradually the soldier dozed off, and Ektrova motioned for the man to go back to sleep, for the place was barely able to turn.
Ektrova felt much better and could be observed further afield, especially the slope in front of the door.
You can see distant animals' eyes twinkle like phosphorite, which is a wild wolf or elk preying.
He could tell what kind of animals the eyes belonged to in the dense forest at night, and these animals did not pose a danger to the tribe.
Sitting on the opposite side of the gate, like a door god, it seems that this night will pass in everyone's sleepiness and dreams.
It was a quiet and beautiful night.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the center, which was particularly piercing in the quiet of the night, and the night was full of excitement and rushed towards it.
Somehow the mad beast came in, broke into the tent and bit a child to pieces, blood and flesh splattered everywhere in the tent, and the child's mother showed a frightened expression and screamed a few times, and then the sound stopped abruptly.
The mother was bitten in the mouth by a mad beast, and she blocked the door with a knife in her hand, this mad beast was unusual, with a large head and a pair of strange eyes.
Treadnight is going to snatch this mother out of its mouth.
The knife slashed at its body, not bleeding, and the mad beast shook its head and slammed the knife away.
Feeling the blood and horror around it, Treadnight continued to slash frantically, and after several consecutive slashes, the mad beast finally spat out the person in its mouth and wanted to fight back, when it heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, it changed its mind and jumped out of the torn hole.
The panicked crowd had a premonition of what was happening, and they didn't know the exact location of the tragedy, so they ran around and ran around.
Trolling Night followed the mad beast, and faintly saw the appearance of the mad beast in the darkness: a huge head, running on all four paws, occasionally standing, and a slender tail behind it.
With the help of an upright log, the guy easily jumped onto the wall, turned around and glanced at the night, jumped down and disappeared into the night.
Many torches were lit in the tribe, and nearly 100 tents and wooden houses in the core square were like a swarm of ants.
It was the outermost family that was attacked. People ran towards him with torches, followed by dozens of torches, blood spilling from the tent all the way to the wall.