If you want to trap a cunning and cautious beast, you first need to find a foolproof place to dig it...... Uh, that's to put a bait on it.

As a beast, it may not be as intelligent as one might think. But even the best rangers can't compare to their vision, hearing, smell, and even the ability of the soles of their feet to shake the ground.

Andrari's kitchen may have been a good bait, but the stone house and canopy make the terrain overly complicated, and Alex points out that although the big cat is stronger than a cow, it is also much more powerful than a tiger in the mountains because of its sheer size! In that case, the elves could only risk provoking it and tried to shoot it, but in reality, ordinary bows and arrows could hardly do much damage to a beast of this size, except for a strong bow with enough strength, and the elven archers were known for their accurate marksmanship, not strong bows.

Anyone who tries to approach the Nightblade Leopard, which occupies a high position, is likely to be fatally pounced by the beast. Faced with the signature lore of its ancestor, the heavy saber-toothed tiger of Bager, even the most courageous orc warrior will sensibly choose to stay out of the way. In order to avoid this eventually, the best location should be on unobstructed terrain with unobstructed views. This allows the Nightblade Leopard to take advantage of its large size and invincibility in gravitational potential energy to a certain extent. If the ambush is set up inside the camp, the Nightblade Leopard is likely to be extra cautious when lurking in, and if it sees through the ambush, it will be even more difficult to ambush it again. Who knows if it will jump between the stone roofs of Andrari like its distant relatives, the lynx or the ocelot? You must know that the craftsmen of the clan built the houses according to the standards of small fortresses!

However, now that it is known that it will try to steal food from the camp, it is obviously difficult to prepare a suitable bait for it without taking advantage of this.

Andrew's idea was that the ambush could be set up on gentle ground, but the kitchen in the camp could no longer be left to its content. If the succubus' distressed kitchen has already fed it, then how can they dig a hole and set up an ambush for it?

On a silent night, a sturdy black shadow that had just lurked in the camp kitchen was spotted by a sensible guard dog. These domesticated coyotes are particularly sensitive to the aura of powerful beasts that emerge on their own, and in addition to the guard dogs and their caretakers in the stone room next to the kitchen. Someone gave them courage, and the coyotes, who noticed the strange breath, began to bark. The sound of barking echoed throughout the camp in an instant.

Perhaps the Nightblade Leopard can ambush in the shadows and deliver a fatal blow to a passing coyote, but the coyotes protected by Andrarui can also spot the massive beast that has infiltrated through their keen perception.

By the time people lit torches and gathered to check, the dark shadow that had infiltrated the camp was naturally long gone. But by deliberately laying out the wet mud around the camp, the rangers who came to their aid were enough to confirm that the big cat had indeed been there.

After two or three similar temptations, the cautious big cat, frightened by the barking of dogs and the sound of people in the camp, naturally had no choice but to abandon Andrari's kitchen. The rangers estimated that the prey near the camp would not be able to satisfy the beast's appetite, and if it did not choose to leave the territory around Andrari, it would probably be looking for a new target.

After nearly ten days of passive entanglement, in the current situation, the bait arranged by the Children of the Abyss has the basic conditions to attract the big cat to take the bait.

First of all, the bait needed to be heavy, and the industrious succubi believed that their simple preparation of the braised meat for breakfast had made the cunning beast remember the taste. Several attempts to infiltrate the camp in the middle of the night, trying to steal meat from the kitchen, have revealed its preference. As long as you add some succubi's elaborate braised sauce meat to the bait, Andre doesn't believe that the gluttonous cat will not take the bait!

It is equally unrealistic to set the bait directly on prey such as in the wild. First of all, even seasoned rangers can't create a reliable trap to trap this big cat that weighs tonnage. Secondly, if you send people to ambush, it will not work if there are fewer people, not to mention that there are more people and it is a waste of manpower, and it is very likely to be discovered by vigilant "prey". Moreover, in the face of such a fixed bait, the big cat is likely to choose an unexpected time to appear, and the non-stop ambush all day long is too demanding for the energy of the rangers.

The trap in a fixed location was not suitable, but André felt that the route from the camp to the blood pool in the field was just right. With a few more reliable warriors in the blood pool, the cautious Nightblade Leopard wouldn't risk touching the head, which had already been scared away several times when it lurked into the camp.

It's just that the "weight" of the bait can't be too "heavy". If the food is escorted by several heavily armed warriors, the big cats who are good at lurking are likely to retreat. If the number of people is not too large, the safety of the bait is not guaranteed, and the beast's attack is sudden and deadly in the rangers' descriptions.

The choice of the bait in this case is debait, and almost no one is sure that they will be able to return intact under the attack of this beast. Those exaggerated footprints are already telling.

Since no one is sure, then in fact, everyone is the same. Wow felt that as a member of Andrarui, he felt that only by stepping up at this time could he show that he still had a little bit of a role to the tribe, at least he felt that his useless disability should not back down when the tribe needed to stand up on his own!

Fortunately, the assurances of the master druid made everyone put aside their worries about the bait.

"As long as my heart doesn't stop beating for no more than ten breaths, I'm absolutely sure that I can snatch him back from the call of death!" Especially if it has been prepared in advance, it is not so difficult for the Druid elders, who are known as the "Blooming Blue Radiance" in the war. To this end, in the name of the Druid Leader, Marselian temporarily summoned two older druids from Thornleaf Village who were also elders and had experienced the Demon Wars to help.

The tone was set, and the candidates for the bait group were decided. The smartest of the wow-clawed and coyotes took on the task, and the combination would surely make the cautious beast let his guard down. With Marcellion's assurance, André was completely relieved of the safety of Cowardice and his partner.

All that remains is for enough men to ambush in advance in advance where the beast can't detect it but can rush to support in the first place, in a secret enough time. Then Wajaw and his little buddy "Wangwudi" just had to follow the established route and bring food from the camp to the blood pool canopy every day.

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Today is the fourth night that Wow Claw has been used as bait, because of the heavy clouds, the evening light of the Demon Realm is very weak, and at this time, the sunset of Garlandia cannot shine on this field due to the angle. The cowardly demons who had walked the trail many times trembled and seemed to feel that a fierce big cat could emerge from every dark bush, although most of the seemingly dangerous places could not actually hide a skinny cowardly demon...... Wow Jaw has fully understood the hardest part of this task. As time passed, he had become more and more paranoid, and sometimes the cowardly demons even wondered if the receptions arranged by His Highness Andrei were really in place. Or perhaps the cunning beast had quietly dealt with many of the sentry posts, leaving him alone here, watched by the sinister and playful cruelty of the darkness.

Forgive the frightened cowardice, who had been halfway through an hourglass in this gloomy environment for four days in a row, had already brought his spirit to the limit! Especially when he knew that he might probably be attacked, this feeling of uneasiness at the moment was nothing short of a torment for the soul.

Wow Paw held the torch in his hand and looked around in horror at the darkness behind him. Compared with him, the "Wang Wudi" beside the cowardly demon did not look a little scared, and the big yellow dog ran happily around its cowardly master back and forth. Only then will Wow Claw feel that ignorance and stupidity are sometimes indeed a blessing.

Watching the little friend gently flick his tail and sniff something while walking with his nose against the ground, the cowardly demon was afraid that the little friend named by him would go to a place where the fire could not shine. He had no choice but to stop, and with one hand he laboriously tore off a small piece of venison from the bamboo basket in his hand, which was still fragrant.

"Woo! Come here...... Obedient, I'm here to eat. The cowardly threw the piece of meat on the ground where the fire was clearly lit, and his little friend leaned over to him with his tail wagging and grunting.

Seeing that his tried and tested trick had been fulfilled again, Wow Paw smiled relaxedly, the partner he had chosen was indeed much more obedient and worry-free than the others, and the smug cowardice had even forgotten the heavy fear that lingered in his heart at this moment.

Very suddenly, a black strange wind blew in front of the cowardly demon's eyes, and when Wow Claw came back to his senses, his Wang Wudi had disappeared, and in front of him was a "group" of strange and huge black shadows. In the flickering firelight, the demons could faintly see the white fangs and the front paws that were a full circle thicker than the elven girls' waists. The cruel and cunning beast in the darkness had a cold and terrifying green glow in its eyes.

"Wow!?Are you okay?" At this moment, Wow Paw felt that her tears were about to come out, and her stiff legs could barely take a step.

Fortunately, in the quiet darkness, the weak whimper of the little friend clearly reached the ears of the cowardly demon, and this poor cry seemed to give almost infinite strength to the wow-claw in an instant.

The cowardly demon summoned up his greatest courage and made a move that made the Nightblade Leopard, who had solved the coyote in an instant, retract its claws in shock - "Your Highness, come and save me!!"

The voice of the demon cut through the silence of the night, and seemed to have reached the canopy of the blood pool opposite the dark end.

Finding himself frightened by a bluffing weak prey for a moment, the big cat, which was not much slimmer than the mud hippopotamus in the swamp, let out a menacing roar, and its oily black body stepped silently into the light of the torch.

"Your Highness, Your Highness...... Come and help, life......" The cry just now seemed to have exhausted all the courage of Wowjaw, and the voice of the cowardly demon was so trembling that he could barely hear it......