Thinking that although they didn't get along for a long time, they were always brothers, and his brother called him, no matter how hungry he was, he would leave him a little female to eat.

Anthony gritted his teeth and slowly crept back, only to make sure that the three-headed dogs wouldn't spot him anytime soon, and then quickly scraped into the ground.

The ground in the forest was covered with thick fallen leaves, but when these rotten leaves were cut open, the black soil exposed underneath was wet.

When he dug a small hole in the ground, some water seeped out of the soil.

It's not much, but it's enough for Anthony to roll around and use the mud to cover up the smell.

By the time Anthony, who was covered in mud, returned to the fence of the small courtyard, the wooden fence at the main entrance of the small courtyard had almost been torn down by the three-headed dog.

He could clearly see that a three-headed female dog with cubs, which was bigger than the other three-headed dogs, was standing in the middle of the small courtyard with a hara, staring at the sturdy little weasel that was tied up for a moment, and the two cubs it brought were gnawing on the carcass of a swarthy three-headed dog puppy.

The rest of the three-headed dogs were scattered around the yard, and from Anthony's point of view, he could only see four or five sniffing around in the yard.

But the bloody smell in the air and the peculiar fishy smell of the three-headed dog told him that there were far more three-headed dogs here than he had seen before.

What to do?

Staring at the little female in the middle of the yard who was shaking like chaff in the face of the three-headed dog, Anthony once again realized the helplessness that lingered like a nightmare.

At this moment, the whimper of a three-headed dog suddenly came from the wooden house.

This whimper was sharp and poignant, and it sounded particularly creepy in the night, and as the three-headed dogs in sight heard the sound and rushed towards the place where the whimper came from, Anthony's eyes lit up.

Gradually, the sound of a three-headed dog fighting came from one of the wooden houses.

Anthony moved when he saw that the who was staring at the ferrets had finally left his sight because of the intensifying sound of the fight, and only two cubs were left in the yard who were still tearing at the mutilated corpses on the ground.

He contracted the bones of his body as much as he could, and drilled out of the gap in the fence, and at the moment of breaking out of the gap, his limbs kicked on the ground at the same time, jumped up, and flew towards the little weasel in the center of the yard.

This leap and pounce, but in the blink of an eye, the two three-headed dog cubs who were still tearing for a spine were obviously startled when the wind hit, and the six mouths were exerted at the same time, and the spine that was not too long was also broken into several sections.

In the midst of the chaos, the sound of bone cracking was not very distinct, but it poured into Anthony's ears like a drum.

Lying on the little weasel who was obviously stupid by his appearance, Anthony scratched the rope quickly with his paws, while staring at the two three-headed dog cubs opposite, and slowly bared his teeth and made a threatening movement, but he didn't dare to make a superfluous sound.

Time seemed to be stretched for an extra long time at this moment, and the sound of the brawl in the wooden house rose and fell from then on, until it slowly subsided, and the rope that Anthony grabbed also broke one by one as the sound of the brawl gradually fell.

Hurry up, hurry up, as another stronger smell of blood spreads, Anthony only feels that his paws are shaking violently, but they are still scratching mechanically.

Finally, the rope broke, and Anthony was relieved, and quickly looked down at it, and used his two front paws together to cut the rope from the little weasel.

However, I don't know if it was because of the laxity in Anthony's eyes, which made the two three-headed puppies who were originally frightened and didn't know how to be good, noticed something, or if his good luck finally ran out, the two three-headed dogs who were originally stupidly looking at Anthony suddenly purred from the depths of their throats at this moment.

Immediately after, behind Anthony, there was the sound of wood cracking.

When he turned his head, he saw the mother of the two cubs, who had smashed through the window of the hut and jumped out.

At this time, its three mouths were slightly open, and blood was dripping constantly, and even by the moonlight, Anthony could clearly see the minced meat mixed between the sparse teeth of the female dog.

"Run!" Anthony jumped off the little weasel and roared loudly the moment he saw the adult three-headed.

"Brother!" the little weasel looked at Anthony with dry eyes, and she wanted to cry at this moment.

"Go back and find the little hedgehog!" Anthony used almost all his strength to kick the little weasel with his hind legs.

The moment Anthony kicked away, the instinct of the little weasel's body at this moment far exceeded the rotation of her brain, and instantly turned into a beast form, and rushed towards the outside of the courtyard.

In the afterglow, looking at the figure that disappeared like lightning, Anthony subconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, then turned around and jumped up, and pounced on one of the cubs.

Seeing this, the three female dogs instinctively went over to rescue their cubs as soon as possible, but Anthony reversed castration in mid-air at the moment when he saw that he was about to pounce on the cub.

I saw a strange twist of his body, and after landing on the ground, he almost fled towards the outside of the courtyard with a rolling belt.

However, the three-headed dog reacted much faster than Anthony expected, and after realizing that his cub was okay, he chased after him in a few jumps.

Anthony, who could not escape the pursuit of the adult three-headed dog, was slapped into the lake by it directly with one paw.

Looking at the prey that fell into the lake and splashed a lot of water and disappeared in an instant, the three heads of the three-headed female dog were slightly deviated, revealing three different expressions, regret, pity, and resentment.

But just as it turned its head back to look for its cub, it suddenly felt weak under its feet, and the sharp pain that exploded in its abdomen made its whole body spasm, and at the same time, blood seeped out of the seven orifices of its three heads.

When Anthony, dragged all over his body and covered in blood, and finally climbed ashore from the lake, the small courtyard was already sounding one after another whimpering, he barely held on to a small tree and sat down, staring blankly into the distance, and in the morning light one by one fell down and convulsed black dots, slowly losing consciousness.

When the little weasel and the little hedgehog carefully retrieved and looked at the dead three-headed dog corpses all over the yard, the two little ones were almost stupid at the same time.

"Sister, is my brother also dead?" asked the little hedgehog with tears in his eyes and trembling all over.

"No, it can't be!" But after the little weasel came back to his senses, he seemed to be crazy, and rushed over regardless of it, rummaging through the corpses of the three-headed dogs.