There are a total of eight fruits, which seem to be made of fire jade, exquisite, and seem to be able to be placed for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mother beast is only allowed to eat one a day, and with each meal, her body will grow a little bigger.

Sava realized in a trance that this fruit was not only delicious, but also very helpful for the growth of the alien beast.

The fly in the ointment is that the aroma of this fruit is so strong that it is already very fragrant when it grows on the tree, and the longer it is left after it is plucked, the more fragrant it becomes.

All kinds of strange beasts in the forest are not lightly stimulated by this smell, they can fly, they can climb trees, and they desperately want to snatch them.

Isn't it? It's better to snatch West from the hands of this mother, a little and two vegetarian beasts than to fight those big silver snakes.

Therefore, the mother and son did not dare to stop at all, and the mother beast carried Sava on her back, and galloped day and night on the branches, avoiding any lingering anywhere.

In this way, it was not a sudden encounter with some strange beasts, and as soon as those strange beasts sniffed their noses, they rushed forward fiercely, wanting to snatch the fruit. If these beasts are strong, the mother beast will escape in all sorts of ways, and if they are not strong, they will simply rush up and kill the other party and pull them down.

Only then did Sava see how powerful his mother was, with a pair of long arms at the top, ten fingertips shining silver, which ordinary beasts could tear apart with their hands, and the long tail was like an iron whip, and when the tail was pumped up, the tree could also draw out deep cracks. Coupled with her dexterity and agility, most of the strange beasts that stood in her way were not her opponents.

After running straight for four or five days, although the mother beast was very good at climbing, her hands and feet were still tired, and her breath was full of blood, so she ate a red fruit by herself, and after recovering her energy, she began to run again.

On the seventh day, the she-beast stopped. For no other reason, all the fruit has been eaten.

Sava was about half the size of the mother, who was already quite cumbersome when she carried him around the forest.

The she-beast screamed, stretching out her upper arms and gesturing around Savoy's head, as if surprised that Savoy had grown so much taller.

Of course, Sava didn't know that there were almost a handful of alien beasts that had the opportunity to eat even seven blood essence fruits in their infancy. As long as such alien beasts can grow up smoothly, almost all of them will become overlords.

From this day on, Sava could no longer sit on the shoulders of the mother beast - the abundant medicinal power of the seven blood essence fruits slowly emanated in his body, and his body continued to grow.

Following his mother's example, he leaps through tall trees, foraging for food and fighting carnivorous beasts.

As the days passed, his arms and tail grew longer than his mother's, and his body was not as thin as his peers, but had more developed muscles.

Suddenly, another day, Sava discovers that he needs to keep slowing down his pace in order for his mother to keep up with him.

The next day, he woke up to find that his mother, who had been taking care of him, had disappeared.

He felt a panic in his heart, like a black lightning bolt, shuttling around, letting out a lonely, frightened cry.

This time, however, he didn't hear any response until he was hoarse.

When the moon hung in the sky and night covered the forest, Sava climbed to the top of the tallest tree around him, and felt a visceral loneliness as far as he could see.

He knew that his mother was gone. When the child has the ability to live independently, the parents will not stay with him. He must rely on himself to survive in this dangerous forest, and find a partner to continue his bloodline.

This is the fate of the beast.

The changes brought about by the seven blood essence fruits may have far exceeded Savoy's mother's expectations - she knew that this was a good thing, but the intelligence of the beast could not make her understand the truth of what was enough, and Savoa's luck allowed her to obtain a harvest that did not match her strength.

Sava continued to grow in size, far surpassing his mother's, and he grew athletic, but retained the agility and dexterity of his race.

Not only the silver of his fingertips, but his entire palms and even his arms became silver, as if they were made of metal, and no matter how hard the trees or even stones were, they could not stop him from grasping them.

For the Silverclaw race, he has far exceeded the limits of his genes.

He began to find that no matter how much he ate leaves, he couldn't satisfy his hunger.

The unquenchable hunger made his heart more and more anxious, and most of the time every day, he kept eating, but he couldn't suppress the hunger at all.

A large colorful bird that happened to fly past Savoy's side completely angered him.

Speaking of which, the big bird was at least thirty or forty meters away from him when it passed over his head. Sava was eating like a madman, when a steaming chunk of bird droppings landed in the palm of his leafy hand.

Savoy felt so angry that his whole heart was ignited with anger. He raised his head, let out an angry roar, his legs sank slightly, and then he leaped—and this leap came to the big bird, and the silver claws reached out, and before the big bird could react, he smashed the big bird's head with a punch.

With the carcass of the big bird, Sava fell back into the tree. A strange aroma emanated from the bird's corpse and wafted into his nostrils.

There was a moment of struggle in Savo's eyes, and then he bit down on Big Bird's neck and drank the first sip of blood in his career.

The big bird was about the same size as Savoy, but after an hour or two, it was completely inside Savoy's belly.

Then Sava was freed from the never-ending spell of eating.

For the first time in days, he felt "full".

It was such a wonderful feeling! He could almost feel his stomach and intestines squirming excitedly, squeezing out the nutrients from the flesh and blood of the big bird and supplying it to every cell in his body.

He was so comfortable that he almost wanted to moan.

He lay leisurely on the high branches, calm and at ease.

He even began to have the leisure to pick up a large pile of colorful bird feathers that he had plucked at will, and weave them into a beautiful cloak with some kind of thin rope made of bark.

When he jumped from a tall tree or through the trees, the colorful cloak fluttered behind his back, making this unusual silver-clawed ape even more majestic and enchanting.

From this day on, leaves and fruits became after-dinner snacks.

Only flesh and blood can satisfy Savoy's appetite.

Sava went from being a forager to a predator.

Any animal, as long as it has flesh and blood, is food in his eyes.

With the full supply of nutrients, the residual power of the Blood Essence Stone in his body was activated again, and gradually, his entire arm turned into a brilliant silver.

His height was also more than five meters long before he slowly stopped growing.

When he occasionally stood on the tallest tree and let out a loud roar,

The entire woods fell silent.

And at this time, it was exactly a year since he ate seven blood essence fruits.

Suddenly, one day, his facial features, which became more and more acute, made him faintly smell a familiar smell in the air.

The blood essence fruit, it seems, is ripe season again.