Chapter 52: Hunting the Beast
The sky was getting darker, and the wind mixed with snowflakes continued to wash over everyone who carried the fruits of victory back and forth.
"Seventeen Thin Blood Realm Beasts, one thousand three hundred and fifty-one ordinary beasts. β
According to the statistics of the clansmen, this is only today's one-day harvest, which is enough to hunt for a long time.
"At this rate, it will be cleaned up in a few days!" Hong's eyes lit up, he had never been so happy today.
"What about the casualties?"
"Most of the casualties were those who had just broken through the Cave Breaking Realm, thirteen dead and one hundred and two injured. β
Butterfly didn't expect so many people to be injured, mainly because he didn't adapt to the power he mastered, and he didn't show his true strength.
"Tomorrow, the injured clansmen will be kept in the tribe, treatment will be arranged, and another fifty people will be added to the cave breaking realm. β
"Understood!" Hong and Butterfly replied in unison.
The sun shone on the earth, and Liang Bo and the others set off again, only to find that there were more beasts.
"There's no end to it!"
Liang Bo found that the attraction of first-order spiritual objects was getting bigger and bigger.
Spit and spit and spit out, and the hunt still has to go on.
This time the beasts became much smarter, and as soon as the clansmen set up their positions, the beasts came up to them, and the two sides fought together.
"Kill!"
The shouting was accompanied by a fight, and everyone and the beast were caught in it, and Liang Bo shuttled through it with ease, approaching the depths step by step.
"There are more and more hybrids. "This is equivalent to the existence of the Split Stone Realm, Liang Bo doesn't dare to be careless, dozens of Mixed Blood Realm beasts are enough to consume himself.
"Whew!"
A group of gray coyotes stared at Liang Bo who suddenly appeared, baring their teeth and preparing to attack.
At this time, Liang Bo was already not far from Xiaohu, and he could even feel the special aura of the first-order spirit object, but he was blocked by the coyote group in front of him, staying in the place closest to the first-order spirit object, showing the status of this group of coyotes.
"Twelve Mixed Blood Realm Coyotes, more than seventy Thin Blood Realm Coyotes!" Liang Bo roughly counted, a little worried in his heart.
This facelift is enough to dominate the nearby mountains and forests, without any opponents.
Looking around, there were about seventeen or eighteen other Miscellaneous Blood Realm beasts, but they were all fighting on their own, not living in a group like a coyote pack.
There was no hard rush, Liang Bo decisively chose to retreat, this time the depth was rewarding, first, he confirmed that the prey was indeed at the bottom of the small lake, and second, he roughly estimated the overall strength of this large group of fierce beasts, more than thirty mixed blood realms, more than two hundred thin blood realms, and six or seven thousand ordinary fierce beasts.
Today's resistance of the beasts is obviously much stronger, but they are still mainly ordinary beasts, and a few of them occasionally rush out of the thin blood realm and are quickly strangled by Liang Bo and others, leaving no room for anything.
Because of yesterday's training, today's clansmen are much easier, and their strength has begun to be retracted freely, so the hunting efficiency has also been greatly improved, and the casualties have been a little smaller.
"Two thousand and one hundred ordinary beasts, thirty-eight thin blood realm beasts. Hong said with a smile, when the number of people is about the same, the number of fierce beasts hunted has increased, indicating that the clansmen have begun to become stronger, which is a good phenomenon.
However, what bothered Liang Bo and them the most was not hunting, but transporting these trophies, most of the beasts were larger than they recognized, and their weights were naturally very heavy, so it was very common for several people to carry a beast, which seriously affected the efficiency.
Just like the previous times, Liang Bo had to gather almost all the clansmen over before the transportation was completed.
Liang Bo originally planned to make a sleigh and let the iron-hoofed yak be responsible for pulling the car, but when he realized that it was all mountains and forests, and the sled was impassable at all, he decisively gave up.
"Looks like the only way to do it is stupid. β
"Drive all the Ironhoof Yaks over, and let the tribesmen divide the large beasts into pieces and let the Ironhoof Yaks go back. β
With the power of the iron-hoofed yak, Liang Bo hoped to make the speed faster, otherwise the corpses of these fierce beasts were likely to provoke even more powerful beasts deep in the mountains and forests.
If it is said that the influence of first-order spiritual objects has a certain range, then the blood qi is floating in the wind, in case it really attracts a fierce beast that cannot be dealt with, Liang Bo has no place to cry.
It wasn't until midnight that all the loot was hurried back to the tribe, and the tribesmen returned to their rooms to rest and wait for the new day of hunting to begin.
As the days passed, Liang Bo was busy hunting with his tribesmen, and thousands of ordinary beasts were transported back to the tribe to be used as prayer tributes for the upcoming prayers.
"At present, there are only about 2,000 ordinary beasts and carnivorous beasts left, about 100 thin blood realms and more than a dozen mixed blood realms. Hong came to Liang Bo's room after finishing the evening.
"These remaining beasts are either strong or in groups, and if they hunt one, they will be attacked by a group, so they have not dared to hunt them. β
"Yes, clansmen, we must think of a way, otherwise the casualties of the clansmen will be very large. Butterfly, Deadwood, and others also walked in.
This is indeed a problem, Liang Bo's goal is the first-order spirit object inside, and at the same time, hunt as many fierce beasts as possible and use them as tribute, it is difficult to hunt them now.
"How many magic elixirs are there?" Liang Bo suddenly thought of a way after seeing the dead wood.
"A clay pot. Deadwood replied, "If necessary, ten clay pots can be made in one day." β
"Let the clansmen rest for a day tomorrow, and wait until the deadwood is equipped with the illusion medicine before going hunting!"
"Patriarch, what do you meanβ" Butterfly seemed to have discovered something.
"The beast also wants to eat, so take out the weeds stored for the Ironhoof Yak and the Hairy Pig and soak them in the magic potion, throw them to the beast to eat, and the rest will be much easier. β
Liang Bo smiled evilly, this is much less dangerous.
The dead wood did not disappoint everyone, and in less than a day, with the help of the finch, the stone jar was completed, and at the same time, the large pit dug by Liang Bo was completed, and a large amount of snow water was poured into the pit, and at the same time, the salt and the magic medicine were also thrown down and dissolved together.
Bundles of weeds were soaked and stirred in the phantom potion for half an hour, and after being thoroughly soaked, they were dragged to the shore and thrown aside.
In this way, it took two days to make all the bundles of weeds, and the illusion medicine was exhausted.
Under Liang Bo's order, the slaves carried the weeds with ice ballasts and headed for their destination under the supervision of thousands of Cave Breaking Realm clansmen.
When Liang Bo and the others came again, all the beasts were vigilant, after all, the previous hunt had angered them, but when many herbivorous beasts found the weeds on the slaves, they stared at the weeds and remained motionless.
In order to survive the winter, there are so many wild animals here that they can eat have long been exhausted, and most of them can only leave here occasionally, and when they come back, it is difficult to squeeze into the deep warm places.