Chapter 36: I endured it for a while, but the more I thought about it, the angrier I got.
When it appeared in the wolf's den, with its huge body of more than ten feet long and its ferocious and terrifying tiger power, its roar was like a thunderbolt in the sky, shaking the wolf's den and scaring many wolves to pee on the spot.
This is not an enemy it can defeat!
Heishan realized this clearly when he saw the tiger. When Feng Qing'an saw the monster born by the mountain through Heishan's eyes, he realized that he had underestimated the mountain and despised the monster in the mountain.
"Identification."
[Race: White-browed Tiger with Eyes]
[Attribute: Monster, Beast]
[Potential Level: General, Lower Level]
[Combat Power Level: Spiritual Awakening·Superior]
"run!"
Feng Qing'an did not hesitate. He let Heishan go into the mountains to stimulate his potential through fighting, not to let him fight with the monster that was impossible to defeat at the current stage. That would be suicide and meaningless.
But, there was no way to escape, the white-browed tiger came out of the mountains and headed for Black Mountain.
Roar!
The tiger's roar exploded like thunder, and a fishy wind and evil spirit blew in the face. Nearly half of the many wolves in the wolf den were trembling in fear, crawling on the ground, shit and pissing all over the place, unable to move.
The tiger's huge paw, like a palm-leaf fan, swung out and directly hit a mountain wolf that had the courage to pounce on the tiger monster. The tiger's tail, like a steel whip, lashed out and knocked away a wild wolf that wanted to sneak up from behind and rob the tiger's anus.
The tiger is ferocious, but it cannot intimidate all the wolves. The wild beasts living in the mountains and forests are inherently ferocious and aggressive. When it comes to a fight to the death, no beast will back down. This is a wolf's den.
"Montenegro!"
The white-browed tiger was killing a group of wolves. Heishan, who should have followed Feng Qing'an's order and turned to escape, not only had no intention of escaping, but instead let out a wolf howl, commanding the wolves to rush towards the white-browed tiger.
"Boil!"
Through the soul contract, Feng Qing'an naturally understood Heishan's mood at the moment. This guy was crazy.
Heishan was indeed the wolfdog he kept in the yard, but that was during the day. At night, he was the wolf king in the mountains.
Heishan had no idea what kind of wolf king was qualified. He only knew that he could not turn around and run away, and could not abandon the wolves who were risking their lives to stop the white-browed tiger from approaching him.
At this moment, Heishan has forgotten everything, including his own life. In his eyes, there is only the tiger demon who is slaughtering the wolves. Those wolves that once crawled towards him with their bellies exposed fell one by one in a pool of blood under the slaughter of the tiger demon.
So, Heishan walked in the night wind and pounced on the white-browed tiger, regardless of life and death. Under the intimidation of the tiger's might , the wolves that were still able to stand followed closely and pounced on the ferocious tiger together.
However, this was a meaningless resistance. With just the contact, Black Mountain turned into a shadow and flew backwards, splashing countless blood in the air, and then crashed into a rock.
The pack of wolves that followed Black Mountain in the charge were also easily killed. The tiger casually waved its claws and its long tail like a steel whip, and with a light flick, a wolf fell down, breathing in more than it exhaled.
A strong smell of blood floated in the air above the wolf's den. One mountain wolves after another fell in a pool of blood. Heishan, who was hit by the tiger demon's claw, staggered to his feet. Feng Qingan, who could personally feel the pain of his pet's body, had no choice but to give the order.
"Black Mountain, its target is you. Tell these wolves to retreat and run home to lure this big beast away from the wolf den!"
Heishan, who originally wanted to charge again, regained some of his rationality when he heard Feng Qing'an's words, and then he hesitated. It was not that he did not have the ability to make independent judgments.
"Don't worry. Have you forgotten the ghosts and gods you saw that day? Also, we have the righteousness in our home. If this big beast dares to chase us, it will die!"
Feeling Heishan's worry, Feng Qing'an said.
If this beast really dared to chase Heishan and bumped into the divine general that night, it would not be a problem for it to die on the spot. Even if it was lucky and didn't bump into him, the noble spirit that even ghosts and gods would retreat from was enough to kill this monster.
Awooo~
After hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Heishan no longer hesitated and raised his head and howled. The wolves, who had been fearless of death, paused when they heard the wolf king's voice, and then slowly retreated at the wolf king's command.
The white-browed tiger that saw this scene, with its ferocious head covered in blood, suddenly revealed its ferocious fangs. In its opinion, this was a sign that this wolf pack, or the little wolf demon in front of it, was about to surrender to it.
Roar
But to its surprise, the wolf king, with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, did not surrender to it. Instead, he opened his mouth and let out a roar with blood foam at it, then turned around and ran away.
The tiger demon was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and then he became furious. With his huge body as strong as a bull, he moved like a rabbit and chased after it.
As for the wolves that survived its slaughter, it didn't care about them at all. In its eyes, these things were not even worthy of being blood food in its mouth.
Roar
When the tiger roared in the forest, all the beasts retreated, and even some birds fell from the branches and landed among the dead branches and leaves, frightened to death by the roar.
However, the tiger's roar did not stop the prey the tiger monster was chasing. Heishan, who was very familiar with the terrain, ran all the way without stopping and rushed directly into the cultivated land at the foot of the mountain.
The tiger was chasing Heishan, rushing forward all the way, but its speed was inevitably hindered by the terrain. It became furious. But just as it was about to chase, a yellowish divine light suddenly rose from the ground and hit the huge monster.
"Evil beast, this is the human territory, you are not allowed to act so recklessly!"
The God of Land, who was less than four feet tall, was leaning on a cane. Although he was short, there was a kind of arrogance in his eyes, as if the one in front of him was a larger insect.
“Back off!”
Roar
The tiger demon, who was staggered by the divine light, stared at the land god in front of him and let out a threatening roar, his eyes filled with anger and confusion.
Why did they only stop it? Why didn't they stop the little wolf demon? They were all demons, why did they treat them differently?
"You evil creature, do you want to die?"
The God of Land shouted harshly, and although their sizes were very different, the auras they exuded were completely opposite.
Roar
The tiger monster slowly retreated towards the forest behind it. The human race was prospering, and now was not the time for monsters like it to come down the mountain and cause trouble.
"snort!"
The God of Land looked at the tiger demon that retreated back into the forest and snorted with disdain.
When the tiger's colorful figure disappeared among the grass and trees, he lowered his head and stared at the bloodstains spilled in the mud under his feet. He turned around and looked at the village shrouded in the quiet night. The disdain and pride on his face turned into entanglement and helplessness.
"well!"
The God of Land sighed, and a divine light flashed, then sank into the ground.
At this moment, in the Feng family mansion, Feng Qing'an pushed open the door and walked into the yard. He looked down at Heishan, who was lying in the middle of the yard with his belly slightly heaving. A strong smell of blood spread, and all the chickens and ducks in the yard fell silent.
Feng Qing'an seemed calm at the moment, but under the moonlight, the muscles on his little face were twitching slightly, and he was suppressing extreme anger in his heart.
The dog he raised since childhood was badly injured and lay half-dead on the ground.
What can he do?
Take a step back and the world will be broader?
