Chapter 369 (1/2)

The night in the wilderness is still cold.

Although the cold wind is not as terrible as the knife cutting of the gorge Rift Valley, it also has the characteristics of a strong wilderness - cold, biting and like the breath of a giant dragon all the time.

But tonight.

In this still cold night, although the cold wind is biting and cold, the panicking breath is more obvious, and even vaguely has a bloody smell similar to rust, which diffuses with the wind and gradually goes away.

An iron headed leopard sniffed its nose. Its eyes were somewhat ferocious due to hunger, especially in the cold wind with strong bloody smell, it seemed more anxious. This is one of the most common Warcraft in the wild land. As a level 5 Warcraft, if it is not the inferior gold strongman, it can't suppress this kind of Warcraft one-on-one, so the strength of the iron headed leopard can be seen.

In particular, this is still a hungry iron headed leopard, and its combat effectiveness has soared even more amazing.

But now, the iron headed leopard is just wandering in the wilderness, and pawing its hooves uneasily and anxiously. Even if it can clearly feel that there will be delicious food waiting about a hundred meters away from itself, but it does not dare to step forward any more. A strong and dangerous breath makes it stop. It seems like there is a warning line running across it. If it rashly steps in, it must pay the price of death.

Warcraft is also a beast. Their intuition is much stronger than human beings.

In fact, not only the iron headed leopard, but also more than ten kinds of Warcraft smelled the extremely obvious bloody smell with the cold wind, including even level 6 Warcraft. But strangely, this level-6 Warcraft is even more timid than the iron headed leopard, because its stagnant position is more than 30 meters away from the iron headed leopard. On the contrary, those level-3 and level-4 Warcraft are 30 or 40 meters ahead of the iron headed leopard.

It seems that the more powerful the Warcraft is, the farther the distance is.

But no matter what Warcraft, no matter how hungry they are, they all stop at an appropriate distance and don't move forward. Although there is a saying in the human world that ”people die for wealth and birds die for food”, in fact, not all creatures choose to die for food.

At least, smart Warcraft would never do that.

”Woo.”

Soon, the iron headed leopard let out a sob, then turned around with its tail and ran away quickly. Its sobbing sound was so unwilling. The gastric acid secreted by hunger even corroded its stomach. However, the fear of danger finally defeated hunger, so it finally chose to evacuate here.

Almost the second after the iron headed leopard chose to evacuate, a more intense and indignant roar suddenly spread. Both momentum and breath were strong enough to deter all curfews. Almost all the Warcraft approaching were startled back when the sound exploded. However, as long as you are a normal person, even a human being with a little IQ, you can hear the reluctance, anger and pain contained in this voice.

The core of the sound is the battlefield where Sean ambushed Burrell.

There is no doubt that Burrell, the trade minister, made such a sound.

At the moment, although the trade chief was still as big as before, his momentum was surging and did not weaken at all, just like the previous eruption of an active volcano, but his appearance was no longer as before. At this moment, Burrell looked very embarrassed all over. There were more than 11 wounds in front and back, left and right. These wounds were unified enough to make anyone who saw them feel terrible.

Each wound is five centimeters long, no more or no less, just like a precise instrument. Bones can be seen in each of these wounds. The skin at the wound has been completely turned over, and the white bones in the vaguely visible wound have gray and black cracks like earthworms, and the blood flowing out of the wound almost dyed the whole person of Burrell into a red man.

The only place without blood is only two.

The head, and the right hand with the gun.

At this moment, no matter who knows, Burrell may not be able to support for long.

For a fierce man like Burrell, the power he needs to consume in every move is absolutely not low. As we all know, to maintain such a strong power, the instantaneous flow of blood is naturally extremely fast, and the requirements for bone support of the body are absolutely not low. In this way, whenever Burrell waved his long gun, he could see that these wounds on his body would gush blood again. Even every time he turned, he could hear the sound of ”creak” and ”creak” from his body, which was the sound that the cracks in his bones were expanding!

With such high-intensity consumption, I'm afraid that in a while, even if Sean doesn't kill Burrell, Burrell will die from excessive blood loss.