Bear Lord Volibear

Volibear sneered at Rengar's declaration. Although he didn't know where he came from such a secondary character, since Secondary Two came to Volibear, he felt it necessary to instill the correct three views on this big cat. .

He is not a prey, he is the bear lord Volibear.

Chapter 21 The Hunter Volibear

Rengar is a good hunter, but Volibear is not a hunter.

I think that the old bear talked about being crazy when he was young, with a left bow spear, a right baby, purple outfit orange martial arts, thousands of brushes can't beat the group.

Although he is a hunter in WOW, in order to play well as a hunter, he has watched the complete series of Survival in the Wild. Since Rengar is so arrogant that he can hunt his own life at will, Volibear never stops doing two things and takes the initiative. It is not his style to preemptively resolve this threat and wait at home to wait for others to attack him.

Of course, preemptive strikes are not going out to give people away, so he made a lot of preparations before going out. Stepping out of the village gate, the dozen or so pockets stuffed into his belt are his source of confidence.

But he was the only one who went out.

It's not that he is really so chivalrous. There is no need to fight in a group fight, but the performance of the villagers who were attacked at night really disappointed him. They are slow, lack of crisis awareness, and chaos. They are farmers after all. The soldier was unable to provide any help for him in this attack. In the face of Rengar's surreal mobility, not only could he not provide help, but he might need his protection to become a burden.

If you want to deal with hunters, use the way of hunters.

When Rengar’s knife fell last night, Volibear lay down and took off some of his strength. The wound looked terrifying, but in fact it cut through the fat layer and fur, and did not cut the muscles, internal organs and bones. It scarred in one day, and it didn't bring much negative impact.

On the contrary, last night's raid gave Livolibel a clue to Rengar's lair: his hunting knife had bear blood left!

In a previous life, Volibear read a report that the olfactory ability of bears is about twice that of dogs. Although bears and dogs in this world may be different from those in the previous world, the difference in olfactory perception will not be too great. Without the influence of wind and rain in a short period of time, Volibear could smell his own blood as soon as he closed his eyes and drifted away to the east.

He actually dared to treat Volibear as the prey of ordinary beasts without brains, then Volibear would give him a good education about what a hunter is.

The weather is fine, sunny, sunny, and it's an outing.Slips are good weather to track the tail. Although there is a slight wind, judging from the smell, the bloody smell is not serious, and the error can be ignored. Volibear's nose is closely following the bloody smell.

Although he was tracking this seriously for the first time, he found that he was very adept when he first got up, and he could even simulate the clues of Rengar's movement.

The footprints on the ground were slightly sunken and blurred and spread, and the feet were hard and deep and shallow, and Rengar was moving at high speed.

There are three more scary scratches on the trunk of the roadside, and one of the thick branches is covered with mud. It can be concluded that Rengar caught the bark here and jumped to the top of the tree. Advance between.

Following the soil on the top of the tree to the side of a three-step-wide stream, two very deep footprints suddenly appeared under the tree. He should have jumped from the tree here.

There are traces of weeds on the side of the roots of the tree by the stream. Carefully observe that there is still some yellow powder on the ground. After sniffing it hard, it is the smell of sulfur. He may have rested next to this tree for a night. Sulfur was also sprinkled to drive away snakes and insects.

Volibear searched the roots of this tree more carefully, and really found a lot of things: some residual meat, the smell of wine, a few gray hairs caught in the bark.

Combining these things, Volibear can judge a lot of things: Rengar ran all the way after coming out of East Spring Village, in order to avoid possible tracking.He chose to walk on the tree, and it was three or four kilometers away from the village near this creek. He thought it was a safe place, so he went down to eat and rest.The minced meat was cooked dark red, but there was no trace of fire nearby, so these cooked meats were prepared before he came. Volibear did not dislike nausea and put the minced meat on his tongue to taste. It was found that the minced meat was salted and the wine was poured. It should not be barbecued in the wild, but slowly and carefully cooked in a safe camp. It is well known that the shelf life of cooked meat is not long, so this safe camp It's definitely not far from the village.

Rengar drinks alcohol. The source of the wine is either brewed by himself or traded with other people. He claims to be a hunter, so the possibility of growing his own wine is relatively small. How to trade with people means that there are humans and him. I have contacted and learned some of his information, but it is not certain whether he has obtained this wine recently or a long time ago. If it has been purchased for a long time, then the humans he has contacted may not be in this area.

Rengar's body hair is gray and white. These few hairs were unintentionally his hair. It is estimated that the bark was caught after the rest was scraped. According to some old veterinarians' remarks, the animal can be roughly seen from the animal's hair. At his age and physical health, Volibear looked at these gray hairs suspiciously for a while, and could not see any revealing clues, he felt that the hairs were rough and tough.

The rest of the details are completely invisible, but compared to the ignorance before departure, Volibear has at least a little more information: Rengar has probably communicated with humans or traded, contacted, and he was right. The food is more particular. Although he looks like a wild animal, he doesn’t know how to eat and drink blood. He likes to eat meat and drink. He also needs a stable environment to sleep. Moreover, his short hair is no better than Volibear’s bear hair, and he is afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants Harassment.He has a fixed stronghold, which is not far away.

In this position, he should have cleaned the blood on the hunting knife. The bloody smell of the bear lingered here, and it did not continue to spread anywhere, and there were many animals drinking water by the stream, which had completely destroyed Rengar's footprints. .But after a careful sniff, there is a slightly sour smell of wine in the air, so don't pursue the smell of blood to pursue the taste of wine.

Voliber sniffed and followed the smell of wine and walked along the upper stream of the stream. He walked for about seven or eight kilometers. The moist soil gradually turned into dry gravel. He finally found a small hill at the end of his vision. There was a hole pouring down in the underground, and the smell of wine penetrated from here, and the thick soles of feet carefully fell on the ground without making a sound. Volibear kept this state and slowly approached the hole step by step.

There is an old and decayed wooden door slightly deeper into the entrance of the cave. A huge bear head is attached to the entrance of the cave, but he did not enter recklessly, but carefully looked at it. After all, Rengar is a hunter, if this is him Isn’t it strange to set up one or two warning traps? Volibear doesn’t want to be caught in a urn.

Sniffing the air carefully, I found that there was a lot of odor in addition to the smell of wine. Volibear took a hard breath and was almost choked. The smell of rust is dense in the air. It can be basically concluded that this is an abandoned iron ore. But when it was abandoned, the exposed shaft of the wooden door looked very smooth, and it was still greasy on closer inspection. You can imagine Rengar oiled the wooden door in order not to make a sound when it opened.

After hesitating for a while, he held his breath without revealing any sound. He slowly approached the wooden door and looked out from the four gaps between the wooden door and the wall. No hidden cables or good crossbow bows were found behind the wooden door, Wally. Bell lightly pressed, and the wooden door opened silently.

As he guessed, this is an abandoned iron ore. Behind the wooden door is covered with huge wooden support pillars. There are black ores piled up in the corners. Various shovels and picks are littered. The walls and tables are covered with dust.

Only the middle of the road leading to the depths of the mine was spotless, and a brightly colored torch with a wooden handle was inserted on the wall. It was obviously extinguished not long after it burned, and underneath the torch was a strand of Found exactly the same gray-white short hair.

There are indications that this is likely to be Rengar's residence.

"It looks like you live here, big cat." Volibear stroked his waist pocket, showing an unkind look.

"Now, shall we come to SOLO? Just ask who is the hunter and who is the prey."

Chapter 22 Ambush

When he first entered the mine, he sprinkled some slag on himself to eliminate the smell, and his thick and soft feet made no sound cautiously. Before each step fell, he would inspect the ground, and he would carefully take out the villagers at every corner. The contributed little bronze mirror went out to observe, making sure that he would not run into the trap when Ai turned around.

Although this speed of travel is very slow, he has walked less than 50 meters in ten minutes, but it is effective. He bypassed a stumbling rope connected to the bell, exposed the camouflage pit, and pulled out of the kitchen. The steel nails hidden behind the door frame, but no matter how careful, they still cannot hide justice from heaven.

Don't get me wrong, the style here is strange, but there is no messy butt.

Justice is a kind of poisonous snake, a kind of assassination snake specially cultivated by the famous assassination organization night raid group for four hundred years. Only a drop of venom can poison hundreds of people. After the night raid group is destroyed, it will become a permafrost wild animal.Although the night raid group was corrupted and deteriorated, their belief at the beginning was to be justice messengers walking in the dark, so their names are very tall and magnificent. For example, the explosives used are sacrifices, the assassination list is called monuments, and hangings. The frame is called loyalty, the standard sword is kindness, and the standard armor is justice. This kind of naming fun is simply paranoid.

However, no matter how strong the venom is, it must enter the bloodstream to take effect. The characteristics of the poisonous snake are basically that the more poisonous the smaller, the smaller the more poisonous, the righteous poisonous snake has not escaped this law. While it has super venom and strong concealment, it The body length is less than one meter...

So what the fangs bite is only the bear's thick hair that can withstand the sword.

"If I were an ordinary human, I would probably be dead now." Volibear thought with regret. After all, the three traps previously discovered are all on the ground, and the intruder's attention will unknowingly concentrate on the ground. , So the blind spot of thinking appeared on the head, and when the intruder's eyes were wary of the ground, a poisonous snake suddenly fell from the sky. It was really impossible to defend against.

He tied the righteous viper with a bow and threw it back into the cage above his head.Volibear continued to move forward. This time he showed twice as much vigilance as before. Every step he went out, he had to stop and look around. In this case, he found and escaped three more traps. And the traces of the surrounding life gradually increased. Pots, pans, pans, stools, dining tables, and when entering the next tunnel, there even appeared a pile of animal head specimens hanging along the way.

Among them are not only the heads of Angola Thunder Rune bears, but also the heads of many animals and even intelligent creatures.

Wild deer, frost giants, snow trolls, snow leopards, snow wolves, polar crocodiles, white head whales, humans, platinum tigers, unicorns, etc., any more powerful creatures can see their heads here. The Tu’s Head Museum is no more so.

The tunnel is not long, but Volibear walked with goose bumps, as if the skull specimens would secretly stare at him after turning around, making the bear very uncomfortable.

But it didn't matter anyway, Volibear came to a cave with a wooden door that looked like a mine office, and he was sure Rengar was in front.

He smelled a stench.

There was a fishy smell that seemed to have countless beasts roaring straight to the depths of the soul, and it was not even appropriate to say that it was a fishy smell, as if there were hundreds of translucent voices screaming resentment roaring in the mind.

He listened attentively, and there was even a slight breathing sound from inside the wooden door. It could be judged that he was still asleep. He touched the wooden door up and down, and found that he could not open the thin wooden door silently, but it did not bother him. , Judging from the feel, the wooden door is not two palm-thick, as long as it is a little harder, this kind of door panel is no different from the girl's underwear.

Sneak attack?Favoribel also wanted to do this kind of difficult battle, but he was still very realistic. It is very rare for this huge body to go into such a deep place without being noticed. Since the target is in front of you, then the only action is next. Only the same.

"Bang!!!" The wooden door was bleakly torn apart under the bear's claws. With the help of the light in the tunnel, Volibear saw an old big bed in the room, and something was twisting under the bedding on the big bed. It's like opening the quilt to fight back.

Since it was a raid, Volibear would not give the opponent any time to counterattack. The stone-ground bear's paw tore the air, and the one who fell on the bed and even the bedding directly broke the board. The sawdust was flying, and the blood punched the bed. The hole spread.

"Hey, big cat, you are paralyzed when you sleep!" Volibear sneered and raised the blood-stained bear's paw.

But as soon as the voice fell, he felt a sudden chill behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw only two sparks.

Golden on the left, blue on the right.

Three cold lights flashed, and the bear hair mixed with blood splashed on the ceiling.

"What!!" In the severe pain, Volibear fell forward, overwhelming the old bed, directly crushing the entire bed.

"My dear prey, are you so impatient? It's so imprudent. The worst thing about hunting is impatient." Rengar emerged from the shadows, and the huge lion's head was grinning cruelly and cheerfully.