Bear Lord Volibear

"Now, prey, tell me what you think." Rengar didn't rush to kill him, but pulled the bear's head vigorously and asked, opening his eye cortex, but in Volibear's eyes, the color was already muddy. One piece, the godless eyes couldn't tell where was the lion's head and where was the sky, how to answer his question.

"Don't want to say, don't die, I haven't been so happy for a long time, and I haven't had a good ditch with a decent prey for a long time. You must listen to me to finish before you can die." Although he was bruised and bruised, even though he His hair burned out, and although he had broken bones and blood, his expression did not show the slightest pain. Instead, he had a face of ecstasy, as innocent ecstasy as a child got a toy!

And after slapped Volibear twice, he didn't see any reaction, and he was still nervous, as if he was afraid that he was really dead, despite the bloody body, hurriedly dragged the huge bear into the cave.

"..."

"My dear prey, do you want to say something? Don't worry, I'm listening." After exiting the pouring rain and entering the cave, Volibear's spirit probably improved a bit, his eyes were still godless, and his open mouth seemed to be released. What syllable, Rengar took possession of the bear's mouth.

Volibear's eyes were clear for an instant, and he bit through the shoulder guard fiercely into the flesh. If it weren't blocked by the shoulder guard, this bite could even bite off his shoulder.

"Sure enough, you still refuse to admit defeat? It's the prey of my all-out effort." He stared at Volibear, as if seeing a faint burning flame in the blue, he heartily admired, but at the same time The heavy punch also landed on Volibear's nose, so that he had to let go.

"But the outcome has been decided, the Hunter still won..." Rengar said as he said, suddenly his figure softened inexplicably, and his eyes glared round the ground.

"Ha, ha, ha..." Volibear laughed dumbly, almost unable to move. In fact, he wanted to make a victory declaration, but his tongue had been paralyzed by the poison and he didn't listen at all. He can only make a rough voice to express that it is his victory now.

And what brought victory was the spotted snake venom he had just poured into his mouth and found in this cave on the day of hunting. This venom has a very powerful paralyzing effect. In severe cases, it can even paralyze the heart to death, and pour it from his mouth. The whole mouth is paralyzed without touching blood. How strong is this toxicity, but facing Rengar's powerful physique far beyond his size, it is still not realistic to poison him, and it can even be said that the real victory or defeat is only now. To start.

Who can get up and give the opponent a fatal blow, who can truly win the hunt!

Chapter 27 Hunters and Prey

It rained heavily, and a bear and a lion head lay quietly in the cave, like a corpse, filled with death-like silence.

But the hunt is undecided, and they are not yet dead.

The two were motionless, but the depressive atmosphere did not ease at all. One was dizzy and dizzy with excessive blood loss, and the other had snake venom muscle numbness. Whoever regained mobility first would win the final victory. Even though the body was so weak, The two were still searching in silence, trying to gather every strength and try to stand up.

But it is simple to say, standing up is not easy, Volibear, regardless of the power of the storm, the choice of the storm, both natural abilities are exhausted, the lower abdomen is cut open, the intestines are exposed, there are countless knives on the body, a small half of the blood has been lost, and he is extremely anemia. Even his head was dizzy, it was a miracle that anyone with this kind of injury did not die, let alone the strength to stand up.

In fact, if the heavy rain hadn't washed away the strong smell of blood, at this time there would have been wolves and snow leopards that would have swallowed his immobile two corpses.

"My prey, are you dead."

In the deep silence, Rengar's hoarse and bloody voice rang in his ears, but he didn't know it was the influence of the paralytic toxin, but his tone was unexpectedly calm and indifferent.

"Hehe, I'm still waiting to eat cat meat hot pot tonight, how could I fall down here." Although the pain was pressing on him like a mountain, Volibear still laughed and mocked.

"Is it? Seeing your spirit, I can’t wait to get up and fight with you for another three hundred rounds now. Unfortunately, I can’t do it now. I am worthy of my prey. I have been smelling death for a long time. It's no surprise that I will die by your hands, but can you agree to a request?"

"Will it be too late to beg for mercy now? If you want to keep a whole body, I can consider it." Volibear said compellingly.

"What's the point of a dead body?" Rengar looked up at the rock wall above the cave, his eyes no longer frantic and cruel, but a touch of peace.

"I have a bone-tooth necklace on my neck. If I die, please cut off my head, make a specimen, and pull out one of the teeth and string it on the necklace. Those are my best trophies in the past. After I die, it will be yours. It is also the most precious treasure and glory of being a hunter. Of course, if I kill you when I die, I will do the same. You deserve this glory."

"This is just whip the corpse, what an honor!"

It would not be surprising how Rengar roared and laughed at Volibear, but with such a calm face, he made this request. For some reason, he has goosebumps. It feels that if this big cat is not a pit in his brain, it must be a pit in outlook on life and values. .

"Actually, I have always had a problem. You are your hunter and I will be my lord steadily. Even if I snatch your prey, I can compensate you with land or something. We don’t offend the river water. If you have any deep hatred or hatred, you must hunt me down, and you will have no regrets or regrets even if you put yourself up."

This question has been lingering in Volibear's heart since the day of hunting. As far as common sense is concerned, there must be a reason for things. Farmers farm for a living.Absenteeism digs pits for bread, but Rengar hunted himself for what?

food?With his skill and experience, he can hunt casually and eat and drink for a year.

money?Regardless of whether there is a bounty on Volibear's head, he hasn't seen a decent currency for so long, and Rengar didn't want to look like he was short of money.

land?There is a shortage of people in frozen soil but lack of food security. The only thing that is not lacking is land.

Beauty?Well, Xiong has no confidence in his beauty and doesn't want to have confidence. Such confidence is too dangerous.

"I have no hatred for you. On the contrary, I am very grateful to you. In the process of hunting you, I got rid of the lifeless state of the past six months. Every wound and every pain on my body was joyfully telling me the fact that I was still alive: With prey, hunters have meaning."

"Sorry, I can't understand your logic, can you speak human words?" Volibear asked with a confused expression.

"You know, someone told me that there are only two roles played by life in this world: hunter and prey, either as a hunter or as a prey. I lived as a prey until I was an adult, not because of me. The skill is superb, not because I am physically strong, but because my hunter is more clumsy and stupid than me. He needs me as a prey to train his skills." Probably because the body is completely unable to move, Rengar became talking Chattered, no longer the fierce and wild fight of each other just now.

"In my childhood memory, I was bitten by hounds, penetrated by crossbows, besieged by traps, bitten by beasts, pierced by spears, but I did not die, my hunter was an unqualified hunter. She had countless opportunities to end my life with just one finger movement, but she didn’t do it. Day after day, even I have learned the hunting skills in the daily chase, she is just A bad hunter who was rejected by everyone and dared not take the last step." His tone was soft, his eyes were gentle, and even the line of his mouth didn't seem so rigid.

"In the end, she even dropped her bow and arrow in front of other hunters, claiming to give up being a hunter, and set me free that day, announcing that I was no longer her prey, and she was no longer my hunter."

"Isn't that good, you are free, and she also abandoned the job she didn't want."

"But there are only two roles in this world, either to be hunters or prey." Rengar rolled his eyes and looked over, with golden eyes and blue eyes calm and deep, and Volibear had a bad feeling.

"I became a hunter, and she became a prey."

"Are you crazy? Even if you hate her, she didn't kill you and gave you freedom. You will avenge you in this way." Volibear was stunned and asked angrily.

"I'm not crazy, nor do I hate her. On the contrary, she taught me the last lesson." Rengar said with a calm expression.

"The hunter will eventually become the prey! And the prey will become the hunter,"

"So this is your motivation for hunting? The whole world is either a prey or a hunter. This dual argument in the dual system of black and white cerebral palsy is really urging. If I can move now, I will definitely give you two slaps. You wake up what is the correct outlook on life, values, morals, eight honors and eight shames, thoughts and virtues. The world is very big. In addition to the role of hunters and prey, there are many different meanings. I am the lord, and I need prey just like you. But I want prey only to feed the villagers, not to maintain the meaning of the bullshit hunter. In addition to the prey, I want territory, people, army, money, food, maid, art, and fun. , I can’t finish talking about what I want for three days and three nights. I won’t agree to or accept any of your hunter’s prey theories. I’ll pull you out of the black and white world and rub your head in this real world. Get under your cat's eyelids and see how pitiful your world is."

"Hehe, it sounds like a wonderful world, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to see it." Rengar twisted his neck hard and said, but the eyes that looked at Volibear returned to clarity, like a knife out of its sheath, cold light shining.

His arms were strenuously and slowly propped up the body, although the muscles on his arms trembled and swayed, it showed that he had gradually recovered from the paralysis.

"But I also want to thank you for listening. You are the first person I have talked to so much in so many years. I will treasure your head. After you die, there will still be only prey and hunters. There is no third Kind of choice."

"Emotions you have been chatting with God until now. In fact, your toxins have begun to fade. Do you keep talking to save my energy to separate my attention." Volibear closed his eyes, seeming to give up resistance and sighed.

"No, word by word, from the bottom of my heart, I never lie to my prey, but my anti-drug ability is stronger than I thought. If I can, I even want to talk for a while. After all, you have been me for so many years. The prey that I've talked to the longest and hit the longest." Rengar felt like he had Parkinson's disease, shaking his whole body, but his hand still held the hunting knife forcefully.

"Really, then I only have one question left. On the day you attacked the village at night, you obviously had the opportunity to kill the white-haired human girl, but why did you change the back of your sword and beat her out?"

"She?!" The hunting knife hesitated in midair for about two or three seconds, then turned the tip of the knife to stab.

"That poor hunter is very similar to her. Only a failed hunter will kill the same prey twice."

The tip of the knife slid down, but the next moment, a dazzling electric light shone, and Rengar was completely wrapped up close at hand.

"It just so happens that I am also a God TM chat stream. If you don't speak, I'm really afraid that you suddenly violent and chopped me off during the cooling down of my skills. I am also word by word, from the bottom of my heart: I will crush your hunter and The prey worldview."

Chapter 28 Rengar's New Profession

Rengar opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is not the familiar rock wall of the mine, nor the starry flames that sleep in the wild, but the plain wooden roof.

"I am not dead, how is it possible?"

He clearly remembered the moment he was raising his hunting knife, lying on the ground like a muddy bear with a dazzling thunder, his blood was dripping with toxins, and he couldn't even evade a little bit. After eating all the lightning strikes, according to common sense, his only end was to turn into coke like the giant python used to pester the bear.

But he looked down and saw that his whole body was tied to a stone bed by Wuhuada, and the wounds on his body were covered with herbs with linen cloth, and nothing was left except a skirt of lower body.