The turtle was as large as a mansion's grand entrance, its shell towering like a small hill, rugged with crevices and covered with a mossy color that spoke of great age. Its revealed limbs were thick as a bull's leg, with overlapping folds of wrinkled skin.
What shocked Hunter the most was the pair of robust antlers on the turtle's head. The basket-sized head hung low, its bell-like eyes dull and colorless, groaning softly. Several shocking wounds on the tip of its high nose looked like an infant's lips, flipping open, dripping viscous, fresh blood.
The mother wolf sniffed slowly and turned her body, staring in Hunter's direction. Hunter caught her fierce gaze through the gaps in the berries. The mother wolf didn't pay much attention to the still berry bushes but lowered her body and sniffed again, seemingly confused.
The wind in the bamboo forest was a gentle downwind, and the mother wolf was standing in the wind's path.
The wind shifted slightly, stirring the fallen leaves on the ground into a whirl. The mother wolf snorted and turned her head again, watching the giant tortoise.
The Giant tortoise drooled from the corners of its mouth, looking very weak.
Hunter saw a small piece of white eggshell sticky with blood behind the tortoise's buttocks. The tortoise tried to lay the egg, but every time it tried, the mother wolf took the opportunity to move to its back. Despite the tortoise's obvious weakness, it always managed to move, changing its position and facing the mother wolf again.
Hunter watched as the two creatures circled each other like cockfighting, neither of them showing any intention of attacking.
The Wind System Magic Wolf opened its mouth a few times, and Hunter noticed it couldn't produce a wind blade. This discovery made him smirk coldly.
Finally, after much anticipation, another wind blade came out of the Magic Wolf's mouth, rotating at high speed, it was half the size of what Hunter had seen the other day. The wind blade was aimed at the back of the giant tortoise, but the tortoise forced itself to turn to the side. It hit the edge of the shell, leaving a wound on her wrinkled skin, but the shell remained intact.
The Magic Wolf was also panting, its blood-red tongue sticking out halfway.
Although it didn't have the energy to attack again, the Magic Wolf relied on its agility to occasionally pounce on the giant tortoise and scratch with her claw.
The more Hunter watched this giant turtle, the more familiar it seemed.
After thinking for a while, he finally remembered that at the foot of the mountain in his hometown, there was a tomb of General Fei Lian from the ancient era, and a large turtle bearing the tombstone looked just like this; The antlered head, the gigantic body, were the same.
Hunter remembered urinating on that turtle when playing with his brother as a child.
An fortuneteller had said that this kind of turtle is the son of a dragon. Dragons dare to marry any kind of wife, and the children they give birth to are diverse, none can become a dragon, and they all grow up in strange shapes, this turtle is supposedly the eldest son of a dragon.
A Jiao (dragon offsprings) hatched after a dragon mated with a chicken and burying the egg for three years underground. The fortuneteller added this sentence to increase his authority.
This childhood incident still lingered in Hunter's memory, mainly because the story was so peculiar. At that time, he particularly admired the dragon's ability.
"When I grow up, I will be like a dragon and have multiple wives," Hunter said to his brother back then.
These childhood memories did not bring out any nostalgia in Hunter. He carefully pulled out a wolf tooth arrow, aimed it at the pacing Magic Wolf, and notched the arrow on his bow.
Whether or not this turtle was the son of the dragon, Hunter no longer had the childhood curiosity to explore. It was clearly exhausted from the difficult labor, the only threat was the wolf. Hunter became extremely interested in the tortoise's shell that was unscathed by even the Magic Wolf's wind blades.
Just as Liu Zhenhan was readying himself for action, the Magic Wolf abruptly lunged at the Giant Tortoise.
The wisdom of the Magical Beast was revealed in this very instant.
This time, it didn't release a sharp wind blade. Though the Wind System Magic Wolf is naturally adept at using wind blades, they are not infinite. This Magic Wolf had already spent all the magical power it could summon. However, its abilities were not limited to magical attacks; its sharp, piercing fangs were more lethal and potent than the wind blade. Endless fighting could indeed cause the Giant Tortoise, in its difficult stage, to bleed out slowly. But the strange sounds from outside the bamboo forest had made the Magic Wolf impatient. That ringing sound could only have come from a colossal creature. The three hungry wolf pups in the cave worried the mother wolf. She had no choice but to end the fight as quickly as possible, and return home.
The mother Magic Wolf pretended to squat, licking her forepaws. This seemingly leisurely action was in fact a classic deception. In a flash, she thrust her robust hind legs, and her entire body sprung up in the air in a leaping strike.
The Magic Wolf's body even hovered momentarily in the air, stretching out in a streamlined shape, like a bird of prey. Its forelimb claws, flashing with an eerie blue glow, viciously swiped at the Giant Tortoise's eyeballs. The coarse, sharp wolf teeth aimed at the tortoise's throat were an inch long.
A grating tearing sound echoed as the sharp teeth gnashed against the tortoise's rough skin. The loud noise was harsh to the ears, similar to the guttural screech of metal scraping against each other. The Magic Wolf was ferociously tearing at it. Its calf-sized body twisted several times in mid-air, trying to use this intense tugging to rip a chunk of meat from the Giant Tortoise. The tortoise's skin was clearly tougher. Although the wolf had bitten into its wrinkled skin, its strong pull couldn't tear the tortoise's flesh.
Liu Zhenhan was breathing heavily, almost stunned by the life-or-death battle before his eyes. He re-aimed his Bow and Arrow at the Magic Wolf's anus. Liu Zhenhan took a deep breath and drew his bow. He recalled an idiom, "When the snipe and the clam grapple".
"Roar!" The giant tortoise, on its last gasp, stretched its neck and let out a guttural but thunderous bellow. The Magic Wolf still clung tightly to its thick neck, refusing to let go. Spurting blood gushed out from the gaps in the wolf's teeth, like a volcanic eruption.
The tortoise's left limb tried to shake the wolf off its throat in what seemed like a struggling motion, but its move was clumsy.
A thundering "Boom" sounded, like the echo of a gun going off in the mountains, resounding throughout the bamboo forest.
The entire bamboo forest was shivering spasmodically, and the bamboo leaves were falling like rain.
Crouched in the bushes, Liu Zhenhan could only feel the ground fiercely trembling, as if an old tractor had suddenly jolted on a bumpy road.
It almost felt like the dormant volcano had erupted again. Everything went black before his eyes, and his head began to spin. His throat tasted sweet, and he almost vomited.
His finger on the bowstring slackened, and the arrow whizzed through the air like a cannonball. The powerful arrow pierced through the waterfall of drifting bamboo leaves.
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Yesterday, I had a long conversation with some veteran authors, wondering why books like "Three Palaces" and "God of Gamblers" are so popular? Their long presence on the new book list helps. When they are removed from the list, every ten words equate to a bookmark!
So please understand my predicament, I only have a thousand bookmarks, and there are many personal recommendations also. After this week, when the rankings soar, I will still keep it to two chapters a day, slightly curbing the word count.
I'm also in talks with publishers. I have no demands for the manuscript fee, except for one thing—I must be able to publish online.
Do you all understand my predicament? Do you still hope this is another bloody stream?
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