When Orus was entangled by three young female lions, the resting group of lions suddenly came under attack.
The attackers were two adult primitive male lions and three evolved female lions. Their goal is very clear, the little lion in the lion pack!
Tina recognized them and immediately sounded an alarm to all the female lions: "They are a Horsby lion pack! Teeny, Shana, take your child and hide in the bushes! Hona, Joan, Leme, stop those three female lions! Rosa, go find Orus! The rest of us and I stop those two male lions!"
The response of the lion pack was very rapid, but the attackers were clearly prepared. The three female lions and the intercepting female lions were evenly matched. Thirteen young lions followed their mother and aunt to hastily dodge, while Tina and the other female lions rushed towards the two burly male lions without hesitation. The male lion of the primitive species does not have the complex thinking of the evolutionary species, but is equally fierce, and the female lion is naturally unable to match the male lion in strength. Orus is often willingly repaired by the lionesses because they are his mates. These two primitive species are clearly hostile to the entire lion pack, and they will never show mercy to any lioness or cub.
Experienced Tina used her own body to block the distance between the male lion and the cub, trying to delay the cub's escape. Six female lions in the lion pack surrounded two male lions, grabbing and biting their spines and hind legs whenever there was a chance. The thick mane protected the male lion's neck, and her large body shape also made the female lions wary. They could only rely on agile and swift movements to delay these two primitive species, Strive for opportunities for the survival of the cubs as much as possible.
The female lions fought bravely, and their cries for help from the male lion spread far away.
Rosa ran with all her might on the grassland, searching for Orus's trail until the majestic figure appeared on the distant horizon, and she let out a deafening roar.
"Orus! The male of the Horsby lion pack has attacked us! Go back to the lion pack!"
Orus suddenly turned around and the lionesses who had just flirted with him launched an attack on him. The strong male lion didn't care about their grasp or bite at all. After a few rounds, he threw the female lions to the ground, holding down the obviously leading female lion. His huge mouth approached the female lion's throat and said, "Did you plan it?"
The lioness angrily bared her fangs at Orus, while the other two lionesses dragged their injured bodies to try to charge forward, but were stopped by Rosa, who was equally angry. The enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and Rosa almost met in person. She fiercely bit the hind legs of one lioness, her golden eyes full of killing intent.
"Someone killed me!" The lioness, pressed to the ground by Orus, roared angrily. "You selfish and cunning lions! Drive all the hyenas into our territory! They killed our cubs! You can't think of any better!"
" Cubs?!"
Orus is not a patient father, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about his own little lion! Upon hearing the mother lion's words, he bit her hard on the back of her neck and threw her out.
"Unable to protect the cubs, it's the lion's incompetence! This is not an excuse for you to attack us!"
Orus had no time to pay attention to Rosa's angry roar. He lifted his head and made a lip cracking expression, carefully searching for information in the wind. The scent of an unfamiliar lion ignited the anger of the Lion King.
"Rosa, come back with me!"
Orus said in a low voice, while Rosa still stared at the three lionesses and roared, "Is that how we let them go?!"
"Come back with me!"
The commands of the Lion King are different and questioned. They have no time to waste.
The male lion began to run, its dense mane flying in the wind, and its sturdy and sturdy body displaying strength and majesty. Rosa followed closely behind Orus, and the moment Orus returned to the lion pack was a signal of the downfall of the intruder.
The three scarred Horsby lionesses lay in place, silently watching Orus and Rosa leave.
"Let's go back to our territory."
The lioness that had just roared at Orus stood up and walked to her companion. Only one lioness was seriously injured, but it did not affect her walking.
"Just go back like this? Leave Billy and the others behind?"
"You have also seen Orus' strength, do you think they still have a chance to come back alive?"
"But Zueva, we have two male lions, so we don't necessarily have to lose."
"Then you just keep waiting here," Zueva, the lioness, turned around. "I need to go back and find Sava."
When two male lions and other female lions attacked the Orus lion pack, the remaining three cubs of the Horsby lion pack were being taken care of by their aunts. The cubs were the hope of the pack, and now their territory was filled with hyenas. Zueva was worried that only two female lions were taking care of them.
However, recalling the original breed genes of the little lion and comparing them to the Orus we just saw, the three female lions, who are also evolutionary species, coincidentally had a certain idea.
"Orus is a good man..."
"Yeah, I was just knocked down by him, and my heart was beating fast. If I mate with him, I'm sure I can give birth to stronger offspring."
"Speaking of which, it's not new for a lion king to rule over two lion herds..."
At this point, the lionesses looked at each other and understood each other silently.
When Orus arrived, the mother lions and the little lions were already in a very critical condition. Tina and Hona were both injured, and Tina's injuries were particularly severe. One hind leg could hardly move. Just as a male lion was about to bite her to death, Orus rushed forward like a hurricane and fiercely hit him!
The battle between male lions is purely a collision of absolute power.
Strong, with no room for maneuver, fighting, biting, the strong trampling on the weak, demonstrating the power and dignity of the Lion King with absolute strength.
Two primitive male lions, even if they had an advantage in numbers, were not opponents of Orus. Soon, one of them was bitten off by Orus and could not move, while the other wanted to escape but had already lost the opportunity.
The freed lionesses began to besiege the remaining three, and in an instant, the lionesses were covered in bruises. Orus, who had finished the battle, glanced at his deceased opponent and then looked at the lionesses in a ball, scratching, scratching, and biting, almost cursing and spitting at each other.
Orus saw Rosa shouting and waving her paws. Okay, women fighting, we can't ask too much. Walking up to Tina lying on the ground, he lowered his head and licked her wound, asking, "Can you hold on?"
"It's okay."
In the end, the two female lions left their companions' bodies and fled in chaos. The four female lions in the group chased after them, vowing to teach them a lesson completely.
The alarm was lifted, and the little lions ran out of the bushes. The mother lions kept licking their newborn cubs, hoping to kill them and annihilate the Horsby lion pack.
After resting for a while, the lionesses realized that staying at the border of their territory for a long time was not safe and decided to return to the center of the territory. This time, Orus will accompany them.
Tina's injury was very serious. Although it had been treated simply, it was still difficult to keep up with the speed of the lion pack. Orus simply changed his form and picked Tina up. The weight of the mother lion, which weighed over 400 pounds, seemed as light as nothing in his arms.
"What are you doing?!"
Tina was startled by Orus's sudden movement and instinctively gave him a paw. The lion gritted its teeth and said, "Tina, I'm just holding you."
"Let me down! I can walk on my own!"
"What would happen if you occasionally rely on me? You're my wife!"
Tina leaned her ears back and sniffed Orus's neck, "Oh? Can you explain, where did you get this scent from? If I remember correctly, there isn't a lioness in the pack that smells like this!"
"Yeah..."
Orus froze, looked up at the sky, then at Tina, "Well, I can explain..."
"Explanation?" Rosa walked over and interjected with a cool breeze, "Yes, when I just found him, I was having a hot fight with Horsby's Zueva. Do you still need an explanation?"
Tina in her arms raised her paws, their sharp tips flashing cold light. Orus suddenly shuddered from behind, and in the next moment, the roar of the lion broke through the clouds
Cyrus was tracking an adult male wart pig with Calvin and Charlie when suddenly his ears twitched. Strangely, how could he hear the roar of a lion at noon? Did you hear me wrong.
Calvin and Charlie followed Cyrus, imitating his every move. This male wart pig weighs over 200 pounds. Catch him and it will be enough for three cheetahs to have a full meal and hold on until the day after tomorrow without any problem. But how to catch it is a difficult problem.
This is a depression in the center of Orus territory. During the rainy season, it is a pond. As the dry season approaches, the pond gradually evaporates, forming a muddy swamp in the short term until it completely dries up. Dry grass and thorny shrubs cover it up, making it difficult for the wart pig to detect danger. With just one step in, it is easy to get trapped.
Cyrus did not act rashly. He quietly hid in the bushes, paying attention to the changes in wind direction, watching the warthog unconsciously dig up the roots and rhizomes of the plants, and rushed out when the distance between the warthog and him was less than thirty meters.
Cyrus didn't recklessly try to defeat the wart pig, and he couldn't do it either. Just cleverly driving the wart pig towards the swamp until it is trapped in mud and moves slowly.
Two little cheetahs stayed in place, while Cyrus carefully walked behind the warthog, avoiding its sharp fangs. The warthog wouldn't let him easily handle it, and the cheetah and prey remained deadlocked. Finally, after the warthog's physical exertion was almost exhausted, Cyrus transformed into a human and jumped onto its back. His hands forcefully dug into the warthog's eyes, and his sharp nails pierced through its eyeballs. Amidst the warthog's mournful howls, he tightened its neck with several tough grass stems until it suffocated.
Ending all of this, Cyrus dragged the wart pig out of the mud, tore open its skin, and the father and son buried their heads in eating.
Cyrus, who was eating, was unaware that the owner of the territory, the Orus lion pack, had left the border and set off to return.
Monty, the leopard who was taking a nap, was also awakened by the sudden roar of the lion. Moving his ears, it was the foolish lion again!