Chapter 296
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Dean was in disbelief as he looked at the lively splitter. Was it because he was the first life that it saw after it was born that it regarded him as one of its kind?
It was not scientific!
"There should be other reasons. But this reason alone is too unreasonable …" Dean's face changed. His reason told him that it was not so simple. Otherwise why would it be so troublesome for humans to tame wild beasts? Wouldn't it be easy to tame it as long as he was the first one to show up when the cubs were born?
Not to mention a monster that was a hundred times more ferocious than a beast.
Suddenly, Dean thought of something. He looked down at his body and saw that the hunter's armor was full of blood. It was the blood of the parasitic soul worm that he had found in splitter's body. He suddenly understood that perhaps the smell of the blood made splitter regard him as one of its kind or a brother. It was not nonsense like 'mother' or something like that.
"For the time being, it has mistaken me as one of its kind. After a long time, it will naturally be able to distinguish me. Moreover, I should be dead by then …" Dean looked at splitter who was dancing. His eyes flashed. He wanted to sneak close to it and kill it. He took two or three steps forward. He looked at splitter who was still rubbing its sharp blade against the rock wall. Suddenly, he thought of an idea.
His eyes lit up as he thought of this idea. His blood boiled up. Once again, he felt the hope of 'life'.
"Come, come." Dean picked up the dagger that was previously knocked to the ground. He came to a few meters behind splitter and tried to call it. Although he knew that splitter may not be able to understand his language.
When splitter heard Dean's call, it turned around and looked at him with its emerald eyes. It seemed to be at a loss.
Dean had no experience in taming beasts, but he had seen people tame puppies. He imitated their appearance and waved to it: "Come here, hiss, come here."
Dean waved and moved back.
Splitter looked at him for a moment and slowly moved its body towards Dean.
He controlled the rhythm of his retreat and slowly guided the great splitter to the entrance of the cave. Ten minutes had passed since the great splitter went out to hunt. The last time the great splitter went out to hunt was thirty minutes later. In other words, he had at most twenty minutes left.
However, it was also possible that he would be back in a few minutes.
In these twenty minutes, the Great Splitter could appear at any time, and that would be the time of his death.
Dean took a deep breath as he looked at the new splitter who was standing at the entrance of the cave. He pointed at a hole and tentatively said: "Smash it, smash it!" He patted the rock wall.
Splitter tilted his head and looked at him, not moving an inch.
Dean was very nervous. Seeing that it did not respond, he could not help but feel anxious. But he knew that this matter could not be rushed. He could only guide it slowly. He endured the anxiety and repeatedly said: "Follow me, smash, smash it!" Then he hammered his hand on the rock.
Splitter quietly looked at him and didn't respond.
Dean's voice was a bit louder: "Follow me, smash it hard." Both of his hands continued to hit the rock. At the same time he looked at splitter.
Perhaps the sorrowful expectation in his eyes had an effect. The newborn splitter looked at him for a while, then slowly raised its scythe-like arms and chopped at the rock wall. Rustling sounds came out, and the friction made an ear-piercing sound.
Dean was relieved as he saw this. He felt that his whole body was soaked in sweat: "Use all your strength!"
Splitter stopped as it saw him stop.
Dean was stunned for a moment. He immediately continued to slap the rock with his hands.
Splitter lifted its scythe-like arms and cut the rock.
Puff! Puff!
Scratches appeared on the boulder as the scythe arms cut through it.
Dean saw that there was a complete boulder in front of it. With its new scythe arm, it might not be able to cut it even after a day. There was a small gap that could accommodate its arm, which happened to be half a meter away from it. Dean wanted to lift it up and move it to the small gap to let it cut it, but he knew that it might not let him get close to it. Even if he held it, he would not be able to lift it.
"Come on, follow me. Take three steps …" Dean continued to lead by example. He moved to the left while smashing the boulder.
Splitter ignored him as it continued to cut the boulder in front of it.
Dean quickly increased his voice. He succeeded in getting the attention of splitter. He repeatedly moved back and forth.
A few minutes later, the newborn Splitter also moved his body and stood in front of the gap.
Dean was excited beyond words. He couldn't wait to give himself a few warm applause. He immediately said: "Come on, use your maximum strength!" He used all his strength to punch the boulder. Of course, he wouldn't use his full strength. If his fist collided with the boulder, it would be his fist that would break.
Under Dean's demonstration, Splitter's chopping speed became faster and faster. Its scythe arm cut off a large number of stones.
Dean was excited. It was a legendary monster. Its learning ability was terrifying. It was even more terrifying than humans. Newborn human babies wouldn't be like this.
"Quick! Quick! Quick! "
Dean shouted as he pretended to beat the boulder. Although he knew that splitter couldn't understand his words.
Bang! Bang!
Splitter's scythe-like arms cut the boulder. Many small stones were cut off. The previous gap became bigger.
Dean saw that the gap was almost big enough. He quickly stopped and said: "Stop! Stop!"
Splitter heard the sound and noticed Dean. He also stopped when he saw Dean stop.
Dean saw that splitter was blocking the gap. He quickly ran back into the cave and said: "Come here! Come here!"
Splitter retracted its eyes as it saw him run away. It continued its previous practice.
Dean was annoyed as he saw that splitter didn't follow him. He picked up a monster's claw from the ground and threw it towards splitter's back. Bang!
Splitter, who was in the middle of training, suddenly raised his scythe-like arms. With a furious look on his face, he turned around and charged into the cave.
Dean waited for splitter to enter the cave. He immediately circled around the pile of corpses. Along the way, he kept throwing the corpses towards splitter in an attempt to divert its attention. This method really disturbed splitter. The distance between the two was pulled apart.
Dean saw that the time was almost right. He quickly bypassed the pile of corpses and ran towards the entrance of the cave. He drilled into the big gap. In order to pass through in one go, he had taken off his hunter's armor. Some parts of the armor were too hard. For example, the shoulder waistcoat. Moreover, it was thick and took up space.
Dean was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of shorts, and drilled into the gap.
The gap was too narrow. His head easily drilled into the gap. However, his head was stuck for a few inches when it reached the shoulder.
Dean gritted his teeth. He knew that he couldn't retreat here. If he stayed, he would die. He rubbed his skin and flesh and drilled into the gap. He felt a burning pain on his right shoulder. His shoulder rubbed against the rough stone. It should be bleeding.
Dean wriggled and rushed into the gap. He was like a worm. Once his shoulder drilled into the gap, it was much easier for him to crawl into the gap.
Dean grabbed the stone below. Inch by inch, he crawled forward. It was like he was crawling from the bloody hell to the human world. The small gap in front of him was his hope to survive.
His shoulder was squeezed on various rough stones. When he was halfway through the gap, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He bumped into a sharp stone.
Dean clenched his teeth in pain, growled, and rushed forward. He felt a tearing pain coming from his shoulder, almost making him faint, just like when he was pierced by a steel nail.
Dean clenched his teeth, growled and crawled at full speed.
Whoosh!
His palm grabbed the stone outside. Dean used all his strength to squeeze his body out and fell to the ground.
Hiss!
There was a faint cry from behind the gap. It seemed to be very anxious. It was from the newborn splitter.
Dean didn't have the mind to care about it. He saw that the splitter hadn't come back yet. He glanced around and looked at the sky. He instantly identified the direction from the position of the sun and ran to the right.
Bang! Bang!
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