It had just rained heavily in the jungle, diluting the bloody smell of the corpses.
If it was an ordinary hunter, it was likely that he would have missed his target. But for Lorgar, the smell mixed in the air after the rain was enough to tell her a lot of information.
For example, there was more than one animal corpse — some had a pure bloody smell, while others had a hint of decay, which proved that many animals had died in the same place.
Small prey such as rabbits, rats, and foxes could hardly spread their smell to such a far place. Even if they could, it should not be so clear. In other words, the dead animals were basically large, at least not smaller than cows and horses.
To be able to drag these big guys to a place, they must have the corresponding strength. The behavior of gathering many corpses was mostly the habit of carnivores to store food.
Such places were often the nests of large predators.
Of course, the most important point was that Lorgar caught an indescribable turbid smell in the fishy smell, which was the unique smell of mixed demonic beast blood. If she did not change into her wolf form, she would only be able to smell the pungent stench. Only after using her ability, she could detect the subtle difference hidden in it.
That was the smell of magic.
Not every mixed demonic beast could absorb magic, but those with magic in their blood must be mixed demonic beasts, and their strength was also far greater than that of ordinary demonic beasts.
This was also one of the improvements she had made after several months of hunting in the jungle.
If she could have mastered this skill before the holy duel, the Four-winged Eagle that launched a surprise attack from the air would not have been able to catch her clothes.
Although the climate, environment, and prey in the Barbarian Wasteland were far different from those in the desert, the hunting skills were the same — in summary, there were only three points: caution, meticulousness, and patience.
Lorgar's target was a burly bear hybrid.
When it stood up, it was as tall as three people, and at first glance, it looked like a moving iron tower. She did not know which demonic beast it had mixed with, but its skin was like armor, and even sharp wolf teeth could not kill it. What was even more frightening was its head. The bear species actually had four eyes, two of which were at the back of its head. This made her most adept at attacking from behind, bleeding and cutting throats, lose its usual effectiveness.
Five days ago, Lorgar had fought with the bear. After a fierce battle, she had lost two of her claws, while the bear had lost half of its front paw. Its stomach was also covered in bloody wounds. It could be said that this was the most troublesome enemy she had encountered since entering the Barbarian Land. Its strength was roughly equivalent to that of the Divine Beast of the Desert. If she hadn't gone through sufficient training and encountered this fellow from the very beginning, she would have been the one running away.
But this was a hunt, not a fair duel. She had the herbs cultivated by Leaf, the purifying water made by Lily, and the powerful recovery ability after the transformation. She did not have to worry about ordinary injuries. These days, apart from healing her wounds, she spent the rest of her time searching for bear breeds.
As the smell grew stronger, Lorgar knew that the outcome of the battle would soon be revealed.
She gently stepped over a puddle of water. Her pads sank into the moist soil, making almost no sound. She chose to cut into the downwind so that it would be difficult for the bear to detect her presence through the smell. Little by little, she approached the source of the smell. She pricked up her ears and used the sound to locate the direction of the target. At the same time, she raised her claws and slowly pushed away the vines in front of her.
The body of a bear hybrid suddenly appeared in her line of sight.
The other party had no idea of her arrival. It was engrossed in biting a fat stag. Its cheeks were covered with blood, and its broken limbs were exposed. It looked particularly terrifying. If it were an ordinary animal, it would have been listlessly curled up in a hidden place after suffering such a serious injury. It would not act rashly before it recovered. But it did not seem to care about those wounds, as if filling its stomach was more important than anything else.
The wolf girl tightened her hind legs and slightly bent down. This time, she planned to destroy the four eyes of the demonic beast first so that it would have no chance to escape.
Just when she was ready to attack, another series of footsteps suddenly came from the depths of the forest.
This made Lorgar a little stunned for a moment.
Why would there be such rhythmic footsteps in the depths of the Barbarian Land?
The footsteps were very heavy and had no intention of hiding. The alternating footsteps were unique to humans, and... there was more than one.
Could it be that the hunters of Neverwinter had lost their way?
No... She quickly denied this speculation. This place was more than ten days away from the border of Graycastle. Considering the dense forest and weeds, it would be even slower to travel on land. Not to mention that after crossing the prairie, there were ferocious beasts, snakes, and insects everywhere. As for the area around the Taquila ruins, it was a place where demonic hybrid beasts roamed. Even if they had lost their way, it was impossible for them to come here alive.
Lorgar suddenly thought of an answer.
It was a seemingly reasonable and long-awaited answer.
At that moment, she felt the hair all over her body stand up and her heart seemed to be pounding. Although she was highly nervous, her body instantly entered the best fighting state.
The bear also noticed this unusual sound. It dropped half of the deer leg, turned over, and climbed up. It let out a hoarse, low roar in the direction of the footsteps.
The bushes shook, and the intertwined branches were pushed away. Two ferocious monsters came out of the shadows.
They had dark brown skin, muscular arms, a fully enclosed beast bone helmet, and a sharp bone spear.
They were exactly the same as what Lightning had described.
They were demons!
She had waited for so long!
The moment the demons showed up, the demonic hybrid beast launched an attack.
It raised its intact forepaw and jumped towards the uninvited guests who had disturbed its meal. Its speed was so fast that it could not have been done by such a burly body.
In addition to the strength of the bear, this attack also carried the impact of its whole body. The effect was no less than the high-altitude dive of a Four-winged Eagle. If it were Princess Roland, her first reaction would have been to dodge. After all, if she was not an Extraordinary, even if she could block this attack, she would have to pay a heavy price.
But the enemy did not retreat. One of the demon's arms quickly swelled up and directly met the demonic beast's giant palm. With a muffled sound, the two monsters collided without any buffer!
The result was a tie!
Whether it was the bear or the demon, they could not take another step forward. But as a single body, the demon was half a head shorter than the opponent, so a stalemate was obviously disadvantageous.
However, there was more than one demon at the scene.
Another Mad Demon had taken down the bone spear and aimed it at the demonic hybrid beast.
The battle was about to end, and there was not much time left for Lorgar to think.
Should she leave or stay?
"Although the tube on the back is the weakness of the demons, they are not easy to deal with." Lightning's warning suddenly sounded in her mind. "If you really encounter an enemy, it is best to retreat immediately and inform His Majesty." "
Her reason also told her that she should retreat temporarily, but her fighting instinct was boiling in her chest.
No, this was not a problem that needed to be considered.
Of course, there was danger, but she came here for this, didn't she?
And according to the intelligence, after the Mad Demon's arm swelled up, there would be a period of obvious fatigue. She might be able to gain an advantage in a one-on-two fight!
"Whoosh —"
With a sound, the demon threw the bone spear in its hand.
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