Lord Highlander

A sharp ax gleaming with cold light fell from the sky, and slammed heavily on the head of the giant swamp crocodile, making a muffled sound, and smashed its eyelids shut tightly.

The swamp giant crocodile was powerless to resist, so it could only squeeze out with all its strength, but the iron tree was so strong that even an adult swamp giant crocodile could not break it, and could only forcefully hit the sharp ax above its head.

The swamp crocodile has thick skin and a hard skull.

The ax didn't make a hole in its skull, but only left a shallow white mark.

An aborigine hunter stood on the ironwood tree with his legs spread apart. His face changed slightly when he saw this scene. His legs were still trembling, as if they might go limp at any time.

Seeing the giant crocodile struggling constantly, the native hunter was worried that the giant crocodile would squeeze the exit and get out of the trap, so he spit in the palm of his hand, raised the ax high again, and struck down at the same position.

The giant crocodile in the tree hole took another hard axe. Under the heavy blow, the mouth of the giant crocodile opened slightly, and a water arrow flew out against the barren grass. It didn't know where it flew. This time the giant crocodile The thick skin on the head was finally cut off, exposing the white bones under the skin.

As the body was squeezed into the tree core and was under tremendous pressure, the blood in the body seemed to have found a vent, sprayed out along the wound on the top of the head, and turned into a blood mist under the huge internal pressure, spraying the native hunter full of blood. With his face covered, the aborigine hunter stretched out his hand and wiped it carelessly on his face, and then chopped it down with another axe, finally cracking a fine crack in the white bones on the top of his head.

After several consecutive axes, the skull of the swamp giant crocodile was forcibly split open by the native hunter.

Under the continuous beating of the giant axe, the swamp giant crocodile was shocked to death, its skull was cracked, and a magic core was soaked in its bloody brain.

The body of the giant swamp crocodile was stuck in the trunk of the iron tree. He Boqiang had no choice but to let the native hunter cut off the exposed head of the giant crocodile and pull out the internal organs full of grease along the chest cavity until the huge body was completely wiped out. After shriveling down, the corpse of the swamp giant crocodile was barely dragged out from the heart of the tree.

With the first successful experience, there will be a second and third time very soon. The indigenous hunters never thought that the swamp giant crocodile, which is powerful and invincible to them, would repeatedly fall into this tree. In the hole trap, tried and tested.

After hunting five giant crocodiles, Agari signaled other indigenous hunters to stop, because no matter how many crocodiles they hunted, they would not be able to bring them back to the tribe. Six giant crocodiles were the limit they could carry. Even so, the indigenous hunters still It was necessary to give up those crocodile viscera that were not easy to carry. They only ate grilled fish liver at noon. The natives didn't seem to care about the fishy food, and even Molly ate it with relish.

Only He Boqiang enjoyed the privilege of eating a pheasant left over from hunting crocodiles. This kind of pheasant with a light frame and thin body is old and old. After roasting, it will be even harder to chew. There is no way. After losing the big earth storm bear, at this time, he can barely eat such an old and tough pheasant.

Before leaving, the indigenous hunter marked the hollow iron tree, and removed all the stainless steel arrow clusters installed inside, cleaned it inside and out, and carried it into the woods and hid it in the bushes. Come, two hunters carried a giant swamp crocodile, and ten indigenous hunters lifted all five crocodiles, and everyone returned along the same road. Since the indigenous hunters carried heavy loads, it took more than twice the time to return to the village. time.

Every time the aboriginal hunters return to the village, they will be treated like kings. This time they brought back crocodile meat for the villagers. The aboriginal women in the village were waiting at the entrance of the village. When they saw the aboriginal hunters coming out of the dense forest, they ran out to help They took down the prey, and they carried the crocodiles into the square inside the village, where the great wizard Inoyatila was waiting.

There is a wooden chopping board for slaughtering and skinning in the square. The swamp giant crocodile is placed on the chopping board, and the entire tail of the seven or eight-meter-long giant crocodile falls outside the chopping board. At this time, there are elders in the village who are responsible for dividing the meat. The iron knife in his hand couldn't cut through the tough skin of the giant swamp crocodile.

The hunters had no choice but to stand up again and split the giant crocodile piece by piece with their sharp axes. Fortunately, the crocodile meat inside was not so tough, and the tender white crocodile meat was distributed fairly to every native in the village by the village elders. , the remaining crocodile skin and crocodile head were dedicated to the great wizard Inoyatila, and a large pile of fish bones were thrown into more than ten large clay pots to cook soup.

The aborigines of the whole village gather around these clay pots, quietly waiting for the crocodile meat to be cooked, and then scoop out the meat and bones to eat.

In fact, the aborigines also have seasonings when they eat meat and bones. The seasonings of these aborigines are very special, and everything is very fresh. They picked some green pears from the trees, and picked some green peppers and red peppers. They put these things into stone troughs and mashed them, and after they took out the dregs, they added a little bit of salt to this sour, spicy and numbing sauce. On the small side, wait for the hot crocodile bones to be dipped in this sauce after they are pulled out of the soup pot.

To be honest, He Boqiang didn't expect that these aboriginal women could eat so much. The bones of ten giant crocodiles piled up in a huge pile. They not only gnawed the meat and bones, but also drank the broth in the big clay pot. It was clean, and the only thing that was a little difficult to distinguish was not the crocodile meat, but the ten warrior-like indigenous hunters. Under the expectant eyes of the women in the village, they each selected the most plump indigenous from the crowd like a king choosing a concubine. The woman walked into the house with four air leaks and only four pillars supporting the roof.

The other aboriginal women left reluctantly, but before they left, the aboriginal women tried to walk past He Boqiang, expecting him to keep one of them, making Molly look like a female leopard , bared his teeth at those aboriginal women, and issued a low warning sound, which frightened these aboriginal women to disperse immediately, and no one dared to approach them again.

"Every time they are full..." Molly explained to He Boqiang.

He Boqiang was still a little embarrassed at the moment. Those passionate and unrestrained indigenous women really gave him a strong impact. At this moment, he could only calm down the inexplicable impulse in his heart, nodded to Molly, and then nodded to Ino Yatila The great wizard went.

The great wizard was processing those crocodile heads, and other indigenous children gathered beside the great wizard, picking out the last piece of crocodile tailbone from the gnawed clean crocodile bones. The tip is like a sharp bone spur, and the joints become thicker as you go to the back. The indigenous children found a strong rope and stretched these coccyx bones to form a flexible bone whip. Shouting and shouting, those children who didn't get the bone whip could only watch enviously from the sidelines.

Molly, an indigenous girl, followed He Boqiang, and those children rushed to offer the bone whip to Molly, but Molly seemed to look down on those things, and waved her hand to reject the group of children.

He Boqiang stood in front of the great wizard Inoyatila, and the great wizard said to He Boqiang without raising his head: "Familiar of the gods, take a good rest. I will teach you how to make reproductive clothing tomorrow. I hope it will be for the sake of the gods and demons." Son, never be an enemy of the Handanal natives."

"This should be my promise to you!" He Boqiang said to the great wizard Inoyatila. His voice was a little hoarse and dry, and he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he still had trouble controlling his pronunciation.

"I heard from Bacarie that you can't speak the Imperial language, but your voice is fine. It can be seen that your inability to speak is not because you can't speak, but because of you!"

The Great Wizard Inoyatila said, pointing at He Boqiang's heart with his finger.

"There is a closed door in your heart. As long as you can push that door open, you will be able to regain your voice. This is up to you, no one can help you!"

The Great Wizard Ino Yatila said to He Boqiang.

He Boqiang nodded slightly, and said to the great wizard Inoyatila: "Then I will visit you tomorrow morning..."