The sounds coming from the human lair were very faint, mostly the occasional collision of metal and wood, or the sound of feet with hard nails scraping against rocks.
It raised its head resting on its front paws, its long ears twitching, listening to the soft call in the night wind. This is the frequency emitted by the fetter. No matter how many times it hears it, it will feel extremely happy, even if the distance becomes longer, It will also faithfully listen to the call.
It smelled the scent of slumber stirred by the heavy rain. It was fresh and delicious, and it became increasingly hungry.
The beams of light emitted from the human lair were swaying, causing its pupils to shrink and sometimes expand, but this could not affect its vision. Its eyes were like phosphorus fire. Thorns, soil, worms, rotten leaves, rats crawling over in fear... everything fell in front of Nose's eyes.
It turned its head and easily smelled the scent of another of its kind, the scent of blood on the dense mane. Ah, it was the scent of blood coming from the bodies of the plains humans it had just killed.
The binder told it and guided it that there were many, many delicious plains humans gathered in the stone lair. These plains humans were tender and delicious. If only one or two crossed the river, keeping them would be its delicious blood food. If it were a human with a hard shell, it would be more difficult to pick up the ball than the giant spider on the riverside. Not only would it be difficult to bite open, but it would also be easy to choke when eating. Except for powerful creatures like the great hyena, which even it must surrender to, no creature can deal with the hordes of plains humans.
Thinking of this, it couldn't help but think of the Binder. What a majestic, beautiful, and powerful creature she is! Bring fear, satisfaction, beauty.
The sound of the same kind of claws rubbing against each other came again, licking and bumping. It stood up, raised its ears, raised its tail, and howled loudly. It was a low, continuous but creepy howl. If it were a clear moonlit night, the humans on the plains would wake up and release smoke that disgusted them. The contamination would make them go crazy, and they would be bored to the point of chewing off the contamination on themselves. The smell of meat, or biting off the limbs of the same kind that has experienced this.
But now it is not worried. Not only did the Binder tell it and its tribe that the humans from the plains left their nests and went to the river, leaving only cubs and old waste in the nest, but the Binder summoned them. It's raining heavily! A rainy night where you can roam the plains at will and hunt down the humans on the plains at will!
"Ouch!" It howled loudly. The rainy night and the thunder covered the howl, but the frequency of the human-skinned wolf passed through the rain and fell into the gray darkness.
It was calling the people of the same kind around it. The people of the same kind who crossed the river and came to the plain arrived here according to the agreement with the binder, and then let out a low cry. A cry of this magnitude, even if heard by a human on the riverside, would cause a rain of fire. Not long ago, a small human team that insisted on breaking into the forest set off fire and rain because they heard the howls of the same kind. However, with the efforts of the binders, almost all of them became blood food.
The howling gradually ended, the lair was still dark, and humans were still clueless.
Ah, what a quiet, noisy and humid night it is? Such a rainy night first drove humans out of their nests, as if a feast was deliberately prepared for them! Giant spiders on the riverside, swamp-dwelling monsters, and even forest humans can all come to get a share of the pie!
The rain was so heavy that these weak plains humans did not dare to come out. They hid in the damp stone hill caves and huddled beside the fire. This was destined to be eaten by them!
Another one of the same kind emerged from the bushes and crouched next to it. His movements were so graceful that it once again reminded him of the Binder, the creature with phosphorus-fire pupils called Jieao that it willingly surrendered to. Even the forest humans, who are stronger than the plains humans, their eyes are not as shining as the phosphorus fire pupils of the binders.
The song of the Bonder came slowly, and the hair on the back of its neck stood up. Those of the same kind who heard the sound followed suit and made a squatting posture, and growled "Gurgling" in their throats. This was a hunting signal!
The same kind began to run, passing through the light beam, and no one made a cry, because the binder taught them that they must be quiet, very, very quiet when facing the plains humans with very, very dangerous teeth.
It spread its limbs, and its soft soles fell down and bounced back, flapping quickly on the wasteland, as if it was gliding, and the sound was especially slight. The moist water vapor blows the increasingly obvious human breath to the tip of the nose. He recognized the smell, familiarity, danger, death.
Also delicious.
It became even more excited and continued to rush towards the nest. It was the most powerful hunter in the group, and all its kind followed closely beside it. It skillfully avoided the swinging light beams and always kept itself hidden in the darkness. The Binder said that you must obey your nature, but do not obey your nature completely. So it chose its route carefully, leading a group of its kind that were only slightly weaker than it to arrive in front of the human lair first.
Like forest humans, plains humans like to use stone hills as nests, as if they can avoid hunters. In the face of truly powerful creatures, nests are the best places to eat blood!
The nest was right in front of him. The heavy rain had made the stone surface slippery and wet. He bared his fangs, jumped up to the rock, and clung to it in two or two strokes.
There was a pit in front of him, and inside the pillar was a plains human with long teeth. This weak creature looked out of the pit in confusion, but found nothing. Then the human shouted something in a strange language, and then two humans There was a few quarrels, the stronger one prevailed over the weaker one, and then the plain was restored.
It climbed to the top of the nest, and the beam of light was very close to it. If the binder hadn't told the light column that it was just a fragile moon created by humans, it would have had to gather its courage for a while before it dared to show its teeth to this "little sun". It resisted the urge to reach out with its claws and smash the human moon. But after all, its kind did not have the same courage as it did, and many of its kind cowered aside. It was not until it roared twice as a threat that they regained their high fighting spirit.
Through the gap, it saw the long teeth of the plains humans, which were dark and slender, the same color as the skin of today's humans. It doubts that humans and lizards are the same category, because many times, human skin is not only black, but also green and yellow.
It began to drill through the gap, and its kind used its teeth to bite the metal outside the gap, biting open it. They tried to work together to expand the hole, so that the weaker ones who would come later would not have an easier time entering the nest.
In! It entered the outer wall of the lair, and smelled the scent of blood that was so strong that it made the blood rush. It couldn't restrain it, and there was no need to restrain it. The phosphorus-like pupils burst out with real flames, and it drilled in together. The kind that humans call the "lookout port" glanced at it and slammed open the fragile door.
Suddenly, a black-skinned plains human appeared outside the door. The human was stunned. Before he could raise his teeth, he was slammed down by the human. The fangs tore open the human's soft throat, and it drank blood.
It tasted a mouthful of flesh and blood, and then realized that another human was approaching. It hid in the darkness, and when the next prey approached, it pounced out again and broke its neck!
There was a muffled sound that stopped suddenly, and the next second, there was a sudden loud noise, it was human teeth screaming!
They were discovered by humans!
quick! quick!
It stood on all fours and moved forward rapidly, the stone slabs rustling under its claws, and the noisy alarms rang in its ears, which was a torture to its keen hearing. Several others of the same kind followed closely behind, and together they climbed over the top of the nest, shattering the light beams and biting off the humans who manipulated the large teeth. Pass through the messy tunnels in the lair and rush towards the inside of the lair!
"Roar!" it howled and ordered several of its kind to open the lair door, while he was going to hunt the leader of the plains humans! This is a special honor given to it by the bonder!
Following the concave and convex slate surface, it climbed up the flagpole to the roof. The liquid spitted out by human teeth is everywhere, and some of it even flies past its body and mane. However, humans cannot see it. As the top hunter by the river and in the jungle, it has discoloration that is unmatched by even humans. skin.
He bit another human's neck, the fangs were covered in sticky blood and tasted sweet. It got into the tunnel in the nest, and the sloping and curved tunnel could not stop it.
It roared a few times, used the echo to determine its location, sniffed around a metal sign, raised one leg to urinate, and marked it for subsequent similar ones. It heard the noise and hid in the shadows for a moment. When a group of humans hurried past, it jumped out instantly.
Human teeth swept across its face, and before spitting out flames, it bit back, twisting and pulling until the wood broke. With a strange bitter taste in its mouth, it shook its head and swallowed the lonely human.
Passing through the complex tunnel, it gets closer to the core of the tunnel. Now, humans have woken up and started shouting one after another. The voices are getting louder and louder, but they are like the fearful barking of prey when they are dying. What does it feel like for humans to smell its breath? Just fear.
The excitement brought by the blood seized him, as feverish as the feeling of hunger. It rushed out of the tunnel, and the worn metal plates and small light beams left mottled shadows on its gray-black fur.
It smelled something, turned back suddenly, and sprinted quickly, causing a gust of fishy wind to come out of its legs. In front of him was a plains human running away like crazy. This human being is slightly different. His skin is not black, but a beautiful brown color, like a puppy with petals in its mouth in the forest.
It can be seen! It can be smelled! It rushes and culls! The smell of blood food causes its heart to pump more blood, its heartbeat speeds up, and saliva drips from the corner of its mouth. It faced the human's teeth, ignoring the small metal that caused a slight pain.
It flew down the human, dug its sharp claws into the human's skin, and then lifted it up. In just one move, the human's arm spurted blood and separated. It stepped on human feet and bit off half of the face. It finally got the promise of the fetter! A true plains human with fine skin and tender meat!
One human being was not enough to fill it, so it suppressed its hunting nature again and remembered the fetter's warning. It followed the human's scent all the way to the deepest part of the tunnel, crushing all kinds of strange creatures with its claws and fangs. Strange metals and stones, until the soles of your feet stepped on them and turned into pieces.
At this time, it knew that it had fulfilled its promise to the one who bound it, and the sweet bondage was released. It got out of the tunnel, released all its nature, and roared in terror at the burning human nest under the rainy night!
The thunder started, and hundreds of ghosts walked in the night!
