High Above

It was approaching evening, and the setting sun slowly sank into the rolling Baisen Mountains to the west. Half of the orange-red fireball was submerged in the darkness, and the other half ignited the sky, making the surrounding flowing clouds as golden and red as burning flames.

From the agate stone plain to the Ryan Territory, there are large tracts of arbor forests. The clustered tree crowns bear the afterglow of the sun, and are coated with dim gold yarn together with the distant mountains.

Smoke rises from distant villages, and gray smoke columns are swept high into the sky by the swirling wind.

There was silence in the forest.

Except for the permeating sounds of chewing.

Click... click...

A giant tiger about as tall as a person and five or six meters long was burying its head on the body of the camel beast. Next to it was an overturned and broken carriage. The coachman's broken body hung on the carriage that was smashed to pieces by the tiger's claws. His broken waist The white spine is exposed in the belly.

Its fur is deep black, with golden brown stripes all over its body. The smooth fur reflects the cold light of steel under the setting sun that passes through the branches.

There are layers of flesh and blood structures under its thick fur, and the bulging muscles on its thick forelimbs are extremely developed. You can tell at a glance that if a claw of this beast hits it hard, its bones will be crushed.

Just like the giant horned camel beast, the spine was forcibly collapsed and the body was unnaturally skewed.

But the most eye-catching thing about this creature is its sharp and razor-sharp claws that are intimidating at first glance. The slightly curved blade claw was pressed casually on the frame of the carriage nearby, and the solid wooden board was split like butter.

Sharp-clawed tiger. The well-deserved top of the ecological circle on Nanling land.

In front of it, even the Swamp Crocodile can only retreat. When the Nanling giant elephants were not extinct, only adult male giant elephants dared to challenge the majesty of this jungle king alone.

If it weren't for the predatory range of a sharp-clawed tiger reaching more than 100 square kilometers, most sharp-clawed tigers would live in the mountain jungles deep in the Baisen Mountains. Even the most unlucky hunters would be hard-pressed to encounter them. The threat index for humans will be higher.

But now, it rarely appears in the plain forests outside the mountains.

Click...

The giant tiger suddenly stopped chewing, turned his head slowly, and swallowed the delicious internal organs in his mouth. Its body bulged, and its indifferent golden eyes were locked on the figure that suddenly appeared, giving it a great sense of danger.

It was a humanoid figure wrapped in silver armor. Compared to Terra's full-body armor, which is thick and solid and can turn a person into a humanoid tank, the Alchemist Armor focuses more on the dexterity of the joints, so at first glance it looks more like a robe made of some kind of metal armor. There is only a solid armor on the chest.

The figure's face was wrapped in a helmet with a structure similar to a gas mask, and the black observation mouth flashed with cold blue light.

As if stung by that gaze, the giant tiger roared menacingly. The huge roar shook the fallen leaves around it and made the forest noisy.

If it is in a normal state, it will choose to escape.

The wisdom of Warcraft far exceeds ordinary people's imagination of beasts. The longer Warcraft lives, the closer its wisdom becomes to humans. The carnivores at the top of the food chain can even judge the strength of the enemy and ourselves by instinct - especially those that are absolutely impossible. defeated opponent.

The King of Beasts is just a title given to it by humans. For Warcraft, survival is the top priority countless times more important than dignity.

But now, the giant tiger, driven almost mad by pain and anger, chose to take the initiative as the figures continued to approach.

That moment was like black lightning, accompanied by a roar of wind, the sharp-clawed tiger raised its front right limb high and pounced. Three blade claws that were enough to cut through the armor tore through the air and pointed directly at the figure's head.

But the figure just raised its hand.

Sonorous! Dazzling sparks burst out, and light golden lattice patterns flowed on the surface of the figure's left hand armor. The wind pressure brought by the giant tiger's slap even blew away all the fallen leaves and dust around it, with enough force to scatter the carriage with one blow. On the sharp claws, not only did it not penetrate the armor, it did not even penetrate this layer of illusory source material. It could only create waves of translucent ripples above it.

The human figure even turned around, taking advantage of the moment when the tiger's strength was exhausted, he turned his arm and grabbed the blade claw heading towards his head.

Crunch... A scalp-numbing sound of metal scraping sounded, and the gauntlets with crystal lattice flow clenched the blade claws.

Then, break it off at the root.

This kind of pain is indescribable, no less painful than a human crushing his fingers bit by bit, or inserting a red-hot iron pick into the nail cap, or even more painful - the sharp-clawed tiger made an earth-shattering sound With a scream, the whole body trembled as if struck by lightning and rolled diagonally backward, hitting the tree hard, causing the tree to break.

But the figure also heard a feeling of relief from the scream. His blue eyes flashed and he looked at the root of the sharp claw he had broken off.

There, there was a layer of gray-black hyphae that penetrated deep into the flesh.

He understands.

Then he picked up a weird alchemical firearm from his waist.

With the input of source material, the figure aimed it at the tiger, which stood up tremblingly again. The other party's eyes were indifferent, it could even be said to be godless, and he once again roared at his enemy.

Gray-black hyphae spread around the tiger's eye sockets, but they couldn't be seen clearly because of the black and brown fur.

Its claws dug into the soil, crushing the branches and leaves. It exerted strength on its limbs again, opened its mouth full of fangs, and lunged forward.

collapse--

The pressurized high-energy water column shot out, penetrated the indifferent tiger's eyes, stirred its brain, and caused the monster's offensive momentum to fall back to the ground.

Even though the strong blood-brain barrier prevented the water flow from penetrating the fragile brain in the first place, the violent shock still destroyed the relatively fragile brain tissue structure, causing the giant tiger's self-consciousness to dissipate, and the attack turned into a slow attack. Tuntun took a leisurely walk.

However, the remaining body instincts still controlled the giant tiger to continue attacking the enemy... But this was meaningless. The figure who put away the water gun stepped forward, ignoring the giant tiger's weak attack, and pinched its neck with one hand. at.

The left arm exerted force, and the huge force directly crushed the thick spine and the surrounding cartilage tissue. The torn fur and muscle tissue were like a sponge filled with water being squeezed, and several blasts shot out. Column of blood.

The majestic body of the giant tiger that was still struggling instantly lost its strength, its limbs drooped, and the breath of life dissipated.

But it's a bit like relief.

[The blade claw of the sharp-clawed tiger (Nanling species)]

[First level·Mycelial ulceration·Normal·Inedible]

[The sharp-clawed tiger, which lives in the basin forest deep in the Baisen Mountains, has its bladed claws whose roots are ulcerated due to mycelium erosion. It is usually itchy and unbearable. The pain can only be controlled by scratching hard objects, which will cause the creature to become violent]

[After disinfection, it can be processed into a dagger or short knife as a normal sharp-clawed tiger claw]

[Contains source quality: 92.5261 base unit]

【……】

In addition, both eyes were also eroded by mycelium. Obviously, the eyesight that the sharp-clawed tiger was proud of was also destroyed. It was difficult to survive in the dangerous depths of the mountains. It competed with other sharp-clawed tigers and monsters for territory, so they had to come. Forage in the fringe areas surrounding the Onyx Plains.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ian shook his head slightly and sighed: "It seems that the order of killing the Flying Flame Land has to be moved forward. No wonder in the dream of the insect nest, the Nanling Province did not cooperate with the empire's center to counterattack Thorin three years later. The Grand Duchy... probably has no time to take care of him."

Shaking his head, he grabbed the fur of the tiger, which was bigger than an ox, and dragged it toward the distant village.

It was already dark, and the village chief and hunter of Golden Leaf Town were nervously waiting for the knight's return.

They wore leather armor, and the heroes behind them all held wooden spears and pitchforks. Some of the well-equipped ones also prepared a small shield for themselves.

Although everyone knows that all this is meaningless to real Warcraft, as long as they are slightly stronger than the people around them, it is enough to appease their uneasy hearts.

And when the unharmed Ian brought the sharp-clawed tiger's body to the wooden wall of the village, everyone held their breath and was stunned for a moment.

Then came cheers and tears.