It's time for the first round of soldiers to go on duty. Gao Yuan held an electromagnetic rifle and stood guard in his own patrol area, and other soldiers also started their own night patrols.
Wu Qi made no sound and found an opportunity to slip out of the camp. Gao Yuan stood at his patrol post and observed every move of the others for him. After confirming that no one was paying attention, he quietly made a signal leg gesture.
It took Wu Qi a second to pass through the buffer zone at the edge of the mining area and dive into the dense forest.
The two-hour countdown has begun. Gao Yuante silently prayed for Wu Qi's safety. Just when Gao Yuan relaxed, a tall figure silently emerged from Mo Li's tent, moved to the edge of the mining area like a ghost, and entered the dense forest one step behind Wu Qi.
The black shadow's legs and feet were wrapped in Liquid Chang's special aura, as if that person did not exist in the world, and his actions would not be hindered by the movement of light and airflow. A soldier caught a glimpse of his figure, and his vision suddenly became blurry for no reason. The soldier belatedly realized that when he had been in a daze just now, the black shadow had already quietly moved away.
The night sky is quiet, and the slightly cool mountain breeze blows from the slope to the valley bottom. Wu Qi flew across the shadowy forest path, speeding towards the end of the front mountain. There was no smell of living things in the air, and the more he climbed, the heavier the humidity became.
The top of the mountain is almost there. Wu Qi came to the junction of the front mountain and the back mountain again two minutes later. When he took a step, he hesitated for half a second and looked back at the road he had walked. You can't see the mining area from there, so you have to fly and jump into the canopy of the trees.
Wu Qi didn't know what was wrong with him. He was suddenly concerned about the direction of the mining area and whether Mo Li would suddenly search the camp nervously. Immediately, he put those one-in-a-million situations behind him and decisively turned around and entered the back mountain.
Wu Qi kept Hongtian's path in mind. At night, the wind and clouds change, the light, wind direction, and temperature all change. The forest in the back mountain also changes its appearance. In addition to deep blue, it is also densely black, as if there are ghosts lurking in the branches of every plant.
Wu Qi expanded the range of his perception network to the maximum, and then moved steadily and quickly towards the swamp in his memory.
The silver moon was moving rapidly in the shadow of the trees, sometimes obscured and sometimes revealed. Wu Qi was calculating the passage of time in his mind all the time, and at a certain moment he came to the "entrance" of the swamp.
The "net" of broken branches there was the one he had cut with a long knife at noon. Wu Qi looked up at the sky, flew a few steps and stepped on the branches more than 20 meters high, overlooking the swamp with no trace of water waves to the east.
The swamp was blue, and a full moon lay quietly on the water. When Wu Qi looked at the moon in the water, the moon in the water seemed to be looking at him.
The environment was eerily quiet, and Wu Qi lurked in the canopy, concentrating on strengthening the precision of his perception network. Five minutes passed, and no plague species came close.
Wu Qi then flew to the east and landed on the shore of a swamp pool. The mud on the shore is wet, and a shoe print will be left if you apply a little force. Wu Qi used the dim moonlight to explore the wet soil on the shore and found a pile of clearly visible footprints.
The footprints of a herbivore looked very much like a deer, but it was obvious that the owner of the footprints was very large, much larger than the black wind giant bear.
His goal is to scare the wolves, and the owners of those deer footprints are not his goal.
Wu Qi was half-crouching and was about to get up when his ears trembled faintly, as if he heard a very light movement.
Wu Qi lowered himself to the ground and listened. Sure enough, a series of disorderly footsteps sounded farther away from the end of the swamp. The owner of the footsteps was running wildly, and not just one.
"That running habit is very physical, it's a terrible wolf."
Wu Qi heard the direction from which the sound came and estimated the approximate distance. At that time, he heard the footsteps of another creature at the end of the dire wolf's footsteps. The weight of each step was at least as heavy as that of a giant creature weighing more than two tons.
To the east of Wu Qi's place, outside the liquid plain, a giant moose was running away with all its strength. Its long and muscular feet trampled the nameless green bushes to the east of its feet. A pair of small eyes looked ahead, sometimes fading to the ground. Look at the sides of your body.
Four dire wolves were chasing at the front. They stared with wolfish eyes, salivating in their mouths; eager for the moose chasing in front, they bit its throat and killed it to the ground, and then ate its meat raw.
There were four dire wolves behind the four dire wolves, and three dire wolves on each side of the moose kept a certain horizontal distance from it, running at the same pace. Unbeknownst to the moose, six dire wolves had already weaved the final blockade of the encirclement on the road ahead. They were prepared to wait until there was no more body left in the moose before slowing down in time, locking the exit of the pocket in place, waiting for the moose to hit, then pounce violently, and surround and kill the fat prey with other companions.
The moose was running wildly all the way. Its speed was faintly comparable to that of dire wolves, but it could not withstand the large number of dire wolves and their terrifying bodies. Moreover, its larger size had an advantage in complex terrain. When the moose was still very weak, thirty-six terrifying wolf eyes suddenly appeared in the dark forest in front of it.
The dire wolves dispersed from each other at a certain distance, forming a perfect surrounding network. The moose let out a desperate and angry roar. It lowered its head, aligned its two large palm-shaped antlers on the path forward, and charged brazenly!
After a while, the moose fell tragically in a pool of blood. Its throat was bitten to pieces, and there were countless bloody claw wounds on the surface of its strong limb muscles. Its eyes had lost their sparkle, and there was only the last gossamer-like breath in front of its nose.
Prey that has completely lost its ability to resist but is still alive is the most delicious. However, a group of dire wolves did not rush to eat the prey immediately, but formed a circle around the moose carcass.
High-pitched footsteps sounded near the dark forest, and the wolves turned their heads there, making way between the footsteps and the fallen moose.
A gleam of dark blue moonlight illuminated the body of the Dire Wolf King, who was twice the size. The Dire Wolf King's fur appeared as dark blue as the ocean in the east of the moonlight, and he was wearing fully armored gray spiked bone armor. It looked majestic as it stood with all four feet on the ground, and the silver steel claws at the top of its wolf feet reflected the bright moonlight. Hard rocks are like tofu objects that can be cut at will between the steel claws.
The Dire Wolf King raised his head slightly, his six wolf eyes flowing with a unique and dreamy blue. It headed towards Choyuan and was the first to enjoy the plump moose.
In the shadow of a tree trunk not far away, the red heart of the scope of an electromagnetic rifle was silently aimed at the forehead of the Dire Wolf King.