Free Web NovelChapter 401: Chapter 294: Who Says Running Faster Than Others Increases the Chance of Survival?
These gray wolves had spotted some soft-skinned humans active in the area and thought they’d come to investigate. If the opportunity presented itself, they could hunt down one or two to fill their bellies.
When they arrived on the scene, however, they found a fence covered in sharp razor wire. The soft-skinned humans were all hiding behind it, and the wolves had absolutely no way to get past the fence to attack them.
But the gray wolves were unwilling to leave just like that. They lingered in front of the humans, drooling as they watched, stubbornly refusing to go.
Now things had completely backfired. The humans, who seemed to have no fighting ability, had attacked them right through the fence with Little Stones, leaving the wolves battered and bloodied.
Seeing the gray wolves getting battered and bloodied by the Little Stones and being forced to retreat, the middle-aged man yelled triumphantly, "Keep it up, everyone! These bastards can’t take much more!"
Hearing their boss’s encouragement, the construction workers grew even more enthusiastic.
They each gathered another large pile of Little Stones and hurled them with all their might through the fence at the retreating gray wolves.
"YELP, YELP, YELP..." Faced with the increasingly dense barrage, the gray wolves howled in pain.
The construction crew watched the gray wolves retreat farther and farther away. Just as they thought victory was at hand, an incredibly loud roar erupted from a dense patch of grass not far off.
"ROAR..."
At the sound of this incredibly loud roar, the bedraggled, retreating gray wolves all stopped in their tracks. At the same time, the construction crew members who were throwing Little Stones also froze.
"RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE..."
A rustling sound came from the dense grass, and then, an agile figure emerged from the thicket.
It was a gray leopard, two-point-two meters long and one-point-five meters tall, with a single green horn growing from its forehead.
As this majestic, one-horned gray leopard approached the pack of battered gray wolves, they all dropped to the ground and lowered their heads in submission.
The construction workers watched this unfold, their faces filled with shock.
As far as they knew, these were two different species. How could one possibly show submission to the other?
But soon, they found out why the gray wolves were displaying such submissive behavior.
The one-horned gray leopard glanced down at the injuries of its underlings, then turned its head toward the distant, weak humans hiding behind the razor wire fence. It let out a furious roar.
"ROAR..."
As it roared, a pale golden Spiritual Light materialized on the green horn on the gray leopard’s forehead.
"Mutant Beast!!! That one-horned gray leopard is a Mutant Beast..." The moment the crew members saw the pale golden Spiritual Light appear on its horn, the shock on their faces twisted into terror.
In hindsight, their reaction was rather slow. They should have guessed it was a Mutant Beast the moment they saw the horn on its forehead.
After all, what kind of ordinary beast has a horn growing from the middle of its forehead?
"Don’t just stand there gawking! Everyone, run!" The crew’s boss—the same middle-aged man who had been shouting so ferociously moments ago—screamed at his employees, who were already trembling in fear.
"Run!" Jolted by the warning, these ordinary people, who had never faced a ferocious Mutant Beast so up close, let out terrified screams and quickly chased after their boss, who had already taken off.
"AWOOO..."
Seeing the same arrogant humans who had pelted them now fleeing in terror from their leader, the gray wolves, battered and bruised by the Little Stones, let out a series of joyful howls.
"ROAR..." The one-horned gray leopard roared again at the fleeing construction crew, then it strode forward, charging toward the nearly two-meter-high razor wire fence.
"The Mutant Beast is coming for—" One of the fleeing workers glanced back. Seeing the terrifying one-horned gray leopard charging at them, he let out a horrified scream.
"Don’t be scared! The fence is two meters high. There’s no way that Mutant Beast can jump it..." another worker said, his voice trembling and lacking any real conviction.
His words had barely faded when the charging one-horned gray leopard Mutant Beast proved him brutally wrong.
Just a little over a meter before the razor wire fence, the charging one-horned gray leopard Mutant Beast dug in its hind legs and leaped, soaring right over the nearly two-meter-high barrier.
"AWOOO..."
Seeing their leader easily leap over the fence built by those detestable humans, the battered gray wolves immediately began to howl with excitement.
"ROAR..." After clearing the fence, the one-horned gray leopard Mutant Beast didn’t immediately chase after the fleeing construction workers. Instead, it calmly roared at its underlings.
It was as if it was telling its underlings, ’All of you, watch closely. I’m about to avenge you against these weak humans.’
