Chapter 593 - Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Hunting Season (Middle) (1/2)

Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Hunting Season (Middle)

Mr. Liang was not scared of grappling up close with the “darkened” lion cub, in fact, he was hoping for such a melee, as it meant the creature couldn’t escape.

However, to his surprise, when the cub lunged towards him, it suddenly pulled up short and opened its jaw wide as if dislocated, spraying a huge cloud of black fog.

Mr. Liang jumped, he wasn’t sure what this black fog was, whether it could harm him, so he covered his face, trying to dodge as much as possible.

After spraying the black fog, the lion cub didn’t continue to attack. Instead, it turned and fled at a speed even faster than before.

Because of the eerie long howl earlier, various animals in the vicinity fled, including a pride of lions.

The direction in which the “darkened” cub was fleeing was where the lion pride was located. As it ran, its color and size changed. It quickly transformed into a slightly smaller lion than before it “darkened” and leaped into the lion pride, running off in some direction.

Xiang Kun chuckled. This lion cub’s response was not wrong, it was smart, cunning, and fast in reaction.

But the problem was, neither he nor Mr. Liang relied solely on ordinary human vision to lock onto and track a target.

This physical alteration, this attempt at “blending in with the environment,” was completely pointless in their eyes. The cub stood out like a star against the lions.

Mr. Liang quickly figured out that the black fog was merely used for obscuring and distraction, and held no harm. So he took off into the air and continued the chase.

Xiang Kun knew that under normal circumstances, even if he didn’t take action, it would only take Mr. Liang about six to eight more minutes to finish the fight.

However, spotting a lone tree a few hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He walked six or seven steps away from the Jeep and stopped. He extended his right hand with three small balls lying on the palm. These balls were not 0.5mm tungsten steel balls from the bag, each with a diameter of 8mm, relatively large for their kind.

In the next instant, the balls disappeared, and a fragrant crispy pig’s elbow appeared in Xiang Kun’s hand.

Xiang Kun adopted a baseball throwing stance and forcefully hurled it towards the location of the lion cub.

Xiang Kun’s action drew Mr. Liang’s attention in the sky. He didn’t notice when Xiang Kun suddenly had a pig’s trotter in his hand, but the act of hurling it was obviously directed at the mutated lion cub, which piqued his curiosity. Judging from the initial speed of the throw, although it wasn’t slow, it didn’t seem like it could cause any substantial harm.

Why use a pig’s trotter?

Thinking back to the illusions caused by the rabbit wood carving earlier, and the various rabbit meat elements seen in the dreamland, Mr. Liang guessed that this might be one of Xiang Kun’s quirks or bad tastes – he had a special fondness for using various ingredients to execute his abilities.

Suddenly, the slow-moving pig’s trotter underwent a bizarre transformation and disappeared in mid-air.

Mr. Liang vaguely heard some sounds of air breaking, then identified something flying at an extremely high speed, followed by a “poof!” sound, and a commotion in the lion pride. A lion was thrown into the air, tumbled and rolled, sliding a good distance away.

Mr. Liang homed in on one small lion whose lower half had almost disappeared, its flesh blasted apart, struggling on the ground.

He swiftly concluded that this small lion was the “blood-eating creature” he had been hunting. The splattered flesh, the body with visible organs, bones and muscles, demonstrated that this creature was not of normal animal construction. Its intestines were even quickly undulating, trying to “retrieve” the surrounding remnants and organs.

So, what just happened?

Was this damage caused by the pig’s trotter that disappeared halfway?

Mr. Liang, suspended in mid-air, felt somewhat bewildered and perplexed. What the hell was that, a pig’s trotter shell? But that elbow didn’t hit the “blood-eating creature” at all. How did it do damage?

Prior to encountering Xiang Kun, Mr. Liang always thought that his knowledge of “blood-eating” creatures was the most advanced among all creatures. At least he was quite content with the understanding of “high-dimensional factors” derived from his own observations and experiments, research of Academician Shen, and materials from other researchers of “blood-eating” creatures obtained through various channels.

He was also confident and even proud of the path of mutagenic evolution he had chosen. He believed that his concepts of “reconstructing the body with non-carbon compounds” and “biological components” were relatively advanced and represented the method most likely to resist the “ultimate predator’s” judgment of life and death.

However, after meeting Xiang Kun and joining his plan to fight the “ultimate predator,” Mr. Liang suddenly realized that he seemed to have become ignorant overnight.

For many of Xiang Kun’s abilities and methods, he didn’t just struggle to understand the underlying principles, often he couldn’t even make sense of what he was seeing.

Like the “pig’s trotter throw” just now, he could neither understand how Xiang Kun did it nor what he did. He couldn’t even figure out how the “blood-eating creature’s lion cub” got hit.

If the pig’s trotter was aimed at him, he didn’t think he could withstand it. Even if he could withstand it, he feared it would be in vain since he had no idea what the maximum power of the attack was.

Mr. Liang landed next to the lion cub that was left half-bodied. The lion pride that had just started to rally together after the previous shock scattered in fear again.

Mr. Liang remained in an invisible state. But his descent from the sky wasn’t deliberately controlled, so the noise of landing and the disturbances to the local airflow and smell triggered the animal’s instinctive danger warning – they dared not hesitate at the sight of the half-bodied lion cub.

Mr. Liang glanced at the lion cub but didn’t approach it immediately. Instead, he first squatted in front of a nearby “fresh” small pit, scratching at it, picking up a handful of dirt.

He sifted through the earth and unearthed a steel bead a few millimeters in diameter.

He searched a bit more and found two more.

Looking at the three steel beads in his hand, he suddenly understood what happened earlier. What really caused the damage, were these steel beads.

But what about the pig’s trotter? Where did it go?

Could it be that the pig’s trotter acted as a projectile device and shell structure for a missile, and these three steel beads were the warhead?