He Comes From the Void

The rainy season in the southern jungles lasts for a long time, and the life in the woods will explode during this time.

And the summer hunting of the carnivore tribe also started.

These vastaya hunters go on safari into the forest every season, looking for targets that will bring glory and show off their power with trophies.

Following the roar of the tribal chief Pangjafu, these strong lion-headed hunters rushed into the wet jungle one after another, searching for powerful beasts to bring back as trophies.

For the sclerodon, this was just an ordinary hunt. But for other creatures in the rainforest, it could well mean a battle royale.

The prelude to the hunt has begun.

A pack of cougars is on the run in the jungle, and they are hunted down by a small group of sclerodon hunters.

Ordinary wild beasts have absolutely no chance of winning in the face of these strong and experienced hunters and can only flee.

Loud and loud roars from all directions drove the cougars somewhere, and the leading lioness knew in her heart that the group of hunters was about to drive them to their destination and catch them all in one go.

It cannot get them what they want, they must fight back!

A gust of magical wind passed by, wrapping the lioness in fierce and wild magic, and she turned into a woman, with a strong luster on her bronze-colored skin, and she was only wrapped in a short animal skin tube top skirt and leather boots. His long black hair was tied in a ponytail, and his emerald eyes sparkled with a sharp light.

It was the hunter's eyes.

The huntress clenched the spear in her hand. This spear was the trophy she got when she killed the carnivorous hunter for the first time. It was not the first time she had dealt with these brutal hunters.

Seeing the leader turned into a human, the rest of the cougars did not show any surprises. They have gotten used to the change in the leader and recognized her as the leader of the family.

Under the command of the huntress, they climbed the tall trees, hid in the dense foliage, and lurked to fight back.

A carnivorous beast broke into their line of sight, and his keen instinct as a hunter made him stop immediately.

The scent of prey grew heavier and lingered in the woods for a long time.

Instead of running away, they hid.

"Have you started playing peek-a-boo?"

The sarcodon hunter carefully pushed aside the lush branches and leaves, looking for the prey with a pair of vertical pupils, and soon found a pair of green cat's eyes hidden in the green leaves.

He quietly took out the noose from his waist and put it behind his back, his body tensed, ready to throw it.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air beside him.

A spear with bound tusks came from the grass and pierced his left arm, but the strong hunter was not knocked down by the shock of pain.

He turned his head to look into the darkness, a gust of magical wind swirled by, and the form of the woman who attacked him changed—the nails hardened into sharp spikes, soft yellow hair grew on the skin, and the bones gathered into slender shape.

She swooped down in the form of a lithe cougar.

There is a reason why the Sarcodon can become hunters above all jungle beasts. A lifetime of hunting experience has allowed them to develop strong on-the-spot adaptability.

Facing the sprinting and culling of the puma, he was injured and did not panic, but threw the noose on his right hand that had not been thrown out to the prey.

The swooping cougar tried its best to turn around in the air, but was unable to make a large movement after all, and was entangled in its hind legs and fell in front of the carnivorous beast.

The Sclerodon pulled out the spear from its arm and aimed at the struggling lioness at its feet. She was entangled in her hind feet by the noose and could not escape.

"Are you the woman who betrayed vastaya and protected wild beasts from attacking their own kind?"

The Fleshtooth Hunter sneered, and thunder rolled deep in his throat.

He didn't directly put down the spear. They had heard about such a female wildling from the fleeing family, and they were also full of interest. The prey that could switch between the beast and the human form at will must be very special.

Like a cat that catches a mouse but is in no rush to kill it.

Sclerodons go after strong prey, but they will also play around with prey that is weak enough to be interesting enough to kill.

The lioness let out a growl, which was quickly drowned out by the louder growl of the Sclerodon.

"Change back for me! Show your worth as a trophy! I don't want a worthless cougar head taking up space on my cupboard!"

She became quiet and seemed to be stupefied, but he saw vivid anger in her eyes, which further confirmed his guess that this was definitely that woman.

Neither pure humans nor cougars can be shown as trophies. They are too weak for this group of hunters. What he wants is special enough trophies.

He wanted to kill the beast at the moment it transformed into a human form, take out her deformed skull in between, and make it into a trophy.

But the puma was slow to respond, and the hunter lowered his spear, trying to teach her a lesson.

At this moment, a cougar jumped out from the side, scratched his eyes unexpectedly, and left several bloodstains on the hunter's face with its sharp claws.

The Sarcodon dropped its spear, subconsciously covered its eyes, and then the leaves made a rustling sound, which was the sound of a feline stepping on a branch and jumping down.

Amidst the low growls and hisses one after another, he felt many sharp claws or fangs scratching his fur one after another, biting into his muscles, and he let out a painful roar.

It is extremely rare for so many adult cougars to attack one target at the same time. They are not social animals, and there is only a situation where only mothers and cubs are in groups at the same time.

But it just so happens that both these lions and the shapeshifting huntresses were raised by the same lioness, who had been killed by the sclerodon hunters.

A cat of the Sarcodon shook off the lions on its body, then waved its claws vigorously to force them back.

But then he realized something was wrong—he actually returned the weapon to the hunter!

When he looked down at his feet, it was already too late.

The cougar at his feet had already changed into a human form and untied the noose on his feet, holding the spear stained with his blood tightly in his hand, roaring and piercing the spear point into his chest.

"you……"

Looking at the sharp green eyes of the huntress, he couldn't finish his last words in the end, and his huge figure nearly three meters tall fell backwards.

The huntress pulled out the long hair from the carnivorous beast hunter's chest, looked at the huge lion head, and articulated a sentence:

"My name is Nidalee. I was abandoned by my own kind at birth. I was raised by a cougar. Between my family and my kind, I have made my choice."

Not far away, there were several roars of carnivorous beasts one after another. They were attracted by the previous roars of their dead brethren, and they were shrinking the encirclement group to surround the cougar family.

There was no longer a place to stay, and Nidalee drew her spear and hurried away from the corpse.

Around her, the group of lions watching coldly also moved one after another, following her into the dense forest.