The stag's sensitive ears had already heard the sound of the bow, yet everything was already too late.
When it reacted, the arrow had already pierced into its shoulder, missing most of it!
However, although it was hit by the arrow, but did not immediately fall. Instead, it lifted its hooves and hurriedly leapt into the mist.
"I'm a damn good archer! Give me chase!!!" George flung his arm and shouted.
He knew it could not run far, although the arrow did not hit the vital, but the three-pronged head is extremely ferocious, and the arrow feathers shot extremely deep!
In addition, the arrow has a vicious hallucinogenic agent, so the deer can not run far.
These days George in the hunt, as long as you can shoot, the success rate will reach 100%, some doe can not even run a hundred meters, will be lying on the road.
However, this stag was very strong, so I was afraid that he might have to chase it out for several miles.
The wolves, like a chicken blood, hurriedly chased after them, but George turned back to the vineyard and fetched the hay cart.
On the way to follow the wolf pack's footprints again, George observed Jack's movement, and then shook his head helplessly.
Some days ago, he saw the red dot near Jack - that should be the closest distance between the two. And with Jack's current trajectory, Jack seems to have been following that giant.
But the situation seemed far more complicated than he had originally expected.
Putting the scroll down, George quickened his horse's pace.
The wolves had long since stopped, and as George approached, he heard a wolf howl. The movement of that cry was very familiar to him, it seemed that when he encountered the wild boars some days ago, these wolves also called like that.
But this time, those sounds were more urgent.
George raised his eyebrows, slowed down his horse's pace, and gradually approached there.
It seemed that something had happened over the stag carcass during the half hour he was dawdling.
Gradually, the voices became clearer and more garbled. And became vicious. And he also saw the big guy that the wolves were surrounding.
It was actually a brown bear! After the wolves surrounded it, it gnawed on the deer on the ground regardless, and when some wolves came up to tease it, it took a few steps after them, forcing those wolves back, and then ate leisurely again.
This bear is even bigger than the stag, and three times bigger than George's thin horse! It weighs more than eight hundred kilograms, and if it stands up, it's enough to bite off the rider's head!
Looking at that behemoth in the mist, George's heart jumped violently.
'Holy light ah... Aww shucks - O God of Asylum! I've never seen such a big thing! How could it be so unlucky? Could it have been attracted by the smell of blood?"
This thing can't be killed by hammering, and the consequences he caused after hammering the boar two days ago are still fresh in his mind!
But the poison arrow is just able to have an effect on these large creatures.
Since the start of the hunt, George has learned how bullish that paralyzing +3 poison is. Basically, the body mass less than this number, an arrow shot over, can be put down in a few minutes! And greater than this number, shoot a few more arrows, will be almost!
He quietly knotted the ropes of the hay wagon and opened his bow once again. But this time the arrow was dark green now.
This arrow, after having been tainted with paralyzing medicine, also touched with a beetle's juice. It contains a deadly neurotoxin. However, in the archives, it is mentioned that certain wild people in the north, are using this poison to hunt large creatures, including surprisingly, four-tusked mammoth.
It was originally intended to be used against giants, so it had not been used in hunting before. But since meeting the boar, George is specially brought three, in case you meet the mountain tiger or bear.
In two days, the effect of the poison will be reduced, but today is just the right time to use it.
He saw the gap when the bear fought with the wolf, pulled up the bow, and shot an arrow, hitting the bear's belly and missing half of it!
But the bear had thick skin and thick flesh, and although the arrow made it roar in pain, it seemed to have no effect, but became even more furious.
The stormy brown bear failed to immediately discover the despicable hunter and vented its anger on the wolf, slapping a wolf directly into the tree.
The unlucky wolf gave an 'eww' and slid to the ground without moving. However, after the bear focused its attention on other wolves, the 'corpse' shook off its body, quietly got up and took a bite out of its ass.
This scene is so déjà vu, when Alexander was under the siege of this group of cunning beasts, nearly fell on his heels.
But obviously, with these wolves alone, they would obviously suffer heavy losses. The poisoned arrow just now did not seem to be enough to achieve an immediate effect.
George circled around and shot another arrow, this one hitting the bear's hind leg.
The bear seemed to have been watching the depths of the mists, and when that arrow came through, it finally guessed the direction of the hunter. It ran towards this side with precision. That imposing look made George's legs and belly start twitching slightly.
But he did not immediately shoot his horse, but clenched his teeth, aimed at the bear's eyes, and shot the last arrow on the bowstring!
The arrow went with a whistle and precisely... It landed on the bear's shoulder.
Although the shot was skewed, but it was inserted half a foot deep, so painful that the bear nearly fell halfway down the road.
At this time, George just waved his whip without looking back, a smoke darted away.
The brown bear was completely enraged, it was like a madman, to kill the hunter, even the wolves chasing its medicine behind his butt did not care!
The thin horse time also felt the deadly threat, spreading his hooves in the mountains and forests to run rapidly, however, the bear seems to be not faster than the horse running a lot! It was about to catch up.
Fuck! What I shot is not a fake arrow, right?'
He really underestimated the brown bear, not to mention the bow in his hand, is a gun, these few shots out, if not hit the vitals, I'm afraid it will not be able to put over the bear.
Seeing that the heavy snort, has been about to ring behind the horse's buttocks, George's stigmata injected in the hammer, swinging the hammer, back is a fierce 'spill hammer'!
"Look at the old man's hammer of Thor!"
There was a muffled sound, the hammer from heaven, as if it had struck a heavy wooden bell, followed by silence.
Before George turned around with a happy face, he heard an amazing roar coming from not far behind the horse's buttocks!
The birds in the forest flew away in the fog, and two wolves were thrown into the air in the midst of the bear's fury.
Immediately afterwards, George heard the sound of a heavy and furious gallop from behind his horse!
He looked back and found that the huge beast, covered with blood, was staring at him with its eyes glowing red in death. And the speed of the gallop, faster than just now!
Such a scene, scared George on the horse screaming, both hate the horse is too thin, not fast enough, and hate the horse can not climb trees!
But the thin horse is much more spiritual, although it has been sweating, also know that they are in extreme danger, but is not any panic, but the breath evenly around the tree.
Although its speed is not fast, but in this complex mountain forest steady incomparable, several times over the roots of the tree, but not once lost hoof, and even a few times encountered that can be the master down the branch, are let it to go around!
But it is still too thin.
In the short time this skinny horse bought, George had unrolled the scroll. In a panic he inadvertently injected all the prayers on top of the 'Punish in the name of the holy'. Then in the midst of clarity, he turned back to the brown bear that had a big mouth and was about to pounce, and loudly recited the boss's mighty name!
([True Word Anthem lv2 (Part 2) 'Punish with the Holy Name' (476/1000): In the name of the God of Asylum, defend the weak and punish the enemy! (Power: Instantly unleashes 8*mana damage. Current level is lv2, inject up to 2 mana points)])
This finally worked, the brown bear whose feet were just standing up received this violent blow and stumbled and actually rolled to the ground. When its huge body, after hitting a tree, it was in the falling needles, half a day to get up. Then it seemed to have lost its strength and could not run any more.
Those wolves that came around also started to attack and tease it continuously, consuming its physical strength.
The resistance and patience of these wolves were amazing, and as long as they were not pressed to the ground by the bear, they would not be killed. And they were very cunning and dexterous, attacking only the rear body of the bear. As long as the brown bear was not paying attention, those wolves took another bite out of its vitals!
This made the giant bear hate and angry!
Those with paralysis began to reveal their effect. At this moment, the giant bear began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was no longer so fierce and agile, and after a few moves, it actually crouched on the ground, panting and protecting its buttocks, shrinking its ears while spinning around. It kept roaring towards those wolves.
However, this is already a bluff, it is already at the end of its strength.
George, who had already galloped to the distance, sensed the situation behind him. He directly stopped his horse's hoof and came over in a small circle. And that tired and constantly neighing thin horse, but also did not have any resistance to the master of this dangerous turn back - but rather some excitement!
"I'll kill you while you're sick!" George drew his bow and shot, and after a few arrows, he finally hit the nail on the head. The bear, too, finally fell to the ground and did not move.
George's heart was happy, and he wanted to go over with his horse. But he had always been suspicious, but he hesitantly stopped halfway and blew a whistle to call the wolves to his side.
Sure enough, after observing for a moment, the bear actually reared up...
It went crookedly into the mists.
"Keep up! Fuck, play this game with me!" George cursed and spurred his horse to follow the wolves.
Not too far away, he saw a bear lying by the river, motionless.
George observed for a while from a short distance and found that the wolf had torn at it for half a day, and even its intestines were about to be pulled out, but the bear was not moving at all, so he finally put down his heart this time.
"Don't eat it, stupid! This meat is not yet cooked, it will be poisonous!" With a horse whip, he drove away several wolves and threw down three more pheasants for them to chase each other. This time finally no more wolves were madly grabbing the bear's intestines.
'Although it is reasonable to say that when this toxin flows all over the body, it will not be that fatal. But this poison is a bit fierce, so if the raw meat is not cooked, I'm afraid there will still be problems if you eat too much of it.' After observing the two wolves that had chewed their intestines, there was no big problem. George settled down.
"Fuck, how can we move this? I didn't bring my heavenly servant, and there are still deer on the other side!"