After running deep into the dense copse of trees, he cautiously glanced around, closely examining every nook and cranny. Finding no signs of life, Salvatore stopped, leaning against a Hickitany trees trunk to catch his breath, his heart racing faster than a bat out of hell, while he mentally manipulated his mini-map, switching to a top-down overview of his surroundings.
Now with all the places he had traveled to revealed, a much larger area could be clearly seen. Zooming out, he searched along the discovered trail he had ran, covering hundreds of feet with a single thought.
Instantly, he located the completely berserk Watermelon Wolf King, who was now running thru the forest like a blood-red shooting star. He apparently was so blinded by rage, that he was literally destroying everything in his path, but unfortunately due to the breakneck speed he was traveling, he was nearly upon him.
Now with only a few moments remaining until the Watermelon Wolf King arrived, Salvatore quickly began to run around in circles from tree to copse center to tree, spreading his scent everywhere in order to confuse the pursing Watermelon Wolf King.
Checking his mini-map, he quickly hid behind a rather large tree, discovery the Watermelon Wolf King was almost within eyesight. Just as he hid, he suddenly heard the systems sultry feminine voice as a flashing message appeared.
"DING!"
[System Notification: WARNING! The Watermelon Wolf King has appeared in a Berserk State!]
Silently reading the message he suddenly heard the furious Watermelon Wolf Kings thunderous arrival, as he angrily smashed through an entire tree in his berserk state, instantly reducing it to kindling as he obsessively followed the scent of Salvatore's sweat before suddenly stopping as it reached the center of the trees, discovering the scent was oddly evenly dispersed ubiquitously throughout the dense copse.
Despite its apparent berserk state (having bright crimson bloodshot eyes and a thick foam dripping from its massive fanged panting mouth) the Watermelon Wolf Kings still possessed a sliver of its sanity.
Realizing that it was impossible for the evil pale prey to flee without leaving its scent, the Watermelon Wolf King instinctively knew that it was still here, probably hiding somewhere nearby.
Tentatively sniffing the air, it suddenly turned, lashing out at a tree behind it, reducing it to splinters with a single slash before freezing as its sharp eyes darted around, quickly searching for the slightest sign of movement while its sharp pointed ears perked up, listening for the slightest sign of life. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com <a href="https://www.webnovel.com">www.webnovel.com</a> for visiting.
After a few moments, having failed to discover anything, the Watermelon Wolf King continued to sniff the air, before once again suddenly turning around towards another random tree. Reducing it to splinters with a single slash, he once again froze as he carefully examined the aftermath.
Remaining safely hidden behind the tree, Salvatore maintained a slow steady heart rate, calmly watching the Watermelon Wolf King searching for him from via the real-time streaming display of his mini-map.
As the Watermelon Wolf King continued to randomly destroyed trees around him, Salvatore patiently waiting for the purple pastes paralytic toxins to completely spread throughout the Watermelon Wolf Kings body.
After 10 long minutes filled with the sound of random trees exploding around him like fireworks, he suddenly heard a loud "THUMP" as he watched the Watermelon Wolf King suddenly crash to the ground having unexpectedly frozen in midair in a strange posture, with its right claw outstretched as though it was about to lash out towards its prey.
As the second slowly grew into minutes Salvatore patiently watched him closely knowing all too well the craftiness of wolves (especially cunning berserk wolf kings who were nearly feral) was not to be underestimated.
After half an hour had silently passed he slowly peaked around the tree, deciding to check with his own eyes the current state of the Watermelon Wolf King. With a keen eyed glance he verified that appearance wise the Watermelon Wolf King looked the very image of a paralyzed monster.
Still, cautious by nature, he retracting his head. Reaching into his [Spatial Storage] he retrieved a square of rabbit fur than wiped his body with it till it became rank with his sweat, than retrieving a tube of meat from his [Spatial Storage] he wrapped it with the square of fur, tying the far corners into a cross knot.
Making a few precise calculations of the distance, air density and weight, with a twist of his wrist he tossed the bundle behind him using a extraordinary throwing trick, causing the bundle to weave thru the air like a flying serpent, curving thru the air before finally twisting around several trees directly behind the paralyzed Watermelon Wolf King it fell with a gentle "thump" as it collided with the ground, bouncing for a few times, sounding exactly like a person's footsteps before abruptly stopping as it collided with the rear of the Watermelon Wolf King, feeling like the soft touch of a hand.
Instantly the supposedly paralyzed Watermelon Wolf King exploded into action, pouncing head first on the piece of meat wrapped in fur with its jaws opened wide like a massive steam shovel, encapsulating not only the entire bundle of fur covered meat, but the surrounding earth as well with a deafening "BOOM" followed by a distinct "CLINK" as its teeth snapped shut like a bear trap, followed by a finally "BOOM" as it once more collapsed heavily upon the ground.
It appeared his cautious nature had saved him again, like his grandpa had said "Never underestimate the cunning of an old fellow, especially a wolf, for they remain vengeful even in death!"
And indeed his precautionary measures had borne fruit, revealing that although the Watermelon Wolf King seemed to be paralyzed, it had in fact managed to muster up the remainder of its strength to make one final vengeful strike.
Unfortunately, it had never fought an individual who was not only more cunning than it, but was far more cautious. Now having expended the last of its remaining strength, the purple pastes toxins ran rampant throughout its body, making him completely paralyzed and utterly vulnerable.
After running deep into the dense copse of trees, he cautiously glanced around, closely examining every nook and cranny. Finding no signs of life, Salvatore stopped, leaning against a Hickitany trees trunk to catch his breath, his heart racing faster than a bat out of hell, while he mentally manipulated his mini-map, switching to a top-down overview of his surroundings.
Now with all the places he had traveled to revealed, a much larger area could be clearly seen. Zooming out, he searched along the discovered trail he had ran, covering hundreds of feet with a single thought.
Instantly, he located the completely berserk Watermelon Wolf King, who was now running thru the forest like a blood-red shooting star. He apparently was so blinded by rage, that he was literally destroying everything in his path, but unfortunately due to the breakneck speed he was traveling, he was nearly upon him.
Now with only a few moments remaining until the Watermelon Wolf King arrived, Salvatore quickly began to run around in circles from tree to copse center to tree, spreading his scent everywhere in order to confuse the pursing Watermelon Wolf King.
Checking his mini-map, he quickly hid behind a rather large tree, discovery the Watermelon Wolf King was almost within eyesight. Just as he hid, he suddenly heard the systems sultry feminine voice as a flashing message appeared.
"DING!"
[System Notification: WARNING! The Watermelon Wolf King has appeared in a Berserk State!]
Silently reading the message he suddenly heard the furious Watermelon Wolf Kings thunderous arrival, as he angrily smashed through an entire tree in his berserk state, instantly reducing it to kindling as he obsessively followed the scent of Salvatore's sweat before suddenly stopping as it reached the center of the trees, discovering the scent was oddly evenly dispersed ubiquitously throughout the dense copse.
Despite its apparent berserk state (having bright crimson bloodshot eyes and a thick foam dripping from its massive fanged panting mouth) the Watermelon Wolf Kings still possessed a sliver of its sanity.
Realizing that it was impossible for the evil pale prey to flee without leaving its scent, the Watermelon Wolf King instinctively knew that it was still here, probably hiding somewhere nearby.
Tentatively sniffing the air, it suddenly turned, lashing out at a tree behind it, reducing it to splinters with a single slash before freezing as its sharp eyes darted around, quickly searching for the slightest sign of movement while its sharp pointed ears perked up, listening for the slightest sign of life. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com <a href="https://www.webnovel.com">www.webnovel.com</a> for visiting.
After a few moments, having failed to discover anything, the Watermelon Wolf King continued to sniff the air, before once again suddenly turning around towards another random tree. Reducing it to splinters with a single slash, he once again froze as he carefully examined the aftermath.
Remaining safely hidden behind the tree, Salvatore maintained a slow steady heart rate, calmly watching the Watermelon Wolf King searching for him from via the real-time streaming display of his mini-map.
As the Watermelon Wolf King continued to randomly destroyed trees around him, Salvatore patiently waiting for the purple pastes paralytic toxins to completely spread throughout the Watermelon Wolf Kings body.
After 10 long minutes filled with the sound of random trees exploding around him like fireworks, he suddenly heard a loud "THUMP" as he watched the Watermelon Wolf King suddenly crash to the ground having unexpectedly frozen in midair in a strange posture, with its right claw outstretched as though it was about to lash out towards its prey.
As the second slowly grew into minutes Salvatore patiently watched him closely knowing all too well the craftiness of wolves (especially cunning berserk wolf kings who were nearly feral) was not to be underestimated.
After half an hour had silently passed he slowly peaked around the tree, deciding to check with his own eyes the current state of the Watermelon Wolf King. With a keen eyed glance he verified that appearance wise the Watermelon Wolf King looked the very image of a paralyzed monster.
Still, cautious by nature, he retracting his head. Reaching into his [Spatial Storage] he retrieved a square of rabbit fur than wiped his body with it till it became rank with his sweat, than retrieving a tube of meat from his [Spatial Storage] he wrapped it with the square of fur, tying the far corners into a cross knot.
Making a few precise calculations of the distance, air density and weight, with a twist of his wrist he tossed the bundle behind him using a extraordinary throwing trick, causing the bundle to weave thru the air like a flying serpent, curving thru the air before finally twisting around several trees directly behind the paralyzed Watermelon Wolf King it fell with a gentle "thump" as it collided with the ground, bouncing for a few times, sounding exactly like a person's footsteps before abruptly stopping as it collided with the rear of the Watermelon Wolf King, feeling like the soft touch of a hand.
Instantly the supposedly paralyzed Watermelon Wolf King exploded into action, pouncing head first on the piece of meat wrapped in fur with its jaws opened wide like a massive steam shovel, encapsulating not only the entire bundle of fur covered meat, but the surrounding earth as well with a deafening "BOOM" followed by a distinct "CLINK" as its teeth snapped shut like a bear trap, followed by a finally "BOOM" as it once more collapsed heavily upon the ground.
It appeared his cautious nature had saved him again, like his grandpa had said "Never underestimate the cunning of an old fellow, especially a wolf, for they remain vengeful even in death!"
And indeed his precautionary measures had borne fruit, revealing that although the Watermelon Wolf King seemed to be paralyzed, it had in fact managed to muster up the remainder of its strength to make one final vengeful strike.
Unfortunately, it had never fought an individual who was not only more cunning than it, but was far more cautious. Now having expended the last of its remaining strength, the purple pastes toxins ran rampant throughout its body, making him completely paralyzed and utterly vulnerable.
