Stray

Brooke walked slowly towards Ariel, each step feeling extra heavy. He gently lifted his friend's head, only to see Ariel's face pale and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Brooke's heart was frozen in frost.

Seeing the huge wound on Iriel's body, Bigg and Leo panicked instantly. The wound was heart-palpitating, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining Ariel's body and the ground around him.

Bigg's tears flowed uncontrollably, and his heart was like a thousand arrows piercing it, and the pain was incomparable. He and Ariel are close friends and have been through countless ups and downs together. He didn't want to lose Ariel like that, he needed to do whatever it took to heal her.

"Ariel, Ariel, Ariel......" Bigg kept calling his friend's name, his voice filled with panic and helplessness. He held Ariel's wound tightly, trying to stop the bleeding that way.

Leo's hands flashed with subtle lightning. His hand quickly roamed over the wound on Ariel's body, trying to stop the bleeding by scorching the wound with lightning. However, the wound was too big, and the thunder and lightning sent a burst of burnt flesh from the wound.

Leo was so anxious that he concentrated his mind and unleashed lightning in an attempt to seal the wound.

"Don't sleep, Ariel, you... Don't sleep...... Ariel ......

".

Knowing that time was pressing, Bigg and Leo collaborated with each other to try to stop the bleeding in various ways, while constantly calling Ariel's name, hoping that she would stay awake.

Their mood was extremely tense, and their hearts were full of anxiety and worry. However, they did not give up!

Brooke closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look further.

"I'll avenge you, Ariel. Brooke whispered, his voice full of determination and anger, he knew that in the Giant Screen Forest, Ariel would probably not survive this injury.

He spun around sharply, his gaze locked on the python. The python's scales shimmered coldly in the sunlight, and those cunning eyes were staring at Locke as if to provoke his courage. Locke clenched his tomahawk, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

The python suddenly attacked, and the speed was as fast as lightning. Locke was prepared, and quickly rolled to the side, dodging the python's bloody mouth. He swung his tomahawk and slashed at the python's head. However, the python's scales were extremely hard, and the tomahawk made a piercing sound when it collided with the scales.

The python twisted its body nimbly, dodging Locke's attack. Just as the python turned, Brooke leaped up with his hammer, as vigorous as a cheetah. He focused all his strength on the warhammer and slashed at the python's eyes, he knew it, the green poison forest. The eye is its weakest part. The python hissed in pain, and a hint of horror flashed in its eyes.

Brooke, armed with a hammer, swings with the force of a landslide. Each of his attacks accurately hit the python's vital point, making it impossible for the python to fight back. At the same time, Locke gripped the battle axe tightly, and with his keen intuition and extraordinary reflexes, he constantly shuttled around the python and launched deadly attacks.

However, the python quickly adjusted its posture and bit Locke despite opening its bloody mouth. The sharp teeth emitted a cold glow, and Locke quickly leaned down to dodge as he slashed his battle axe across the python's jaw. The python's jaw rubbed against the ground with a screeching sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Brooke attacked again, slamming his hammer into the python with a thunderous force. Although the scales of the python were extremely hard, it still seemed a little powerless under Brooke's onslaught. Subsequently, Locke took advantage of the opportunity of the giant python being restrained by Brooke, and quickly approached the giant python, and the battle axe drew a sharp arc.

The

python writhed wildly, trying to get out of the grip of the two. But Brooke and Locke worked together as one. Each of Brooke's heavy blows created an opportunity for Rock to attack, and each of Rock's attacks bought Brooke time to breathe.

In a swift attack, Brooke's hammer slammed into the python's head, temporarily rendering it incapacitated. Locke seized the opportunity in an instant, and the battle axe slashed through the python's eyes like a bolt of lightning. The python let out a terrible roar and curled up in pain

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battle heats up, and the python twists its body frantically in an attempt to entangle Locke. Its tail was like a huge whip, whipping violently on the ground, stirring up waves of earth. And Locke, with his excellent physical fitness and sharp reflexes, has saved the day again and again. His movements are lightning fast, sometimes dodging the python's attacks, sometimes launching counterattacks. Brooke and Rock tacitly cooperate with each other, switching offense and defense.

In a violent collision, Locke finally finds an opportunity to stab the tomahawk deep into the python's body. The python let out an earth-shattering roar, and its whole body trembled violently. Blood gushed from the wound, staining the ground around it. Locke gripped the tomahawk.

Brooke and Locke didn't give the python any respite, and they continued to attack. Brooke's hammer and Locke's tomahawk staggered through the air, each collision sparkling a spark. The python's body gradually stiffened under their unassailable attack, and finally collapsed to the ground.

Locke's eyes widened with rage, staring into the python's eyes. Those eyes had lost their former cunning and cruelty, replaced by a kind of despair and fear. Locke knew that this was the python's last struggle, and he didn't dare to let his guard down in the slightest. With all his strength, he lifted the tomahawk high in the air, and then slammed into the python's head.

With a crisp sound, the python's head was split open by a battle axe, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Its body instantly stiffened, its head no longer moved, only its huge body was still writhing, its vitality was extremely tenacious, but it was only waiting for death. Locke gasped, his whole body was steaming, it was the heat generated by the high-intensity muscle activity, he knelt on the ground, and his whole body was weak.

The aftermath of the battle subsided, and the entire field was in tatters, as if it had been subjected to a storm. The bushes were crushed to the ground, their branches and foliage disheveled, as if to tell of the thrilling battle that had just begun. The smell of blood filled the air, and the surrounding scene was a mess, with traces of battle everywhere.

On this battlefield, Ariel is the only victim. At the beginning of the battle, Bigg and Wren decisively moved him to safety. Now, she was lying in the distance, the blood oozing from the wound staining the grass beneath her again, her face pale and her breath could not be smelled.

"Ahhhh......h The voice was full of pain, anger and helplessness, as if it was about to pour out all the grief.

Not far away, a mechanically shaped cat quietly observed the scene in front of him. There was a hint of surprise and bewilderment in its gaze, and its ears twitched slightly, as if to capture the tension that permeated the air. Watching them sink in sadness and heaviness, there is an invisible sense of depression in the air!