Chapter Fifty-Three Silver Horn

  Yes, it was in seeking death that he found recognition, and thus the subsequent battle was like a juggling act.

  This saber-toothed tiger was obviously deeply poisoned, although it temporarily had the power to move, its physical condition was getting worse and worse. Others may not be clear, but as an intelligent species itself, it was clearly aware of this in its heart.

  Perhaps, from the start, its purpose in finding this group of apes was to die in battle. Perhaps, from the start, it just wanted to quietly pass away, quietly step into its own death. But the appearance of these apes disrupted it, making it see another way of dying.

  The emergence of Chen Xu, however, gave Bawang Jianzhihu a choice. No matter what time it was, dying without doing anything or being killed by a group of small fries was not something that any intelligent creature wanted to see. In comparison, dying at the hands of one's own acknowledged strong enemy was much more acceptable.

  Chen Xu can fully understand this kind of thing.

  Because in his previous world, there were many elderly people who, when they could no longer move due to old age, would rather jump off a cliff or plunge into the vast ocean than stay in a hospital, lying idly on their bed, waiting for death to take their souls.

  This is a struggle of I am not destined to be free, it's a choice of fate for a being with wisdom, although it seems a bit crazy, but it's deeply buried in everyone's heart.

  They would rather die than be treated like trash, shrinking away in a corner and slowly losing their breath.

  At this moment, the sword-toothed tiger is in such a situation. Although it seems that every move is a killing move, there is only one change, and the other side is randomly swinging its foot.

  If this was the true strength of the Sword Toothed Tiger, then Chen Xu himself did not believe it, let alone the group of apemen who were stunned behind him.

  A camel that has starved to death is still bigger than a horse.

  Gradually, as time went on, the sword-toothed tiger's control over its strength became increasingly poor. By the end, the gust of wind generated by its moving paws almost blew Chen Xu's eyes wide open.

  Following that was his increasingly poor aim, and sometimes Chen Xu didn't even need to move, the Sword Toothed Tiger would miss on its own.

  When the saber-toothed tiger's pouncing speed gradually slowed down, Chen Xu's evasive action became much easier. In the end, the saber-toothed tiger lay flat on the ground, no longer having the majesty of the forest overlord, as if a giant golden house cat, quietly stopping its movement.

  Its stretched-out paws also spread out and were placed in front of its body, occasionally making slight tremors, as if foretelling the little time it had left.

  Its eyes, which had been as clear as crystal, gradually narrowed and eventually became completely covered by its eyelids. Its breathing grew heavier and began to make a wheezing sound, like an old man on his deathbed.

  At this time, Chen Xu understood that the battle had thoroughly ended. The tyrannical sword-toothed tiger had lost its last strength and could only wait for the arrival of death.

  For some reason, he suddenly had a feeling of rabbit dying and fox grieving at this time, as if even the mighty sword-toothed tiger had such moments, how could he, a small ape-man like him, be an exception?

  Looking up at the sky, gazing at the endless expanse of high altitude, Chen Xu couldn't help but recall a sentence from his previous life that he had seen somewhere, "My journey is the starry sea!"

  Perhaps only when gazing up at the universe do humans feel their own insignificance, and all the things of the human world, from the perspective of the starry cosmos, seem like a grain in the vast ocean.

  "Perhaps, that's where I should go, a mysterious starry sky, an eternal universe, rather than this small planet!"

  As Chen Xu was in a daze, he saw the tyrannical sword-toothed tiger gradually stop moving. The apemen from the dense forest behind him cautiously closed in, looking at this terrifying giant creature, and couldn't help but reveal an excited expression.

  Although Chen Xu understood and Jian Chi Hu also understood the truth of this war, it did not mean that these primitive intelligent apemen understood.

  They only believe in the facts they see with their own eyes. On that side is the great Fire God, who thoroughly defeated the Stone Tool King in a one-on-one decisive battle.

  The apemen of the Fire God tribe let out excited low roars one after another, and the super apeman was so excited that he couldn't stop laughing with his mouth wide open, as if it was more exciting than eating their usual delicious meat soup. Even the black rock apeman, who had originally looked at Chen Xiang with a terrified expression, now gazed at him with eyes filled with thick reverence and worship.

  In this era, the strong are always respected, and Chen Xu declared his strong identity to the Black Rock Ape through battle.

  Unable to help himself, the Black Rock Ape-man's mind was even more resolute in persuading his tribe's leader, this Fire God before him was truly too formidable, making it impossible for him to muster up any thoughts of being an enemy.

  He didn't mention the black ape man, who was staring blankly with his eyes rolling around, thinking wildly in his heart. He mentioned Chen Xu and hesitated for a moment before regaining his composure.

  After circling around the forest overlord who seemed to have fallen asleep, he only then truly realized just how severe the Sword Toothed Tiger's injuries were.

  There were more than 20 visible wounds on its body, and the muscles in key areas were torn into strips. The golden fur was almost completely covered with fresh blood.

  It's hard to imagine how it was able to move around with this kind of injury before.

  Apart from that, it seems that a dark bluish-black color is faintly visible in its bright red flesh, which should be the severe poison in its abdomen spreading throughout its body.

  After a moment of observation, Chen Xu let out a sigh and stood up. At this time, although he had the intention to lend a hand, he was also powerless to do so.

  After some thought, Chen Xu let out a loud shout and ordered his men to turn the Sword Toothed Tiger over. Since they couldn't save it, they might as well take a look at its abdominal wound.

  Chen Xu was extremely curious about what kind of thing could have such a strong toxicity, that just one scratch could take the life of this Stone Age overlord.

  After all, he still has to live in this jungle later, and who knows when he'll be poisoned instead, so he must make early preparations.

  With Chen Xuan's previous victory over Jian Chi Hu, and now that Jian Chi Hu was almost dead, the terrifying pressure had decreased to a minimum. The crowd of apes also shook off their fear and surrounded him.

  Following the orders of Huo Shen, everyone worked together in harmony. Those who were supposed to grab the legs grabbed the legs, and those who were supposed to lift the waist lifted the waist. With the efforts of twenty or so sturdy apes, they finally flipped over this majestic saber-toothed tiger.

  The saber-toothed tiger seemed to have exhausted all its energy, facing a group of crawling insects on its body, it couldn't even open its eyes, only its golden tail was slightly swaying, indicating that it was still alive.

  After a moment, the sword-toothed tiger that was originally lying down presented its four paws to the sky, completely exposing its snow-white and soft belly. The terrifying scar on its belly was also thoroughly exposed under the sunlight.

  He sent the surrounding apemen to keep watch in all directions, while Chen Xu retrieved the golden dagger and climbed onto the Sword Toothed Tiger's soft belly.

  A gentle sensation was transmitted, and Chen Xu secretly praised in his heart, having to admit that the abdomen of the sword-toothed tiger was as soft as a vacuum bed of later generations.

  Quickly shaking off the distracting thoughts, Chen Xu took a few steps to arrive at that terrifying wound. With his golden dagger, he carefully pried open the rolled-up and twisted skin around it, bringing his head close to take a look inside, strongly enduring the smell of blood that threatened to take his life.

  "Got it!"

  After checking for a moment, Chen Xu felt that the golden dagger in his hand had stopped, as if it had hit something hard. Suddenly, he was shocked and dropped the dagger, stretching out his big, fluffy hand to the wound, slowly probing inside.

  "What is this thing? It looks like a horn?"

  He inserted his forearm completely into the abdomen of the saber-toothed tiger, and in the endless flesh and blood, Chen Xuan's palm turned slightly, and he felt the thing that was blocking the golden dagger.

  He touched it lightly and found that the cross-section seemed to be round, and the deeper he touched, the smaller the cross-section became. He couldn't help but think of the long horns on a beast's head.

  With a tight grip, he grasped the root of the unknown long horn that was bigger than his palm. Chen Xu suddenly exerted force and instantly heard a "zila" sound. A stream of black blood spurted out from the wound on the sword-toothed tiger's mouth, splashing him in the face.

  At this time, his right hand also came out, and as a result, a terrifying long horn about two meters long appeared on his hand.

  The horn is silver in color all over, with a spiral pattern, and the tip is slightly forked. At the fork, there are some black stripes, and the thick base has some silver flesh, as if it was torn from some creature's body.

  That nauseating stench came from the slightly forked tip of the long horn, and as the black stripes on the tip gradually faded, the stench also disappeared.

  After a moment, the silver long horn restored its entire body to silver white, and the black veins at the tip also dissipated in the air. A gust of clear wind came out, and the foul smell disappeared without a trace.

  Wiping the black blood from his face, he took a closer look at the two-meter-long silver horn that was as straight as a pen. He felt the tenacity emanating from the silver horn and combined it with the rapid recovery of the black veins in the air earlier. Chen Xuan's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Could this be the fundamental reason for the death of the Tyrant King Sword Toothed Tiger?"

  "What kind of creature does this long silver horn belong to, it's almost as long as a small spear?"

  With a bit of effort, Chen Xu grasped the root that was wider than his palm, and after slightly manipulating it, he discovered that the several streaks of silver light flashed by, and the silver long horn actually cut through the air, emitting a whooshing sound.

  Its sharpness can be imagined, almost sharper than the Japanese sword that was famous in later generations. Don't forget, this horn is round and not specifically used for cutting.

  "Grandma's, what a powerful silver horn, it's just a bit too big, otherwise it would make a suitable weapon!"

  A flash of horror flickered in his eyes, and at this moment, Chen Xu also somewhat understood that this was clearly the long horn of another terrifying creature that could contend with the Tyrant Sword Toothed Tiger.

  Perhaps this battle began when he heard two different roars by the river, one of which was that of a saber-toothed tiger, and the other should be the beast with silver horns.

  As a result of the battle, this tyrannical saber-toothed tiger was severely injured and wandered alone in the jungle, waiting for its final moment.

  "Is there still something in this Stone Age that can counterattack against you? My god, if so, how can we humans survive?"

  He tossed the long horn to one side, putting the Super Ape aside for now. Chen Xu crouched beside the abdomen of the Tyrant Sword Toothed Tiger, watching as the terrifying creature's breathing grew weaker and weaker, speaking to himself in a tone that was almost like he was talking to an old friend.