As the sun sets, in the desolate Gobi at this time, under a huge rock that has been successfully thinned due to weathering, under its huge shadow reflected by the setting sun.

A giant beast clad in light green armor was curling up, sleeping comfortably in a man-made pit in the shadows.

A loud snoring sound came out rhythmically with the movement of his belly.

On the hideous light green armor covering the giant beast, there are some hideous scars everywhere.

These scars, like medals of honor, hang on the body of the desert tyrant Bangira, showing his battle-hardened experience.

On the ground around ten meters away from Bangira, there are a large number of maned rock werewolves and rock dogs in the form of day or night.

In the eyes of every desert wolf here, when they looked at Bangira, they showed respectful and fanatical eyes. At this time, they were guarding Bangira like the stars holding the moon.

In another big pit next to the desert tyrant, Bangira, it has been filled with various rocks and various rock-type elf corpses.

But even this big pit is almost too full, under the instructions of a maned rock werewolf who is closest to Bangira.

Some of the mane rock werewolves who came back one after another continued to fill the rest of the pit with various kinds of prey in their mouths.

"咻~~" A burst of purring reached the highest point, and suddenly, "snap~", a hypnotic bubble on Bangira's nose burst, and Bangira also opened a pair of hazy eyes, and then quickly Turn over from the pit and do it.

Bangira raised her head and looked at the sky that was beginning to dim, opened her mouth, rubbed her sleepy eyes with her hands, and then let out a long yawn from her mouth.

After the long yawn ended, the next moment, Bangira's eyes regained clarity, and he looked around for a week with ferocious eyes, and the power of the heavenly king burst out from him instantly, and the majesty of the desert tyrant broke out in full force.

For a time, the entire Gobi suddenly rolled up into a sandstorm that came and went in a hurry, and at this time, all the mane rock werewolves also lowered their big tails, bowed their heads, and respectfully prostrate in the majesty of the desert tyrant Down.

Bangira glanced at the large pit that had been filled and overflowed a lot from the corner of his eyes, then turned his head and nodded to the mane rock werewolf leader (night form) who was looking at him with his tail down respectfully. , and take back his power.

Then, Bangira came out of the sleeping pit he had made, and then sat down on the sand next to the big pit full of food, and began to stretch out his strong hands and quickly put the food in the big pit. Put it in your mouth.

Although the reason is not clear, from the current relationship between Bangira and the mane rock werewolf leader, this Bangira seems to dominate the desert wolf pack and use them to collect food for himself.

In the same way, Bangira also provided the necessary backing support for this desert wolves accordingly, and a relatively mutually beneficial symbiotic relationship was formed between the two.

Of course, this relationship still has to be dominated by Bangira, and the entire desert wolves are the servants.

"Click, click, click~~" Under the rhythmic bite of Bangira, the food in the pit shrank at an astonishing speed.

Soon, Bangira had eaten all the food in the pit, but Bangira didn't seem to be full, and his belly was only slightly swollen.

Looking at the empty pit, Bangira touched her slightly swollen belly, then turned her head and looked at the maned rock werewolves crawling around him in dissatisfaction, with a greedy look in her eyes.

Under the greedy gaze of Bangira, this group of mane rock werewolves shuddered in unison, lowered their heads and dared not face Bangira, and shivered in place.

Fortunately, Bangira finally withdrew her dissatisfied gaze, then raised her head, looking at the moon that had appeared in the sky in a daze, as if she was waiting for something.

At this time, the setting sun is also about to fall on the horizon, and the dark night in the desert is about to fall.

At this point in time, the sound of running came from outside the Gobi. Although the sound was relatively small because it was far away from here, Bangira and the mane rock werewolves were also keenly aware of it.

For a time, the faces of Bangira and the mane rock werewolves showed cunning eyes, and then they began to hide in the Gobi at a very fast speed, patiently waiting for the prey to come to the door.

They know that when night falls, the real hunting has just begun, and this Gobi, which can provide a foothold at night, is a very perfect hunting ground.

You might also be able to eat some fresher food, such as those strange creatures that are quite tasty and juicy despite their small portions.

It's close, very close, the footsteps are very close, but what makes these lurking predators strange is that the rapid footsteps of ~lightnovelpub.net~ suddenly disappeared, and the prey that came to the door They actually did not enter the Gobi for a long time.

The desert tyrant Bangira's patience is far from being as good as that of the desert wolf. Seeing that the prey has not entered the Gobi, he also lost his little interest in playing with his prey and wanted to get out of the deep sand. Then grab the prey that comes to your door from the front.

In his food dictionary, boiled ducks can't escape his big mouth.

Just when Bangira was about to get out of the sand, the sound of footsteps that suddenly disappeared appeared again.

Although it felt a little strange, but seeing the prey coming to the door and continuing to perform according to the previous script, Bangira's little interest in playing with the prey came up again.

After all, it was his usual favorite entertainment, so he decided to wait a little longer.

For this simple and interesting game of cat and mouse, Bangira still quite liked it. When he thought of the despairing expression on the prey's face when he suddenly saw them, and then began to flee frantically, he immediately became excited.

"Hurry up, hurry up, my cute little mouse, hurry up and come here, hahaha~~" Bangira squinted her eyes in the sand and thought, unconsciously, she showed a vicious and smug smile.

After more than ten seconds, the prey finally came. Judging from the hurried footsteps, the number of prey was still quite large.

When all the prey had completely entered the Gobi, and then stopped, Bangira and a group of mane rock werewolves hidden under the sand also drilled out of the sand little by little.

For a time, the Gobi, which was completely plunged into darkness, lit up a lot of scarlet eyes.

To be continued......

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