The eastern sky lit up, heralding the end of the night.

At this moment, the forest where Simon is located is extremely bloody, and there are more than 20 corpses piled up at the original location of the demon bird corpse.

Most of them are monster corpses, which is Simon's harvest last night.

Simon is quite satisfied.

"It's getting bright, should we go back?" Simon looked at the falling sunlight and hesitated, maintaining a ghost all night is also very mentally draining.

"The monsters will be more active during the day. Such a strong smell of blood should welcome a lot of monsters, should you wait?"

Simon hesitated for a moment, but decided to wait another half a day.

Another hour later, he waited for a big guy whose soul strength was no worse than that of a magic bird.

After it got close, Simon saw its soul clearly, which was a devil bear.

It staggered out of the forest, like a meat tank. It stood upright and reached a height of four meters. It was terrifyingly strong.

The demon bear was attracted by the pile of corpses, ran over, rushed directly to the corpse of the demon bird, sniffed at the corpse of the demon bird, and after feeling it was all right, he sat on the ground and started eating, the bear claws inserted into the demon bird. The internal organs were taken out from the corpse and swallowed, as if starving.

When Simon was about to start, a new situation appeared.

He saw that another powerful soul group was quickly approaching here.

Another one?

Exactly, let them kill each other, and then I come to the fisherman to benefit.

Simon made up his mind.

It seems that it is not a monster that is coming, its soul is twisted and abnormal, like some kind of mutant monster.

The Demon Bear also sensed the arrival of this monster, got up from the ground, and let out a low roar.

The monster appeared, in humanoid form, its body was severely decomposed, black and yellow pus was flowing, and it exuded bursts of foul odor.

Wearing a set of broken armor, this armor is almost fused with flesh and blood.

Its hands are very strange, not hands or claws, but more like two long knives.

There is still metal on it, and it seems that the strange fusion of the hands and the knight's sword made it like this.

This is a monster mutated from a human, most likely a knight-level human.

The rotten monster roared, and the rotten eyes were full of tyrannical killing intent, and when he saw the devil bear, he shot directly.

His speed was very fast, and after rushing over, the two knife-like arms slashed at the demon bear.

The demon bear was angry, roared, raised the bear claws and called directly over, who would have thought that the monster turned sharply and escaped the bear claw, and the long knife arm stabbed into the body of the demon bear fiercely.

This monster seems to still retain the fighting instinct before his death.

The demon bear was in pain, and the bear's claws grabbed the monster and threw him away, hitting a big tree.

The demon bear rushed over violently, the monster quickly dodged, and with a bang, the big tree was easily knocked down by the demon bear.

The monster continued to shoot and hit the demon bear again. His speed exploded and attacked around the demon bear.

The devil bear violently shot and shattered all the surrounding trees, with terrifying power.

But the monster evaded the attack of the devil bear again and again by virtue of its speed.

The monster seized an opportunity, jumped onto the Demon Bear, and inserted both hands into the Demon Bear's neck.

The demon bear howled in pain, and the bear claw grabbed the monster and pulled him directly from his body. The long knife on his arm widened the wound further, and blood spurted out.

The devil bear endured the pain and smashed the monster directly on the ground. This time, he slammed it so hard that the monster's bones were broken several times.

The devil's claws slammed down and hit the monster's head, the whole head burst open like a watermelon, and the brain collapsed everywhere.

Simon took this opportunity to take away the twisted soul of the monster.

The Demon Bear was panting heavily, his hair was infected with blood, and drops of blood dripped down his hair.

The monster's two knives stabbed into its neck, which was very deadly. It was still alive because its vitality was tenacious.

The devil bear dragged his heavily wounded body and walked towards the devil bird's corpse. At this time, he still wanted to eat.

It was bloodied one step at a time, and its body shook, it was really badly injured.

When he came to the body of the demon bird, he began to devour flesh and blood a little bit. Suddenly, a black shadow came, and the demon bear noticed it, but it was still slow to respond after being seriously injured.

The disintegrating sword was inserted into its head, and the devil bear widened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be full of unwillingness.

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

Simon took its soul without hesitation, and then came out of the hiding place, quickly came to the Demon Bear, and stared at the Demon Bear.

The shadow ghost turned the demon bear over, and then used the disintegrating sword to carefully cut open the belly of the demon bear, and in its belly lay a little bear cub that had almost grown.

Simon discovered the weak soul of the little bear cub after taking away the devil's soul.

"What should I do now?" Simon looked at the wriggling little bear cub with a look of embarrassment.

Killing it was too young to be of any use, and Simon couldn't bear it.

do not kill? What to do then, staying in its mother's belly is also a dead end.

"Killing you left me with a problem." Simon looked a little unhappy at the dead bear.

"Forget it, whether you can survive depends on your own luck~lightnovelpub.net~ Simon took out the cub, cut the umbilical cord, and prepared to take it back.

Although this little bear cub developed about the same, after all, it was not born normally. It was premature. The survival rate of this kind of cub is very low, so Simon said it depends on his own luck.

Cub Cub curled up in Simon's hands, trembling. The temperature is very low now. If you stay like this for a while, it will probably be freezing.

Simon injected a part of life magic into its body to maintain its vitality.

"You are its mother, you should make some contribution." Simon peeled off the bear skin of the devil bear to keep the cubs warm.

During this period, another beast came over, and the old cat took action to drive it away.

Then he heard the sound of gunfire, and Simon turned his head to look, and the direction was exactly in line with the camp.

Simon guessed that Donald saw that he had not returned overnight and was worried about his accident, so he came to look for Simon.

"Forget it, this time the harvest is quite big, so don't be too greedy."

He glanced at the beasts around him and pouted: "You are lucky."

Then he walked back with the little bear cub, and the roar of the beast immediately came from behind, they were fighting for the corpse.

I ran into Donald after a while, and Donald's face was very ugly: "Where are you going this night?"

"Lost." Simon laughed.

Donald has a black line on his face, lost? You are a liar.

"Bearskin? You killed a black bear?"

"Well, bad luck, walking and walking, I came across a foraging devil bear."

Where is your bad luck, it is clearly the bad luck of the devil bear.