Little Genius Helmet and Primitive Hunting Ritual

Very quickly.

The howls became one.

It was as if an abrupt and lonely note had evolved into a harmonious and complete symphony!

The strong smell of blood spread in the air.

Even though there was a distance between them.

From time to time, broken limbs could be seen being casually thrown up from the darkness and then falling down.

"This fellow is indeed holding back his anger…"

Matthew thought as he looked at Lumiere's silhouette in the darkness.

Lumiere's figure was as fast as lightning, and his strength was like that of a dragon.

Although he only had one hand left, it was more than enough to deal with these ordinary wild beasts.

Not long after.

The encirclement of Matthew and his group was broken.

Almost all the wild beasts swarmed towards Lumiere like a tide.

The hunter's short whistle came from the darkness.

There was also Lumiere's excited gritting of teeth.

"Will he be fine alone?"