Ita Era

Chapter 72 The Primitive Era (7)

Wang Meng punched the bird's head again, the pain bringing tears to his eyes. The punch could only stun the eagle, failing to break its defenses. His own right fist, on the other hand, was a bloody mess. Every punch he threw was with full force, each blow bringing him excruciating pain. The tears were merely a release of pain, not a sign of cowardice.

"Alright." Ding Shi slammed the stones he was holding with both hands down on the bird's head.

The sound of metal clashing echoed. Wang Meng pulled up the bird's head, revealing a dent beneath it. What kind of material was this? Wang Meng laid the bird's head flat and said, "Again."

Ding Shi shouted loudly, and the stone slammed down again. This time, the sound of metal striking metal was accompanied by the sound of the stone breaking. The stone in Ding Shi's hand cracked.

The two were stunned for a moment.
Ding Shi was filled with rage and malice: "Hold it down." He grabbed a long, needle-like stone with his right hand and stabbed it into Eagle Eye. With a soft thud, the stone pierced Eagle Eye, but it was stuck by the bone and could not go any further.

The pain jolted the dazed eagle awake, and it swept Ding Shi away with a wing. Wang Meng grabbed the eagle by the neck, roared, and used all his strength to swing the 170-kilogram eagle's body up and slam it heavily to the ground, making the mountain seem to tremble. He roared again, swung it up once more, and slammed it to the ground once more.

Amidst Wang Meng's roar, the eagle was tossed and thrashed about like a rag. After about ten repetitions, Wang Meng finally ran out of strength, his hand went limp, and he threw the eagle several meters away.

Wang Meng plopped down on the ground: "If it doesn't die, we will die."

But how did it die? Even a Force Stone couldn't break its head.

Blunt weapons won't work; only sharp blades will suffice. Throwing knives are too thin to apply force.

Ding Shi, having taken over, used his primal weapon, his Force Fang, to bite down on the eagle's neck and rub it hard with his teeth. The sharp fangs pierced the eagle's skin, and blood, with a fishy smell, spurted from the wound into Ding Shi's mouth, quickly filling it halfway. Ding Shi dared not and could not let go; once he did, it would be too difficult to break the skin again. He could only desperately bite down, gulping down the blood in his mouth.

The dizziness subsided, and the eagle, blind in one eye, struggled and tumbled. Ding Shi used contortionism to wrap his legs around the eagle's neck, and with his hands, he firmly imprisoned the eagle's head. The sudden increase of tens of kilograms of weight on its head was too much for the eagle to adjust to in a short time, making it difficult to take off. Unable to reach with its claws or touch its beak, it could only keep shaking and tumbling. But Ding Shi held on like glue, refusing to let go.

Ding Shi could no longer drink, and eagle blood continued to spurt from between his teeth. As he lost blood, the eagle gradually stopped struggling and eventually became a corpse.

Ding Shi released the eagle, staggered to his feet, let out a loud burp, and stared blankly, seemingly drunk. But he didn't forget to quietly place the two eagle feathers, the spoils of war, into his inventory.

Bloodthirsty Eagle Feather: Grade A material, feathers of the bloodthirsty eagle kept by Zeus of Olympus, which can be processed into a certain weapon.

Su Su, who had been slacking off the whole time, was speechless. The two formidable men in front of her completely overturned her understanding of the world; these were the real werewolves.

Half-blooded Ding Shi was in pain all over and said, "Let me check him out."

Wang Meng walked over and pinched, pounded, and tapped Ding Shi's body, saying, "The bones are fine, just a few dozen superficial injuries." Superficial injuries generally refer to skin wounds caused by impacts or other non-sharp-weapon injuries. For boxers like Wang Meng, such injuries are commonplace.

Ding Shi said, "Go cut out my liver, we'll use it as a container. Su Su, come help me." My whole body ached, it felt like I'd been run over by a car. Walking and jumping weren't a problem, it was just the pain.

Su Su could clearly see that Ding Shi had seven bruises on his face, a bump on his forehead, and a dark circle around his right eye. Because he was only wearing animal skin shorts, it was obvious that Ding Shi's body was covered in red, swollen, and bruised marks. With Su Su's help, they walked a dozen meters, and Ding Shi felt a change in his body. Previously, the primal force within his body was faint, like a small mountain stream flowing down a cliff. Now, besides the small stream becoming a small ditch, it felt like drinking a cup of hot cocoa outdoors in winter—completely refreshing, making him feel like he could now take on ten bloodthirsty eagles.

Ding Shi pointed at the eagle's corpse and kindly said to Su Su, "Go have a drink."

Su Su had no idea about the mysteries of Eagle Blood. She shook her head so hard it almost flew off, and asked, "Do you guys usually work this hard?"

Ding Shi was taken aback, then, remembering what Su Su had asked, he replied, "It's a desperate fight, something that doesn't happen often, but in this situation, only by risking your life can you survive." The Dragon Gang has grown from a small gang to be unique in City A, and almost all of their businesses require the use of force. Attacks from rivals are also commonplace.

When Wang Meng started out, he only had about thirty men, and Ding Shi was just an outlying subordinate. Ding Shi's rise to the position of second-in-command was inseparable from the large amount of intelligence and support his superiors provided him. Another important reason was that of the group that fought to establish the empire, only Ding Shi and Wang Meng remained.

After taking control of City A, the Dragon Gang reorganized its business operations and made some moral compromises, which in some ways benefited the city. For example, all female employees under its umbrella were required to be at least 18 years old and undergo a medical check-up every six months. While this was done for the sake of customer responsibility, it was still a positive development. Furthermore, measures included prohibiting those under sixteen from becoming thugs and establishing community social work organizations to assist the elderly and vulnerable.

Wang Meng cut off Xiao Pu's liver, and the earth began to shake. The 85-minute countdown suddenly accelerated. At the same time, a staircase collapsed from the cliff.

Wang Meng put the liver into his inventory and roared, "Let's go."

The three quickly went downstairs and then started their temple escape mode.

There are many forks in the road, each leading to the exit, but the routes vary in length. Some routes have Ita banknotes floating on them.

Ding jumped up and grabbed the banknote floating two and a half meters away. The system notification said: You have received 1 knife.

The earth shook, and three large black spheres descended from the sky, beginning their pursuit of the three. During this time, Zeus roared, "I am Zeus, the king of the Olympian gods! I command you to hand over the fire!"

Ding Shi shouted, "The spark is on that big, dumb guy, it's none of our business."

Wang Meng, who was fleeing on the adjacent road, wanted to slap Ding Shi away.

"You will be put to trial."

Bolts of lightning struck from the sky. Su Su, who was running ahead, was hit by one, tumbling several times and paralyzed for three seconds. The lightning itself was harmless. Three seconds later, Su Su continued running, nearly being struck by another bolt of lightning. She yelled, "Zeus, are you trying to bully me? You think I'm inhuman?" She couldn't die; she had to go whisper in her friends' ears about the ruthless person she had met today.

That's right, Su Su, who seems carefree, is actually a gossip enthusiast. She loves listening to gossip and also loves sharing it. After entering the world of Ita, this hobby was greatly restricted. In less than a day since the Primitive Society instance opened, she has already made several girlfriends, and she even plans to find time to talk to Yu Yuan and transfer from the reconnaissance team to the gathering team.

The gathering team consisted of 40 people, 80% of whom were women. While registering for the Xiaopu instance, Su Su was still chatting with her girlfriends in the cave.

(End of this chapter)