Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

"It was easier than I expected."

Although the python was large, it was not as strong as he had imagined.

The reason for this is that the python's defenses are too weak.

"This python is quite big to me."

"But compared to a truly massive Titanoboa, it's probably still just a child, right?"

Qingshan looked at it for a while, then pulled out the fire axe, shaking the bloodstains on the blade onto the ground.

Then he crouched down and scanned the python's body from head to tail, finally finding what he wanted in the middle of its abdomen.

"found it."

"Snake gallbladder."

He carefully cut open the snake's belly with a machete and removed a bright green gallbladder from among its internal organs.

The gallbladder was about the size of an adult's fist, with a smooth surface and a warm, bluish luster, like a polished piece of jade.

"Good stuff."

Aoyama's eyes lit up. He wrapped the snake gallbladder in clean leaves and carefully put it into his backpack.

"This stuff is more nutritious than any ginseng or deer antler!"

Then he stood up and his gaze lingered for a moment on the snake's head, which was larger than himself.

"I need to bring this with me."

He cut down several thick vines and twisted them into a rope, then cut down a piece of hardwood about two and a half meters long and threaded the snake's head through the lower jaw of the stick to one end of the stick.

The enormous snake head hung from the tip of the stick, dark red blood still dripping down, staining the ground along the way with a string of dark spots.

Aoyama hoisted the long stick with the snake heads on his shoulder and weighed it.

"It's alright, I don't feel anything."

He continued walking forward.

The pungent, bloody smell of the snake's head filled the air, thick and acrid, like a natural warning signal.

Less than two minutes later, he heard a fleeing sound coming from the bushes on his left.

Several creatures, about the size of wild boars, were running frantically in the opposite direction, without looking back.

Aoyama watched them disappear: "Tsk, this is more effective than mosquito repellent."

He continued to delve deeper.

After walking for about twenty more minutes, the terrain beneath his feet changed again.

The ground became flatter, and the vegetation consisted mainly of low shrubs, making the field of vision much wider than before.

The sunlight shone directly down from above, warm and pleasant, giving one the illusion of walking on a grassland.

But Aoyama did not let his guard down.

As his all-seeing ability swept across the area in front of him, he caught two moving silhouettes.

The two creatures were quite large, on all fours, with a shoulder height of over 1.5 meters, and their heads were lowered, as if they were gnawing on something.

"Ok?"

"Is it a dinosaur?"

A look of joy appeared on Qingshan's face. He slowed his pace and looked in that direction.

In the middle of an open area, two enormous beasts were lying on an animal carcass, gnawing on it.

They have a pair of thick horns on their heads, a wide mouth and snout, and teeth as sharp as saws.

Its body is covered with dark brown scales, and there is a row of spines running from its neck to its tail on its back. Its legs are thick and powerful, and its feet have three clawed toes.

Clearly, they noticed the uninvited guest, Qingshan.

Or rather, these two dinosaurs didn't take the green hills seriously.

"What kind of dinosaur is this?"

"It looks a bit like a carnivorous carnivore?"

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Aoyama raised an eyebrow and stopped in his tracks.

He held the long, snake-headed staff he was carrying on his shoulder upright beside him, his gaze sweeping over the two bull-dragons.

"It's slightly smaller than it appears in the movie, but its muscle definition is very clear, suggesting it's an animal that frequently hunts."

In the brief moment he spoke, the two bull dragons had already noticed his presence.

One of them raised its head, its nostrils flared a few times, clearly having smelled the pervasive stench of blood in the air.

"Roar roar roar—!!!"

The bull dragon let out a deep roar, as if it were conveying a message to its companions.

The other head also looked up, and two pairs of orange-yellow vertical pupils locked onto Qingshan at the same time.

They slowly stood up, their forelimbs short and their hind limbs thick, each step they took making a dull thud.

Their gazes swept over the green hills and landed on the treeline behind him, as if to confirm that there were no other threats nearby.

"Only one person?"

One of the bull dragons lowered its head, its horns pointing forward, assuming a charging stance.

The other end flanked to the side, clearly attempting to encircle the enemy.

Looking at their coordinated movements, Qingshan exclaimed in surprise, "They have tactical coordination? Not bad, much smarter than that stupid snake."

As he spoke, he gripped the handle of the fire axe with his right hand and drew the machete from his waist with his left. With both weapons in hand, his center of gravity shifted slightly.

He tossed the snake-headed staff aside; it was no longer of any use.

"Come on, let me see what abilities I can gain by eating you."

The bull dragon on the side moved first.

With a sudden burst of power from its hind legs, its massive body, like an out-of-control truck, charged toward the green hills at an astonishing speed!

Its short forelimbs are slightly raised as it runs, and its wide mouth opens to reveal a mouthful of serrated sharp teeth.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Qingshan stood still, staring directly at the charging bull dragon.

When Niu Long was less than three meters away from him, his jumping ability exploded, and he leaped diagonally upward like a cannonball, flipping half a circle in the air.

The bull dragon swept past his feet, its massive head slamming into empty air, the momentum propelling its body forward for another five or six meters before it came to a stop.

It stopped abruptly, turned its head, and a hint of confusion flashed in its orange-yellow vertical pupils.

"Where did the prey go?"

Qingshan landed about two meters behind it, his knees slightly bent as he landed to cushion the impact.

He turned around, twirling the fire axe halfway in his hand, the blade pointing towards Niu Long's back: "The speed is good, but the turning isn't very good."

Another bull dragon had already charged close.

"Hoohoho!!!"

It roared and suddenly opened its mouth, trying to bite his waist and abdomen.

Qingshan tapped the ground with his right foot and moved his body nimbly one and a half meters to the side.

The bull dragon's teeth missed their mark, and when its jaws snapped shut, it made a crisp "crack" sound.

"Let's try it out first."

As Qingshan spoke, he swung his cleaver out with his left hand.

The blade sliced ​​through the scales on the bull dragon's neck, creating a wound about twenty centimeters long, from which dark red blood gushed out.

"Roar--!"

The bull-dragon, in pain, let out a deep roar and swung its body violently, its short forelimbs lashing towards the green mountain.

Although its forelimbs are short, they have sharp claws at the ends. If an ordinary person is hit, at least a large piece of flesh will be torn off.

Qingshan raised his right arm to block.

"Clang—!"

The bull dragon's claws struck his forearm, but the sound was like metal clashing.

The shell's reinforcing ability forms a hard shield on the skin's surface.

The claws rubbed against it, leaving a streak of white residue without even breaking the skin.

"Hmm, its claws are quite sharp."

Aoyama looked down at the white marks on his arm, a hint of sigh in his voice.

"If this were an ordinary person, wouldn't they be torn to shreds?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Niu Long's vertical pupils.

It doesn't understand.

Why is the hide of this seemingly small prey so tough?

"Roar!!"

At the same time, its companions charged up from behind again.

This time, the two bull dragons attacked simultaneously, forming a pincer movement from the front and the back.

Although their coordination was crude, their instinct-driven tactical coordination still carried a deadly lethality.

Aoyama tucked the machete back into his waistband and gripped the handle of the fire axe with both hands.

His gaze darted rapidly between the bull-dragon in front of him and the one behind him.

The all-seeing ability allows you to see the movements of both bull dragons clearly, with every muscle twitch and every inch of scale undulating.

"almost."

Aoyama once again took the initiative to approach.

Its steps were light and swift, giving the two bull dragons almost no time to adjust their posture.

He charged to the side of one of the bull dragons, raised the fire axe high, and then brought it down with all his weight and power.

"Snap—!"

The axe blade cut into the large blood vessel on the side of the bull's neck, causing the scales to burst and the muscles to tear, with blood gushing out like a dark red fountain.

"Ho ho ho ho..."

Niu Long's body stiffened abruptly, then began to convulse violently.

Its forelimbs thrashed wildly in the air, its massive body swaying before finally crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and fallen leaves.

The other bull dragon watched its companion fall to the ground, and fear finally surfaced in its orange-yellow vertical pupils.

"Roar!!"

It took a step back, let out a short roar, and turned its body slightly, as if searching for an escape route.

"Want to run?"

Qingshan turned his head and his gaze fell on the bull dragon.

Aoyama's jumping ability, combined with the strong thigh muscles bestowed by a strongman, makes his short-distance explosive speed astonishing!

He caught up with Niu Long in three steps, and the fire axe slashed down from behind, precisely striking Niu Long's left hind leg joint.

"Crack!"

The axe blade severed the hind leg.

The bull dragon let out a terrible roar, lost its balance, and rolled forward, leaving a long ditch in the ground.

Qingshan, carrying an axe, walked to its head.