HLnovel Chapter 147 A Severely Wounded Beast is More Terrifying Than an Ordinary Beast
Chapter 147 A Severely Wounded Beast is More Terrifying Than an Ordinary Beast
The Siberian tiger has golden fur with brown and black stripes, a robust body, and its fur is as shiny as silk. It truly is a golden robe with black stripes as beautiful as a painting, making any animal tremble with fear.
The giant claws opened their blood-red mouths and let out a low growl.
A tiger's roar echoed through the forest. A cawing owl took flight from the trees, startling the birds into flight.
All the forest rangers and hunters who heard the beast's roar instantly felt a chill run down their spines, their faces felt numb and cold, their bodies felt like they were being electrocuted, their hair stood on end, and their legs began to go weak.
People who have never heard a tiger roar before, and then hear it up close at night for the first time, can be so terrified by the low-frequency, intimidating power that they wet their pants.
Startled by the roar of the large paw, Red Wolf and Black Panther abandoned their leader and turned to run away.
As the two pack dogs ran away, Big Paw, already badly injured, was seething with anger and took it out on the fleeing hunting dogs.
The Siberian tiger's back was covered in stiff, golden-yellow bristles, which stood upright in a dense, bristly display. Blood was still seeping from the wound inflicted by a hunter's bullet; a bullet had pierced its right hind leg, causing excruciating pain in its large paw.
A severely wounded beast is more terrifying than an ordinary beast.
Enraged by the pain, the Siberian tiger disregarded its wounds and pounced on the fleeing red wolf and black panther, its sharp, heavy claws aimed at the red wolf's head and swung down hard.
How powerful could the Tiger King's slap be? A Siberian tiger weighing 500 pounds has a muscle mass of up to 80%, and being wild, it's incredibly ferocious. Its thick limbs, especially the muscles in its forelimbs and shoulders, are extremely strong. Such a slap landed solidly, directly smashing the red wolf's head apart.
Red Wolf didn't even let out a howl before his head exploded like a ball, blood and brains splattering everywhere. His limbs twitched stiffly a couple of times, without a groan, before he collapsed limply to the ground.
Just as the Siberian tiger smashed the red wolf, a sharp, piercing gaze shot over, shattering one's mind into pieces.
Its large, powerful claws allow it to move swiftly, easily breaking through solid frozen ground, tearing apart the skin of its prey, and smashing its head.
Seeing the red wolf fall before him, the black panther was both shocked and enraged, a surge of ferocity rising within him. The black panther was adept at tearing at wild boar ears, then pressing its entire body down to pin the boar down and kill it. Now, for the first time, the black panther encountered the tiger king and resorted to the same method used against wild boars.
The dog tucked its tail between its legs, its anger fueled by fear, and circled around the bushes, attempting to pounce on the Siberian tiger's left ear from behind.
The Siberian tiger paid no heed to the dog's pleas; before absolute power, any cleverness was a joke. The black panther tried to flank, burying its body in the bushes to minimize its presence. But it forgot that no matter how low it crouched, the Siberian tiger's shoulders were still there.
The Siberian tiger, perched high above, looked down at the cowering black leopard, its king-shaped stripes on its head appearing even more ferocious against the blood. The tiger king hid behind the bushes, using dead branches to conceal its movements. The black leopard crept around, preparing to circle behind and leap, but the Siberian tiger immediately swung its heavy paw pads again.
With its claws extended and sharp talons extended, the slapping force, weighing hundreds of pounds, was aimed at the black panther and swung. The sharp claws instantly pierced the black panther's body.
The black leopard had just bared its sharp teeth and opened its mouth to pounce and bite the tiger's ear when the Siberian tiger slapped it so hard it could smash a large hole in the car window. The tiger's strength in attacking the black leopard was not even real; each slap had the force of a palm strike.
The black panther, agile and quick, sensed the danger and suddenly kicked at the tiger's back, attempting to somersault in mid-air and turn to avoid the tiger's massive paw. Suddenly, a gaping maw moved even faster, the Siberian tiger's long, sharp teeth, about 7 centimeters long, piercing the panther's neck and penetrating its prey's body—a truly powerful attack.
Blood spurted from the back of the black panther's neck, and it screamed in agony. The piercing, painful howl sent chills down anyone's spine, making their scalp tingle and their whole body shiver.
Before the black panther could even struggle, the Siberian tiger violently shook its head, tilting its neck back and swinging it wildly while pawing at it with its large paws. With both sharp teeth and claws, the black panther was ripped open, its belly sliced open as easily as if it had been slashed by a sharp knife, its internal organs spilling out onto the ground, its intestines bouncing in the snow, and blood staining the white snow.
The two hunting dogs were attacked by the Siberian tiger one after the other. Even when they fought back, it was like being tickled. The hunting dogs, unable to resist, could only become the Siberian tiger's snack.
The hunting dogs, including the spotted-eared ones, tucked their tails between their legs and watched helplessly as the Siberian tiger turned and swung its tail to run away, letting out whimpers.
Fear was evident in Bang Gou's eyes, but his hunting habits made him very hesitant to retreat. However, due to the oppressive presence of the Siberian tiger, he could only retreat slowly and hesitantly.
The tiger's eyes were bright and alert, its clever eyes observing the Siberian tiger's fierce movements and enormous size.
The tiger saw the Siberian tiger about to run away, while the hunter was still some distance away. Suddenly, the tiger pounced, slamming its agile and powerful claws into the ground, trying to provoke the Siberian tiger into turning around and drawing its attention.
Furious after being severely injured, the Siberian tiger turned and roared, baring its bloody mouth and claws at the tiger again, attempting to tear the unsuspecting hunting dog apart, lick its bloody entrails, and chew its bones.
Suddenly, the tiger ran away.
After attracting the Siberian tiger, Da Hu quickly turned and ran away without pausing for a moment.
After the Siberian tiger gave up and didn't want to chase it anymore, the big tiger returned and squatted down to pound the ground violently, threatening and intimidating the Siberian tiger's tail.
In the past, when had the Tiger King ever been afraid of a mere hunting dog?
But the severely injured tiger king was extremely agitated, his body was losing blood rapidly, and he was terribly cold. He was also being attacked and harassed by a pack of dogs. After getting fed up, the Siberian tiger turned around, bared its teeth, and chased after the tiger king.
The tiger had been waiting for this moment and lured the Siberian tiger toward the hunter.
After a while, the Siberian tiger got closer and closer to the direction from which Li Ju'an and the others were coming.
Li Ju'an stood on the post with his gun in hand. He glanced down and saw Da Hu walking a Siberian tiger.
He looked closer and saw that the tiger was gradually slowing down, its agility decreasing due to fatigue. Several times, the tiger was almost slapped down by the Siberian tiger chasing closely behind, which was terrifying.
The snow was covered in bright red blood, and two dogs lay dead, crushed by the tiger's paws. The blood, mixed with the Siberian tiger's purplish-black splatter, dripped onto the snow, leaving long trails.
Li Ju'an's eyes burned with desire, his blood rushing to his head. He stood on a hill 800 meters away, looking down at his Mosin-Nagant.
Mosin-Nagant was equipped with sights, including an adjustable rear sight and a fixed front sight. He estimated the firing distance visually, with the rear sight adjustable from 100 meters to 2000 meters. After adjusting the distance, he rested his rifle on his shoulder, steadily aimed at the Siberian tiger's head, and pulled the trigger.
boom!