Kazak did not disappear for a long time. When it appeared again, it was hanging on the trunk near the tree behind Rengar, kicking its legs and pursing towards the corporeal beast.

It will prioritize attacking isolated targets.

The vibrating wings at high speed shook off the remaining mucus and flew to Rengar in a blink of an eye. The latter's alertness made him notice it, and he turned around to block the slashing sickle with a dagger.

A purple arc jumped on the sickle blade, and Rengar was hit by a sudden blow.

Its braid swung in the air, and its back fell heavily on the rotten earth, knocking out dead leaves in the sky.

The murderous intent hidden among the falling leaves flashed away, and Rengar opened his eyes widened and rolled to the side.

In an instant, Kazker pounced down!

Two sickle-like blade feet penetrated deeply into the soil, right where he had just fallen!

The claw that was almost unable to see clearly, and the murderous intent that followed made Rengar dazzled,

Pangav’s promise made him blind, his confidence fermented into arrogance, and his flaws were exposed.

Kazik seemed to have been invisible for too long and was rejected by the alien space. He had not disappeared again and looked for an opportunity to attack. However, Rengar did not think much and turned over and jumped up and rushed over.

Too slow.

For the top predators in the void, Rengar, who can't let go, is too slow!

The attacks just now seemed to have dispelled his confidence and became suspicious.

The dagger that Rengar swung was still testing, and before he could do his best, the dagger in his hand was knocked away by Kazik.

Stupid, indecisive!

He committed a big taboo, and his blue eyes followed the dagger that had lost his hand and left Kazik's body.

This mistake opened his door and let the evil thing attack.

Kazik swung his other bladed claw, Rengar could not dodge, and a hot sting suddenly came from his face.

The roar filled his ears drank him away, the blood soaked the fur on his face, and his vision was covered by a burst of red.

He hurriedly opened the distance, trying to wink out the red in his sight.

But the result was that there was darkness on the left, and nothing could be seen, only a burning stinging pain, as if a furnace was lit in the sockets of the eye.

Kazik was still roaring with his mouth wide open, and his masseter muscles were exposed to the air, as if they were about to be pulled off.

Rengar reached out to touch his face, and then realized what had been taken away by the monster.

One left eye.

Seeing this scene, Kahn, who jumped from the tree, stopped and stopped approaching. Even Kahsha, who had aimed, stopped shooting.

Sure enough, even with their intervention, those things that were related to fate still happened.

Kazik took away Rengar's eyes and created a terrible enemy for himself.

According to this development, Rengar will work harder to encourage himself to become the most powerful hunter in order to avenge himself; while Kazak will devour evolution even more crazily, and at the same time learn to imitate Rengar's hunting skills.

However, Kahn will not give Kazak to Rengar. He will end this evil relationship. If Rengar is not convinced, he will commit suicide with him.

At least they can live together on his skin nails.

With one blow, Kazik flapped his wings and flew to the branch above Rengar's head.

It cracked its bloody mouth and showed its sharp teeth-but there was no provocation or sneer.

He just raised his blade foot and inserted the blood-stained left eye at the tip. Under Rengar's one-eyed gaze, he slowly placed the blood-red bead at the edge of his teeth and swallowed it.

Killing someone will kill you! Killing someone will kill you! Killing someone will kill you!

This action made Kahn confirm that Kazak had strong intelligence, and at the same time, he felt that Rengar's fear and hesitation disappeared and turned into anger.

Only anger!

Rengar clenched his fists, rubbed his remaining eye, and cursed "The dirty cheap man".

The identity was changed, and the hunter's character was snatched away by the prey.

He no longer felt any pain, but vaguely felt a new, terrifying sense that connected him and the monster.

Just the moment Kazak ate his eyes, the bond was formed.

Rengar no longer needs a dagger, he has natural claws and a loud roar. He is not a human who can't do anything without a human weapon.

He rushed forward with all his strength, and he would not lose again.

The two beasts collided in the open space, and they blasted violently, with adrenaline surging and blood soaring, as if they were dancing the endless red dance.

They took turns to chase each other, one was the coldness of the abominable darkness and the other was the core of the scorching sun of revenge.

They slashed each other, one round after another, and the world around them was no longer important.

High-pitched roars and low roars came one after another, and all the plants and trees within reach were affected. They were broken and broken in their crazy death fight. Wood chips flew and dead leaves danced.

"Why do they ignore the surroundings when they fight?" Kahn led him away from the battlefield.

Just under her nose, Rengar pounced and tore Kazak's wings apart and pressed it under her.

The brutal swing left white marks on the carapace, and the feeling of tearing the tendon made Kazik roar in the slightest when he was injured.

Kazak escaped into the void and disappeared out of thin air, and then walked around behind Rengar and stabbed his blade into his shoulder blade. After Rengar let go of his hands and feet and used his anger, the two sides fought back and forth, but their strength was not different.

She put her waist on her waist and watched the two beasts colliding one after another, and separated again. The flying dead leaves made her frown.

Why did things develop like this?

It was obvious that the two of them were the biggest threat, but after the two preys fought without permission, they were blinded by anger and ignored them.

This is simply no reason!

But Kahn, who was standing beside him, looked at it with relish.

"Actually, it's better to just let them fight like this, to waste their energy. When we take over it, we won't be able to splash it." He patted Kasha's back, not in a hurry at all.

Kasha curled her lips, mainly because of the irritation of the skin nails being stimulated by the bloody smell they emitted, and kept rising and falling in the flesh to create an itchy feeling.

She knew very well that only killing could stop this impulse.

There is no way. Since Kahn is unwilling to do it now, she can only find some topics to try to divert her attention.

"Then when will they fight?" she asked.

"From now on, it may not stop until dark." Kahn looked at the sky. The sun was blocked by heavy cumulus clouds, but it was still a long time before nightfall.

"So long?" Kasha exclaimed, and suddenly felt dissatisfied with the two beasts fighting for life and death.

"Yes, it's been so long that people can fight bloody for a day and a night in extreme anger." Kahn said seriously, with an expression that if you can't do it, you have a problem.

"Who do you think they will win?"

"Get. Or lose."
Chapter completed!