Ning Qiang, with his keen senses, suddenly looked towards the shore and met a dark figure.

After staring at Ning Qiang for a few seconds, the dark figure turned and fled.

Sensing something amiss, Ning Qiang transformed into an eagle and swooped down, his dark figure already disappearing into the forest.

One chased in the sky, the other ran on the ground, and the distance between them grew closer and closer.

The shadowy figure looked anxious, glancing up as it ran. A giant claw grazed the shadowy figure, tearing off a piece of animal hide.

The dark figure groaned in pain, seized the opportunity, leaped up, used the tree branch as leverage, and darted far away.

The eagle let out a cry of surprise and then swooped down to grab at the black creature, which resembled a slippery fish, repeatedly missing its target.

The best time is to tear off a piece of flesh.

One tried to grab the other to escape, and the two ran a short distance. The shadowy figure was injured and panting heavily, but he could not shake off the eagle.

He glanced at the dense forest in the distance, gritted his teeth, his expression hardened, took out a packet of powder, and sprinkled it on himself.

Seeing this, Ning Qiang became wary and avoided the area where the powder was sprinkled when he reached down.

The dark figure crouched and rolled into the bushes, while simultaneously throwing a pebble into the woods. He then quickly dug a shallow hole with both hands.

With a rustling sound, the dark figure didn't have time to dig the pit any bigger. Instead, he lay down, shoveled the excavated soil onto his body, covered it with a thin layer, and held his breath, motionless.

With its prey right in front of it, the eagle was not about to let it go. Knowing something was amiss, it remained vigilant and persisted in its pursuit.

Just as the claws were about to grab the shadow, a soft branch suddenly extended from the side.

The eagle dodged, then swooped down again, four or five branches attacking it simultaneously.

The branches swayed urgently, and the eagle seemed to hear their thirsty cries. Suddenly remembering the vines sucking blood, it spread its wings and soared upwards.

The branches raged, dozens of vines stretching high into the sky, the tallest branch extending forty or fifty meters, almost touching the eagle's claws.

Startled, Ning Qiang kept raising his head.

Once it was certain the vines wouldn't grab it again, it circled the location of the dark figure several times.

The branches swayed and moved, each one seemingly alive, its sharp little mouths open, emitting longing sounds.

With the branches providing protection, Ning Qiang was unable to harm the shadowy figure and had no choice but to leave.

The villagers were still struggling with the crocodiles. The deck was littered with severed limbs and crocodile carcasses, a bloody and nauseating sight.

Hunting an adult crocodile often requires the cooperation of 6 or 7 people to subdue it, and some preparations must be made in advance.

The crocodiles that came tonight were noticeably larger than those caught before, and in the rush, the villagers were no match for them.

The crocodile adopted a desperate stance, as if it were either the crocodile or the crocodile would die, thus losing more of its momentum and suffering an even greater defeat.

Fortunately, Ning Xiaoqi, Ning Dage, and other members of the Ning family managed to keep the situation under control.

Ning Qiang stopped at the shore where he first saw the dark figure, picked up an eggshell, and followed the tracks the crocodiles had left behind.

Sure enough, they found quite a few more broken eggshells.

He cursed, "What a vicious trick!"

I'm curious, who is the shadowy figure? Where does it come from? Could it be a native of this island?

Look at the piece of animal skin that was torn off the shadowy figure. It's a small piece, and you can't tell what kind of animal it came from.

Compared to the carnage on the cargo ship, things were much calmer at the cabin; the battle ended without bloodshed.

Zuo Ling and Xiao Hao repeatedly unleashed their spiritual power, and without Pei Nansheng making a move, the crocodiles lay motionless on the ground.

The job of collecting the corpses naturally fell to Pei Nansheng.

Arranged in a row, there are 40 of them, which is quite a sight to behold.

Xiao Hao couldn't bear to see his brother working so hard, so he volunteered to go down and help.

Zuo Ling watched the spectacle from inside the wooden house, constantly lamenting how the flowers and plants she had planted had been ravaged by the crocodiles.