The wolf howls grew closer, and the knife was still stuck in the brown bear's head. I had no time to feel sorry for the dagger, and I quickly climbed up the nearest tree.
Once I was firmly planted on the tree, the wolves below approached.
The brown bear was still violently twisting its body, struggling desperately to climb out of the narrow trap.
I held my breath and watched carefully as the wolves gradually approached.
Although the brown bear was in great pain, it could now sense the danger posed by the wolves.
If it were at its peak, I estimate that even if these wolves wanted to gang up on it, it wouldn't be easy.
But at this moment, the brown bear is clearly in a precarious situation, facing attacks from both sides.
The wolves cautiously approached, probably attracted by the bloody scent of the brown bear. After circling it once, they gradually separated and pounced on the brown bear in an encircling formation.
The brown bear was trapped with its paws in the trap and was injured, so it was too busy to take care of itself.
A wolf with white fur on its head, its back arched and baring its teeth, charged directly at the brown bear.
The brown bear's enormous paw was no joke; with a single swipe, it struck the wolf, causing it to whimper before crashing heavily to the ground.
Seeing that the wolf was injured, the other wolves bared their teeth and, with fierce looks in their eyes, quickly surrounded and pounced on the brown bear.
My heart was pounding, and I didn't dare make a sound. Otherwise, if these wolves really did take care of the brown bear, wouldn't I be the next one to attack?
I watched them fight under the tree in silence, praying that the battle would end soon.
The brown bear wasn't at a significant disadvantage. Although several wolves kept attacking it, the brown bear's size made it difficult to break free. Despite being unable to escape for the time being, its roars and howls, along with the powerful swings of its paws, prevented the wolves from getting close.
Seeing that they had reached a stalemate, I gripped the tree trunk even tighter and hid behind the branches.
After attacking for a while, the wolves realized that the brown bear was a tough nut to crack, and they began to whimper softly, as if communicating with each other.
Soon, one of the wolves nodded to the left, and there was a slightly thinner wolf that seemed to understand immediately. It pushed off with its hind legs, and its strong limbs stepped on one of the rocks and it actually jumped into the air, pouncing and attacking the brown bear's upper body.
Meanwhile, the brown bear had to be wary of the wolves eyeing it from all sides, and was also desperately trying to pry the dagger I had stuck in its head with its paws. It was a double mess.
The wolf had the upper hand. It kicked off the ground with its hind legs and landed on the brown bear's shoulder, then bit down hard on the bear's head.
The brown bear, in pain, gripped the wolf tightly with both hands and opened its massive jaws to bite the wolf's head. The wolf didn't even have time to struggle before the brown bear bit off half of its head.
This brown bear was truly a formidable opponent. After biting off the wolf, it slammed it to the ground. The wolf twitched a few times and then fell silent.
The wolves nearby lost one of their companions and let out mournful howls, shaking many leaves from the trees.
Several wolves circled the brown bear, but at this moment the brown bear's ferocity was also aroused. Ignoring the dagger still throbbing on its head, it braced itself on the ground with its paws and howled, actually managing to struggle out of the trap.
Upon closer inspection, I saw that the brown bear indeed had several bloody holes on its left paw, which were now covered in blood and the flesh was turned inside out.
When the wolves saw the brown bear emerge, they were inclined to back down, but one of them bared its teeth and kept looking for an opportunity to attack the bear.
If I'm not mistaken, this wolf and the dead wolf are probably related.
The lead wolf howled and gradually took a few steps back.
The brown bear howled wildly and attacked indiscriminately, showing no fear of the wolf pack.
It howled and charged wildly at the wolf pack like a madman.
Even the most formidable wolf pack is only about the size of a dog, but this brown bear is much taller than a human.
With its thick hide and flesh, if that wolf were to get bitten, it would likely be doomed.
The wolves were clearly very clever; after circling around a few times and finding no chance to succeed, they gradually retreated into the woods.
The brown bear, no longer in danger, turned to look at the wolf lying dead on the ground, then looked around again. I guessed it was looking for me.
I immediately covered my mouth and didn't dare to breathe.
The brown bear had an amazing bite force. It ran to the wolf and, as if venting its anger, lifted the wolf up and bit it twice more, tearing off the wolf's leg and almost splitting the wolf in two.
I felt a chill run down my spine. I was really impulsive back then. If it had bitten me now, I'd probably be torn to pieces by now.
After venting its anger for a while, the pain in its head attracted its attention again. It slapped its head wildly with its large paws, trying to pull out the dagger on its head, but failed several times.
The brown bear went berserk and desperately charged at a tree.
I was greatly alarmed. That tree wasn't far from mine. If it was determined to fight back, I was afraid I wouldn't escape unscathed today.
Just as it was looking around for a way to escape, the brown bear crashed directly into a tree.
The tree trunk was hit, and the leaves on it fell down one after another.
The brown bear let out a deafening roar, and not satisfied with just one ramming, it went and rammed it a second time.
After two moments, the brown bear suddenly swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.
I didn't know what was going on, so I didn't dare to move. I observed carefully and then realized that the idiot had actually bumped the dagger into his head.
The knife handle was bent from the impact.
To be honest, these beasts have limited intelligence; they actually thought they could knock that dagger down.
The brown bear twitched a few times, its body still moving, breathing heavily, seemingly exhausted, with dark red blood all over the tree trunk.
I didn't know if it would just die like that, and with the wolves that had just dispersed around, I didn't dare to make any rash moves. I stayed in the tree for more than an hour, but the wolves didn't come, and the brown bear became completely still.
I carefully climbed down from the tree, but when I got close to the brown bear, it suddenly moved, which startled me.
I threw a stone at its head, and when it stopped reacting, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed to be dead after all.
My heart was pounding. This was killing two birds with one stone, but this place wasn't safe, and I had to leave quickly.
The problem was that I clearly couldn't drag such a big bear away by myself, not to mention there was a wolf carcass next to it.
Although I don't want to eat this wolf's meat, its pelt is much bigger than a lynx's.
Looks like I need to go back and find some reinforcements!
As soon as I ran out of the woods, I saw a figure stumbling and running towards the sea.
Upon closer inspection, the person turned out to be one of Bai Wei's group, but how did she find her way here?
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