Zhang Mu's mood at this moment was extremely complicated. He originally thought that things were out of his control and that his action this time might end with a disgraceful escape.

But he didn't expect that the ability of the Blood Vine Lotus really gave him a big surprise.

It's not just the blood vine lotus. In fact, most mutated plants are born with a fear of fire. It's an instinctive fear. However, no matter what attributes they possess, their most fundamental attribute must be wood.

In this way, the natural counteraction of the five elements creates a problem that cannot be ignored, that is, when plants encounter attacks of the fire attribute, they will be affected to varying degrees, whether it is the psychological instinctive fear or the natural physical defects.

However, this situation now seems to be slowly disappearing on the Blood Vine Lotus.

If Zhang Mu knew that the attribute of these mutant tigers was fire, he would be extra careful when dealing with them and would not give them the opportunity to release fire energy so that he could kill them with one strike.

But Zhang Mu didn't know that, for the sake of safety, he did not directly let the Blood Vine Lotus try to use the hidden vines to penetrate the mutant tigers' heads to take out the animal cores. Instead, he used a safer method, which was to use a cage to slowly drain their vitality until they died.

But it was precisely because of this that these intelligent mutant tigers had a chance to turn the tables in the end, a chance to completely ruin Zhang Mu's plan.

Fortunately, the Blood Vine Lotus has already developed resistance to fire, and it not only reduces the damage caused by fire to it, but its vines are also corroded by the fire energy while constantly stimulating life energy.

It's like being reborn from the ashes.

After taking a few glances at the mutant tiger corpses on the ground, Zhang Mu took out the Obsidian Claw from his arms and accurately picked out five first-level peak beast cores with fire attributes. He then signaled the wolfhound to drag the corpse of a mutant tiger further back, and he put the remaining corpses into his Epoch Merchant Ring.

What happens next is just waiting quietly for the next batch of prey to fall into the trap.

Zhang Mu asked the wolfhound to stay away and leave the rest of the matters to him. Now the wolfhound could retire after accomplishing its mission.

The wolfhound now calmed down.

It now recalled that if it had not been for Zhang Mu's obstruction, it would have been torn into pieces by the other four mutant tigers. Controlled by their ferocity, it never thought of giving in and getting a chance to retreat.

The wolfhounds now had no intention of accompanying Zhang Mufeng to play. There were five of them just now, and it was hard to say how many would come later. Who knew exactly how many mutant tigers would come down.

Zhang Mu so blatantly skinned and boned one of the mutant tigers and spread it out in the middle of the road. The wolfhound looked at Zhang Mu with disgust and hid far away.

Zhang Mu was very confident that the mutant tigers and white tigers were so arrogant that they would definitely not think that anything had happened to their companions. They probably just thought that they had stayed outside for too long, so they came out to look for them.

Moreover, the number of these beasts that came out to search would definitely not be too many. At most, there would be five of them, just like the ones now. There would definitely not be more, because Zhang Mu knew very well the thoughts of these mutant beasts, who were originally ferocious beasts. The evolutionary ripples would amplify their emotions, including their arrogance.

While Zhang Mu was quietly staying behind a shelter, he controlled the Blood Vine Lotus and used the mutant tiger corpses he had deliberately dealt with on the ground. In the village, some mutant tigers had already begun to move around restlessly, chasing a wolfhound that looked very weak. How come they haven't come back yet?

Could it be that he sneaked out to play? Wouldn't that be a challenge to his boss's authority?

The tigers in the group that were familiar with or related to the five mutant tigers kept standing up and lying down, their eyes fixed on the direction of the village entrance.

Another five minutes passed, and they finally couldn't hold back any longer. The five of their friends either had an accident or were playing outside, but they would definitely be punished by their boss. Although the white tiger looked elegant now, the mutant tigers brought out by it knew the brutality underneath.

Therefore, this time, they stood up instead of sitting down, and growled a few times in the direction of the white tiger, as if asking for permission to bring the five mutant tigers back. If they handled it themselves, the punishment would undoubtedly be very small.

The white tiger lay calmly on the most comfortable animal skin and glanced at the mutant tigers that stood up. It certainly knew what was in the minds of its subordinates.

But it was in a good mood today, and it had never thought about what would happen if it chased the cowardly wolfhound. It had great confidence in its own tribe. In the fight in the Luoyang Zoo, no mutant beast group had ever dared to go against it, so it had never been afraid. Based on the inherent advantages of their tribe and inspired by the evolutionary ripples, it called itself the king of fire.

So it growled and turned its head away from them. And these mutant tigers who took the initiative to look for their friends and relatives ran out as if they had been pardoned.

There was anxiety in their eyes, while the rest of the ones that had little to do with the first batch of mutant tigers had a bit of gloating in their eyes, because they had seen that all of their kind who disobeyed the white tiger had been killed. What the white tiger needed was absolute obedience, and all those who were its enemies, no matter if they were of a different race or the same race, would not have a good end.

Zhang Mu waited for a quarter of an hour, and finally he got what he wanted to wait for. He saw the huge bodies of five aggressive mutant tigers appear in his sight in the rolling dust.

Is it really five? Still as proud as before.

What a pity, the fact is that this is a possibility you would never think of.

As expected, after seeing Zhang Mu’s deliberate placement, the second batch of mutant tigers were filled with rage and disbelief.

In an instant, they pounced on the mutant tiger's corpse and arched its motionless head.

Good opportunity! Just in time to catch them all!

But just at this moment, when Zhang Mu was about to make a move, an accident happened. One of the mutant tigers suddenly let out a loud and miserable tiger roar, as if the person on the ground was a blood relative of itss.

This is bad!

Zhang Mu thought he could just use the same trick again, but he didn't expect that among the companions that came over was his relative, and he shouted in such a high-pitched voice.

Zhang Mu was sure that such a sharp whistle had definitely reached the village.

Zhang Mu's eyes fixed, and he no longer hesitated. He took action to end the battle quickly and decisively.

Because, even though he had the wolfhounds drag the battlefield farther away, it was still too close to the village.

(End of this chapter)