One Piece: Tyrant Bear

Looking at the red beard beside him, there was no shock or worry on his face, but calm.

Staring at the front, he was not disturbed by the movement around him. He looked at the bear in doubt, then looked around the back, and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Xiong didn't say it bluntly. He knew something in his heart and was on guard.

Whether the red beard knew it or not, he didn't know, in case, he... glanced at him, and continued to walk forward.

The two entered inside and went around. The road here is very tactful, like a secret road, and those who don't know the way are likely to get lost.

It was pitch black, and the invisible wind was blowing on his face, as cold as a knife.

The bear followed the red beard, and the two almost moved forward together, neither of them willing to take a quick step to warn each other.

They didn't trust each other. Both of them knew this, and they didn't say anything.

Keeping his head down, the distance became a bit long, and the bear stopped again and glanced back.

In the dark, dark, cold.

His eyes were piercing, something seemed to be moving in the darkness, it flashed by and disappeared into the darkness, Xiong raised his hand, but found that the enemy had disappeared.

Was discovered.

The bear can confirm that his trail is under someone's control, and going forward, will be dangerous.

He felt that it was impossible not to move on, after all, he was very curious about the future.

"What's the matter? Is there someone nearby?"

Once is accidental, twice is inevitable.

The red beard was very nervous, and he also realized that the surroundings were unusual, so he scanned around and frowned.

No, nothing, he was too worried, or his nerves were too sharp.

Glancing at the bear, the red beard didn't say anything, but lowered his head to think.

"Is it your people inside?"

"Ah."

The red beard didn't hide it, and said proudly: "He is the king of our centaur tribe. You can see him when you go in. I hope you won't be surprised when the time comes."

"No one else but him?"

Red Beard froze for a moment, the others?Have it?

Shaking his head, he replied, "Probably not."

"should?"

Words flickered, eyes hesitated, evasive, Xiong stopped asking questions, he understood.

The red beard is lying, besides his king, there are other people nearby, who is it, the time has not yet come.

Moving on, the two came to an open place.

The mountain peak was hollowed out, and there was light scattered around it. Looking up, one could vaguely see a faint light shining on the ground.

Holes were dug out in the surrounding mountain peaks, and there was no one in the sealed caves.

There is only a pile of bones outside, like a mountain, all human bones, and a pile of skulls.

A horrifying picture appeared in front of him, the bear's eyes narrowed, staring at the figure behind the bone.

With their backs facing them, the figure was huge, much taller than the red beard, and not far behind himself.

He was holding a spear and stuck it on the ground, and he was holding something in his other hand. He lowered his head and made a rustling sound, as if he was eating.

"Crack."

The crisp sound reverberated around and could not go away for a long time.

This voice suddenly sounded, and Xiong felt the panic of the red beard, but it was only a moment of panic.

Captured by him, he was terrified, taking a step back.

He also felt it himself, quickly straightened his body, and smiled back.

Respectfully saluted, bowed his head, and said, "King."

The figure in front of him stopped eating, and his body moved slightly, just a little bit, and he quickly lowered his head and gnawed on his bone, which was a human thigh bone.

It was covered with blood, and flesh and blood hung on it one by one. When his face turned around, it was full of blood.

There are fresh flesh and blood on the lips, take a sip, inhale into the mouth, chew, swallow, taste slowly, and swallow with enjoyment.

He saw the existence of the bear, its tall body, the smell of meat stuck in his nose, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Hoohoo."

"It smells good."

"It smells good."

"It's a nostalgic taste."

Mumbling to himself, like a lunatic, every time he said a word, the body of the red beard beside him trembled, violently, violently.