“Since this so-called cannibal feeds exclusively on humans, it must be a more powerful prey.” Andre nodded in agreement.

The two of them quickly found a branch and smoothed out their footprints, letting the fallen leaves cover them.

Then he walked forward quietly, always paying attention to the changes around him, and his movements were like a cautious cheetah.

They walked around the tree trunk, stuck in the blind spot, bent over and walked forward along the bushes for more than 200 meters. Then Andrei immediately reached out to stop Ivan.

Without any extra words, Ivan immediately stood still with a cautious look.

Andre stretched out his hand and pointed forward. Looking in the direction of his finger, there was a dead body lying on the wasteland 20 meters ahead.

He was a curly-haired young man in a brown T-shirt. He was lying on his back, and the blood from the back of his head had dyed the ground dark red.

An iron rod with a hammer-like head as thick as a rolling pin was violently thrust into his mouth, piercing through the back of his head and nailing his head to the ground.

With just one glance, Ivan knew that the man was dead and even Nikolai Pirogov could not save him.

At the same time he discovered the corpse's footprints extending into the woods.

The two men hid in the jungle and observed quietly for five minutes. After confirming that there was nothing unusual around them, they slowly approached.

Andre looked at the young man's mouth that was pierced, his eyes fixed on the iron rod in his hand. He thought for a moment and did not move, but touched the young man who fell to the ground.

He pulled out a spring dagger from the other person's pocket.

Andrei said with a serious expression: "Ivan, this young man didn't even take out the dagger from his pocket until he was killed. It seems that his opponent is not simple, at least beyond the ordinary people."

Eva nodded and also speculated in a low voice:

"Since this kind of hunter is called an ogre, this young man is obviously its prey. It is impossible for it to abandon its prey and weapons here."

Andre's expression changed when he heard this: "Then there is only one possibility, it is chasing another prey!"

While they were talking, the two of them had already covered their tracks again and hid behind the bushes.

"And the other party will definitely come back." Ivan nodded, turned around, picked up a two-meter-long wooden stick, broke off the front end, and then reached out to Andre.

The switchblade was thrown at him tacitly and bounced away.

He whittled the tip of the stick into a tapered spear shape.

Then he handed the knife back.

The two looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes. Ivan signaled whether they should stay where they are and wait.

Andre shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Let's follow quietly."

"If the other party returns, it must have won the battle and resolved it. Only by catching up with it now and cooperating with the prey can we possibly defeat it."

"And the Ogre isn't really a hunter, and its prey isn't really prey!"

Ivan suddenly came to his senses. He had been thinking like a hunter, but had overlooked one point: the other party's prey was people like them, not stupid beasts.

Humans represent highly intelligent creatures with the possibility of cooperation.

"Then chase after him!"

The two men once again advanced stealthily along the bushes, but after only a hundred meters they found another body, which had been cut into three pieces vertically, like a torn dough stick.

Red and yellow flowed all over the ground.

"Look here, these are traces of gnawing!" Ivan pointed to the edge of the cut body.

"These jagged scratches are caused by sharp teeth, which means that the opponent is more like a beast, or even an unevolved human."

"It could also be a deformed person!" said Andre.

The two had almost figured out the strength of this monster. Its strength was definitely beyond that of an ordinary person, but not too much, comparable to that of a lion or tiger. "The remaining blood in the body has not completely coagulated, which means that the time of death is no more than an hour. Let's go!"

The two men bypassed the corpse and continued forward.

After walking about 500 meters, the traces ahead suddenly disappeared. They suddenly became tense and huddled behind the bushes.

It was not until I found traces leading to another tree that I breathed a sigh of relief, at least we were not ambushed.

"Shh, there's movement!"

Andre saw a bird on a branch in the distance suddenly fly up in panic, and immediately pointed to a big tree nearby.

The grass in this area is not tall, and only the dense tree canopy is the best hiding place.

The two men quickly climbed up the tree and lay horizontally on the thick extended branches. The one-foot-wide branches and leaves were enough to cover their bodies so that people below could not find them.

With a rustling sound, a dirty child about 1.5 meters tall came over, dragging a large wooden frame.

Until he got closer and came to the tree where the two were hiding.

Then they saw the child's face. His toes were very wide, twice as thick as a normal person's, but he only had three toes on each foot.

Half of the face seemed to be distorted, twisted, and the corners of the mouth became S-shaped, which was very ugly.

The canine teeth extending from the broken lips at the corners of the mouth are very sharp, more like the teeth of a wild dog.

The deformed child did not notice the two people on the tree. He lifted up a wooden frame with thorns that was as tall as a person and began to make a trap, but due to lack of strength, he was crushed under the frame.

The foot-long sharp iron spike kept pressing down, almost piercing into his body.

Just as the two men in the tree were trying to hold back their excitement, thinking they could pick up an 'ogre brain' for free, another deformed man came running over from a distance.

He is over 180cm tall and is obviously an adult.

It also has three toes, and its face is distorted, as if it had been burned by a red-hot iron, and it is extremely ugly.

He let out a meaningless roar, hurriedly lifted the wooden frame, pointed at the little freak and gestured hoarsely, looking very angry.

Just like a father disciplining his child.

This scene even made the two people hiding in the tree feel unbearable, but the images of the two corpses before emerged in their minds, and they instantly scolded themselves for being idiots for being able to empathize with this kind of father-son relationship.

This is also human nature, just like when a hunter sees a pregnant mother wolf feeding her cubs, he will show mercy.

But there is one situation that will definitely not happen, that is, there is an incompletely eaten human corpse next to the female wolf.

These two guys are ogres.

Andre and the other man on the tree quickly reflected on themselves, their eyes full of determination. They were determined to get the brains of these two deformed people.

The adult deformed man threw one end of the rope on the wooden frame onto the tree branch.

The rope was pulled down, less than one meter away from the prone Ivan. If it was closer, he would have been tied up.

The deformed man buried the spiked wooden frame, hid the rope behind the tree, made the trap, and left.

Five minutes later, when they confirmed that the deformed man had left and were about to get down from the tree, they suddenly heard a car horn in the distance.

The presence of sound means there is a road nearby, which means there is hope of leading to the city.

"Ivan, be alert. I need to climb higher to see where the car is."

"Their honking sounds like the cry of prey. If I were the 'Ogre' hunter, I would definitely attack. This is our chance!"

Andrei said as he climbed higher up the tree. These towering trees were very tall. (End of this chapter)

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