599: The Plight of the Forest of Spirit Beasts II

The Plight of the Forest of Spirit Beasts II

Night fell.0

It seemed like the whole of the Forest of Spirit Beasts was stained with blood and the air was filled with the scent of blood. 

The silver leopards fell into a deep pit of despair.

They resisted vigorously but still, they could not escape the fate of being slaughtered.

The humans did not kill the silver leopards immediately. They used their thorny whips to whip the silver leopards. Their skins were torn. The humans even laughed happily at that.

The silver leopard king could not endure the attacks of numerous humans. It trembled and it fell down onto the ground.

Fresh blood rushed into its eyes and its vision was blurred. But, it still turned its head and looked at its remaining family members with determination.

The silver leopards howled, hoarsely. It was loud and clear in the windy forest. The howl lingered in the air.

"Elder, it seems that this silver leopard king is almost done. I've prepared the cage. Let's put it in the cage and tame it when we're back."

A youth brought along a cage and some money. He looked at the silver leopard coldly. The silver leopard seemed worthless to him. It was only a pet to humans. 

After all, those spirit beasts were the same as ordinary humans.

They were used only for entertainment purposes.

But, there was a rule in the reclusive world. They could not attack the secular world. So, they had never done so. 

A loud howl was heard.

The youngest silver leopard suddenly rushed forward and bit the youth.

Its eyes were deadly and those eyes were filled with deep hatred.

The silver leopard was a type of leopard that did not like to fight. So, they never thought of attacking humans.

They still wanted to live a peaceful life even though the humans harmed them first. 

But, humans' hearts were more frightening than hell.

The silver leopards loved peace but they were forced to attack the humans and resist their attacks.

But, the youngest silver leopard did not understand the situation. 'Why? Why do humans still want to harm us given that we're forced to live here in the Forest of Spirit Beasts?

'We just want to survive. We just want to live on. Is that too much to ask for?'

Boom!

The youth waved his hand and the youngest silver leopard was thrown away like a soccer ball. It hit a tree and soon stopped moving.

Its body fell onto the ground slowly, leaving a trail of fresh blood on the ancient tree.

"Why did you attack the youngest silver leopard?" Their leader, a middle-aged man sneered at the youth. "That youngest silver leopard looked cute and it could have been a pet for my daughter. That's why I didn't order anybody to kill it. How could it survive your blow?"

The youngest silver leopard's body twitched. There was a trail of blood on the corner of its lips. It had a vacant stare. The young leopard had barely enjoyed the beauty of the world.

The silver leopard king roared loudly. It forced itself to stand upright.

But, its steps were faltering. It looked like an aged elder and was no longer fast and quick.

At that moment, its body seemed strong and powerful. It used its large body to shield and guard the silver leopards behind it.

It was guarding the remaining silver leopards. 

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