Chapter 295 Mysterious Footprints

"Based on that, if we hadn't even seen the Razor Prince, we were so frightened by its roar that our legs trembled, so how can we hunt and kill it!" Roger shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Actually, don't worry too much. Although the 'fear aura' is scary, there are still ways to crack it."

"For example, Major Vassar's 'Aura of Courage', and Rebecca's 'Stable Mind' just now, both have miraculous effects in eliminating fear."

"As long as we are within the envelope of the 'Aura of Courage' and 'Stable Mind', we can resist the terrifying aura emanating from Prince Razor."

After hearing Joan's explanation, the Tyndall brothers were relieved, and quickly got up to follow Major Vasa, following the direction from the howling just now.

A group of ten people rushed through the dense forest, and it took more than ten minutes to arrive at the place where the howling came from, but there was no sign of Prince Razor here.

All I saw were countless broken trees, shattered corpses, and shocking bloodstains. It was obvious that there had been a fierce battle here not long ago.

Judging from the traces left at the scene, a certain hunting team did not know whether they took the initiative to attack the Razor Prince or encountered the monster due to bad luck. In the end, they were all brutally killed by the Razor Prince, and not even a single body was left behind.

Standing in the bloody glade, Joan felt the air was so heavy that it was almost stagnant.

There must be no weaklings in the hunting team that can go here, and they all have the strength to compete for medals. However, after only a few minutes of encountering Prince Razor, they all died without a single body, and they didn’t even have a chance to escape. From this, it can be seen that Prince Razor is What a cruelty.

Exhaling a foul breath with a strong smell of blood, Joan barely suppressed his restlessness. Seeing Xiaomiao squatting on the blood-stained and muddy place, he was obsessed with observing, holding a branch in his hand, and gently sketching on the muddy ground, he walked over and asked her curiously what she was doing.

"look here--"

Xiao Miao used a branch as a pen to draw a circle on the mud, and the sunken mark inside the circle looked like a huge hoof print.

"This is... the hoofprint left by Prince Razor?" Joan guessed.

Xiao Miao nodded, and then asked him: "What clues can you see from this hoof print?"

Joan squatted beside Catwoman, carefully observed the hoof print that was deeply immersed in the sand, and said in thought: "Judging from the size of this hoof print, it is much larger than that of ordinary wild boars, even if it is different from the razor boar. It's almost twice as big."

"From this point of view, Prince Razor must be extremely large in size, comparable to a mammoth or a Tyrannosaurus rex, with a body length of no less than 30 feet and a shoulder height of no less than 20 feet."

"Yes, judging from the hoofprints left here, the Razor Prince is like a moving fortress, and compared with this giant, we are as small as mice."

Xiao Miao said worriedly.

"The disparity in size means the same disparity in strength. Even if we try our best, it is difficult to cause effective damage to a giant beast like Razor Prince."

"I can cast 'Giant Growth'. Thomas has a few bottles of 'Giant Growth' potion, which is enough to turn everyone into a giant that doubles in size. Although it is still very thin compared to Prince Razor, at least the gap is not too big. Too much disparity."

Joan proposed a countermeasure.

Xiao Miao nodded: "This method is worth trying, but there is still a footprint that we need to be vigilant about."

"Another footprint?"

"Yes, it's right here," Xiao Miao pointed at a piece of muddy ground not far from the hoofprints of Prince Razor with a branch. "Do you see anything unusual?"

Joan got up and walked over to take a closer look. There were messy footprints everywhere on the ground mixed with blood, mud and grass roots, and there was nothing unusual at all.

This is not surprising, after all, Qiao An has not received professional training in identifying footprints, and Xiao Miao is a "ranger", tracking and tracing is her housekeeping skill.

"Sister Meow, I really don't see anything unusual about these footprints, so you should tell me." Joan said helplessly.

"The footprints in this clearing in the forest are numerous and messy, the most conspicuous of which is the huge hoofprint of Prince Razor. After excluding the hoofprints of the hounds, the rest of the footprints are from humanoid creatures, and they can be divided into two categories."

Xiao Miao stood up with her hands on her knees, her eyes looking at the ground were particularly sharp.

"They are all shoe prints left by hunters, why should they be divided into two categories?" George Vassar walked over and asked, followed by the Custis sisters and Philip Downs.

"They're all hunter's shoe prints? No, you're wrong."

Xiao Miao sneered and shook her head.

"Although the footprints are all humanoid creatures, they are not necessarily all left by humans. In fact, there are only four sets of footprints left by hunters. Although the size of the soles of the feet is slightly different, they are all wearing cowhide or deerskin. This can be proved firstly from the patterns on the soles of the boots, and secondly, it matches the corpses left at the scene."

Joan looked back at a broken corpse in the bushes. Fortunately, the lower limbs were well preserved, and the feet were indeed wearing the soft-soled moccasin boots that Xiao Miao said-in fact, Joan himself and his companions were also wearing this kind of boots, which is very suitable for wild hunting. leather boots.

"Sister Meow, four of the five sets of footprints were wearing hunting boots, so what kind of shoes did the owner of the last set of footprints wear?"

Rebecca asked curiously.

"That last person..." Xiao Miao smiled strangely, "He didn't wear shoes at all."

"No shoes?!" Rebecca's eyes widened in disbelief, "Wouldn't that man be afraid of pricking his feet when he walks barefoot in this dense forest full of thorns?"

"Judging from the footprints, the soles of his feet are covered with a thick layer of cuticle that looks like a tortoise shell. Not to mention thorns, even poisonous snakes can't bite through them. There is no need to wear boots."

"It doesn't sound like a normal person's foot." Joan thought thoughtfully.

"In fact he's probably not human."

Xiao Miao went on to talk about the clues she analyzed through her footprints.

"The soles of this strange man's feet are quite broad. According to human standards, a person with such a pair of big feet is usually no less than six and a half feet tall and weighs no less than two hundred pounds. From the shallow traces, it is not difficult to infer that his real weight is about 60 pounds, which is only equivalent to a ten-year-old child."

"200 pounds and 60 pounds, the difference is really too big. If your judgment is true, then this weirdo must have a pair of big feet and a thin body at the same time, and he is used to walking barefoot in the wild...so he is a half-length People?" Joan made a possible guess.

"As far as I know, no halflings have signed up for this year's hunting competition, and there will be no native halflings on Wild Boar Island." Xiao Miao shook her head resolutely.

"Not a halfling, who else can leave such weird footprints..."

Qiao An suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

Before he could speak, Ah Zhi took out a scroll from the storage bag and slowly unfolded it.