Wendigo (2)

"What a lucky kid," the old village chief said, holding the thigh bone. "If it weren't for this, you probably wouldn't have made it this far."

"This is Wendigo leg bone. These demonic creatures exude a devilish aura. If you weren't carrying their bones, those creatures lurking in the shadows would have already come out and hunted you down."

"The Wendigo, a cannibalistic monster?" some hunters exclaimed. "Isn't that something from legends?"

"They were the true masters of this forest, until that person arrived." The old village chief shook the thigh bone in his hand and said maliciously, "Do you know why I forbade you to eat people?"

The village was facing a shortage of resources, and while they could sacrifice humans, they could also eat them. However, the old village chief had forbidden cannibalism from the very beginning and made it an ironclad rule.

"I don't care whether you sell your children or leave them in the forest to die, but I forbid you from eating them," the old village chief said, glancing around at everyone. "It's all because of Wendigo."

"Wendigo are ethereal monsters with various abilities, but they are difficult to manifest until someone summons them."

"The ritual that summons them is cannibalism. If someone can't resist the temptation and eats their own kind, they will be possessed by Wendigo, and their body will transform into a monster," the old village chief said viciously. "And only when these Wendigo possess bodies will their terrifying spiritual power be revealed, turning them into true demons who hunt down all humans."

"Even one of these things is enough to destroy a village. Kid, luckily you only encountered a dead one, otherwise you might already be food." The old village chief's rough hand pressed down on Bangier's head.

"Now take me to the place where you found that monster," the old village chief commanded, his words brooking no refusal.

After receiving the thigh bone returned by the old village chief, Bangier glanced at his sister standing behind him, nodded, and walked towards the place where Wendigo's remains had been found. The group remained silent, wary of their surroundings.

Then they discovered that the previously visible poisonous insects or snakes had disappeared, and they stared intently at the thigh bone in the hand of Bangier was leading the way.

The thigh bone's ability to ward off wild beasts instantly increased its value. As a hunter, one naturally understands how dangerous the forest is; having such a bone is like carrying a talisman when entering the forest.

Build a safe base around the bones beforehand. When you get tired of hunting, you can return to the safe base to rest. With the bones there, you don't have to worry about wild animals. This greatly increases the safety of hunting.

The thought of the entire skeleton ahead made everyone eager to get started.

The old village chief naturally noticed the fervor in the eyes of the others, but he said nothing. He clearly knew more about the Wendigo had seen it with his own eyes. As far as he knew, the Wendigo had a habit of collecting the corpses of its own kind.

There are certainly other Wendigo in this forest, but they usually hide deep within, dormant, only waking up to kill any living creature that invades their territory.

Wendigo will recycle the remains of their own kind. This is not because Wendigo have any so-called kinship, but because the earliest appearance of Wendigo was due to cannibalism. As long as Wendigo eats another Wendigo, it will evolve again.

Therefore, whenever Wendigo senses the remains of his own kind, he will definitely attack the person carrying those remains first.

Unfortunately, the old village chief guessed that the place they were going to would definitely have Wendigo, so wouldn't these people carrying Wendigo remains be the perfect shield?

The group quickly arrived at Wendigo's remains. Looking at the enormous body and the deer-like head, the hunters were amazed and then stepped forward to remove a piece of Wendigo's bone.

The old village chief simply watched all this with a smile. After a brief examination of the remains, he said, "Based on the tracks, this Wendigo came from over there. Let's follow the tracks."

The hunters exchanged glances, some seeming to want to say something but hesitating, yet making no move. The old village chief immediately understood what was going on and said, "What, you want to back out? If you don't want to go, you won't get your commission this time."

"But village chief, Wendigo all fled from there. Could there be any danger there?" a hunter couldn't help but say. Although they were doing dangerous work, they weren't truly indifferent to their own lives.

Judging from the traces at the scene, it was clear that something had been chasing the Wendigo all the way here, and was finally caught up and devoured. Even the legendary cannibalistic demon Wendigo was afraid of something, so they certainly didn't have the guts to go there.

"Besides, we don't even know what we're looking for. I don't want to lose my life without knowing why," another villager said. It sounded reasonable, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that the hunter had some ulterior motive.

When the old village chief first called the group, he made it clear to them that they would follow his instructions completely on this trip into the forest. However, once they arrived, they were a group, while the village chief was just an old man, so it was inevitable that they would start to want more.

Other hunters didn't initially think that way, but after arriving here and seeing the Wendigo skeletons, some of which were considered as loot, they began to have second thoughts.

"Is that what you all think too?" The old village chief looked around at the people. Some lowered their heads, while others said confidently, "Village chief, it's far too dangerous ahead. You either tell us what you know, or we'll turn back. Of course, the reward you promised before can't be reduced."

Call...

A gust of wind blew by, and the man who had just uttered those words fell to the ground. A huge dog, the size of an ox, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, pounced on the hunter, and its gaping, drooling maw was right above his head.

"You guys are truly the worst class I've ever taught. If you're so difficult to manage, don't you ever think about why I always manage to survive and why I always manage to stay in the village chief's position? What's the secret?"

"You gave me two choices before, so I'll give you two choices in return," the old village chief said coldly. "Either follow the trail and find what I'm looking for, then we'll all be fine; or you'll die right now in my precious's mouth."

As if hearing the old village chief's words, the large dog with eyes the size of teacups even stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked the hunter's face. The barbed tongue scratched the hunter's face, as if it was just waiting for its master's command to bite the hunter to death.

Second update. By the way, someone gave me a Xu Ming yuan reward today, thank you all for your support. I'll try to update four times.