One morning a month later, Brandon woke up and prepared to go hunting. After a month of waterfall training, Brandon's golden bell finally entered the fourth level.

The inside of his body seemed to have been transformed and his body had begun to grow slowly again. Now he was back to two metres in length. The cells in his body seemed to be compressed, and his weight had become heavier. He felt that he was at least twice as heavy as before.

The claws slowly began to grow in size, becoming more and more like the claws of a tiger, becoming thicker, and actually had some down on them. Now he looked more and more like the dragon in the mural except that he had no wings.

In addition, Brandon found that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger, and he basically had to eat food that was about the same size as himself every day. Fortunately, as his strength increased, hunting became easier and easier.

The vast jungle was his natural hunting ground. The sky was still very early, the sun had not yet fully risen, the blue sky was adding a bit of cyan, and the white clouds were also stained with the glow, making it look more charming.

The hard-working Brandon had already started on the road... A huge river like silk, twisted and turned, extending from south to north. The early morning sun shone on the river surface. The river water was crystal clear, and all kinds of strange aquatic animals were among the water plants.

In the middle, there were still a few huge crabs crawling on the cobblestones on the river bottom. A group of waterfowl waddled over, making a plop sound from time to time, and jumped into the river, swimming happily, chasing the escaping fish.

Not far from the shore, a group of black orangutans were chasing each other, hammering their chests from time to time and making vomiting sounds! Weird cry. From time to time, these male orangutans posed in several muscular poses, showing off their strong muscles to attract the attention of females.

At this time, a group of zebras also ran over. They seemed very cautious, taking a large look at their surroundings from time to time. A group of hyenas ran in the distance, following the group of zebras in the distance, waiting for opportunities.

A little lizard in the grass opened and closed its light mouth as fast as lightning. In an instant, a delicious bug was bitten in its mouth, and with a hiss, it swallowed the bug, as if it were proud. The insect soldiers marched forward with their heads held high.

In the hills not far away, Brandon was lying there, looking around with keen eyes, picking out suitable prey. This is when he saw a few ants the size of little fingers hurriedly crawling towards him from the corner of his eye. These ants were red all over, their heads appeared large, and their developed upper jaws appeared black.

He didn't pay much attention and used his claws to crush the few ants that dared to crawl on him one by one. He smelled the sour smell coming from the ants, and he frowned. Insects were the most annoying creatures to him. Not only were they annoying, but after killing them, they would leave a strange smell on his body that could not be washed away.

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He once accidentally stepped on a fart bug, and the stink on his body didn't disappear until more than ten days later. He stood up and looked around, and found that there were many ants around, as if going to a market. He felt something was not right.

At this time, something seemed to have happened on the river bank. There was a sudden commotion, and some animals began to jump and roll, which looked very strange. Irritable.

After a few minutes, he found that the depths of the jungle suddenly began to vibrate, as if there were thousands of troops in front of him. After a while, he saw a huge team rushing towards this direction.

The composition of this team was very strange. At the front was a group of antelopes and a few cheetahs, followed by a long-necked road. Later, even snakes, frogs, and turtles were in this group. They were all running away crazily, with fear in their eyes. He was a little confused. Is there another fire?

At that time, he smelled a sour smell coming from a distance, and he felt a little familiar. The fleeing herd was getting closer. His keen eyes saw that the animals were covered with ants. From time to time, some animals broke away from the herd, rolled around, and finally foamed at the mouth. The ants were obviously poisonous.

At that time, he saw a red line appearing in the distance of the jungle. Gradually, the red line became thicker and longer. He found that the number of ants on the ground began to increase, and they crawled on him one by one.

He quickly brushed them off. Although his scales were stronger than the thick skin of a rhino, he would still be in danger if they got into his ears or nostrils.

At that time, the animals near him also began to scream, and more animals joined the fleeing herd. He could no longer care about hunting at that time, and he ran towards the cave desperately. He wanted to call Skyler and get her to secure the crystal and sword hilt, who knows if those precious possessions might get lost due to chaos.

There were more and more ants, and the ground was full of dense ants. The original green jungle had now turned into green and red colours. He felt like whenever he would crush four or five ants to death with every step he takes, more ants were replacing them.

The edge was coming. He had to stop temporarily, pick a leaf, and plug his nose and ears. After stopping for less than a second, more than a dozen ants crawled on him. He ignored them for the time being and ran as fast as he could.

Ten minutes later, he finally arrived at the cave. Skyler was hovering above, making a miserable cry. Seeing him running over, she was overjoyed. He ignored her, rushed into the cave, and put the sword hilt and crystal into the small box. After so many days of practice, one third of the crystal had disappeared.

He took the things and let out a roar, asking Skyler to follow him. After spending so many days together, he and Skyler could basically communicate. He knocked off the ants on his body, picked up the golden bell, and started running with all his strength. The speed had reached upto thirty-five metres per second.

He was like a huge tank, running rampant, and some small trees next to him were being crushed. The ants on his body were shaken off by the huge force. At that time, he couldn't care so much anymore.

The red ant tide behind them was getting closer and closer, and the jungle was dyed a strange red, and it was impossible to see the edge at a glance.

The huge ant tide surged forward like a wave, with several white bones emerging from time to time, which looked ominous and terrifying.