Chapter 218 Natural Enemy
In the middle Abyss, the scorching wind howled, bringing with it the pungent smell of sulfur, constantly blowing at the charred ground.
Fat Tiger cautiously poked a head out of the cave residence. He looked around, found nothing moving around him, and slowly extended his other two heads.
The three noses of the three heads sniffed with all their might and identified the smells in the air. After confirming that there was indeed no smell of ‘that guy’, Fat Tiger completely crawled out. His master had been gone for a long time, so long that Fat Tiger could not even count the number of days. However, Fat Tiger was a good child. He still remembered that Master Roy had told him to watch over the house when he left, so even after so long, Fat Tiger still stayed nearby.
After emerging, Fat Tiger turned back, raised the soil to cover the hole he had drilled out of, and then carefully spread his wings and flew into the distance.
As he flew, Fat Tiger vigilantly observed the surrounding ground under him.
As Roy had left for so long, the ice and snow near the cave where he and Fat Tiger lived had already melted. After losing the ice and snow, the ground near the cave returned to its scorching black state.
Of course, with Fat Tiger around, the area around the cave was still his and Roy’s territory. Fat Tiger was still fierce, and any middle-rank demon who dared to approach here would be chased away or bitten to death. Fat Tiger faithfully fulfilled his master’s instructions.
However, despite this situation lasting for a long time, the situation changed about forty days ago.
A powerful balor, a flame demon, appeared near the territory!
Balors could be said to be one of the more famous demon races among the Abyss demons. Their massive bodies were burning with raging flames, and they had huge demon horns and hideous faces. Their weapons were usually flame whips or flame swords. They were notorious for being hot-tempered and easily angered. In many myths and legends of numerous worlds, they appeared as the representative of demons. And in the Abyss, they were also recognized as powerful. The demons of this race had relatively strong bloodlines, and they could often smoothly promote to high-rank demons.
Balors were a kind of elemental demon and the archenemies of frost demons. Fire and water were incompatible, and it was vividly portrayed between balors and frost demons. Even many demon lords felt that if they wanted to recruit an army without internal conflicts, they could not recruit balors if they recruited frost demons, and vice-versa.
This balor that appeared near the territory was a guy about to promote to high-rank demon. He seemed to have been wandering in the middle Abyss for a long time. Along the way, his huge body left long-lasting flame trails on the ground, forming a flame-like path, and the demons that encountered him either died or avoided him in fear. It could be said that this flame demon was a walking flame.
When he passed by Roy’s territory, Fat Tiger glared at him from afar in order to protect the territory, afraid that he would break into it.
Facing a hellhound, the balor actually looked down on it and had not thought of staying. But unfortunately, just as the balor was about to leave the territory, a scorching wind blew over and spread Fat Tiger’s scent!
This balor immediately stopped. He could smell the scent coming from the wind. In fact, his sense of smell was not very sensitive, but out of his sensitivity to natural enemies, he could smell the unique scent of frost demons from Fat Tiger’s smell.
When he realized that there was actually a frost demon nearby, the balor immediately ignited his fighting spirit. He turned around and slowly walked back.
Fat Tiger realized that something was wrong. He immediately bared his teeth and roared at the flame demon, warning him not to get close. However, the flame demon laughed sinisterly and whipped his whip at Fat Tiger.
Fat Tiger, who had good combat awareness, immediately jumped away and launched a counterattack. His frost head opened its mouth and shot ice bullets at the flame demon.
Fat Tiger’s three heads had frost, fire, and venom attacks. Without a doubt, fire attacks were useless against flame demons, and the venom was the same. In front of the burning body, the venom would evaporate before it even hit the flame demon. Only frost attacks could cause some damage to the flame demon. Unfortunately, Fat Tiger’s frost power was not as strong as Roy’s. Against a natural enemy of frost demons like the flame demon, its frost power was not enough!
The balor waved his hand and turned Fat Tiger’s ice bullets into wisps of blue smoke. Then he sneered, stretched out his finger, and hooked it at Fat Tiger’s position!
Boom! An explosive pillar of fire rose from the ground where Fat Tiger was. If Fat Tiger had not dodged quickly, he would have been hit!
This balor did not approach him. He just stood on the spot and continuously used magic to create huge flame pillars that spewed out like oil blowouts, forcing Fat Tiger to flee in all directions.
Fat Tiger had no choice but to spread his wings and fly up. He flew over in the sky and looked down at the flame demon. But unexpectedly, the flame demon did not dodge and let Fat Tiger pounce on him.
Fat Tiger had just landed on the flame demon’s shoulder, but before he could open his mouths and bite down, a burnt smell came from the soles of his feet. Fat Tiger screamed and flew up again, only to find that the soles of his feet had been burned!
To Fat Tiger, this flame demon was like a porcupine, and the high-temperature flames all over his body were his armor. It was the first time Fat Tiger had encountered such a troublesome enemy. After fighting for a long time, he realized that he was only passively taking hits, and he could not hurt the opponent at all.
If there were any shortcomings of this flame demon, it might be that his movements were slow, and he could not fly. After suffering an enormous loss, Fat Tiger did not dare to continue fighting, so he hurriedly spread his wings and flew away.
When he encountered a powerful enemy, he could not care less about the territory being invaded…
However, something even worse was yet to come. Fat Tiger did not expect that the flame demon did not intend to leave but stayed here and wandered around Roy’s territory every day.
Fat Tiger needed to eat as well, and he had to look for food every once in a while. However, ever since the flame demon wandered around here, Fat Tiger would frequently encounter him whenever he went out for food. Every time he ran into the balor, he would be hunted down by the flame demon. With his mobility, Fat Tiger was able to escape most of the time. But under the magic attacks of the flame demon, he would sometimes suffer injuries and escape miserably.
Over time, Fat Tiger learned his lesson. Every time he went out, he first had to see if the flame demon was nearby. Moreover, he would cover the entrance of the cave after he went out. He knew very well that this flame demon was probably here for his Master Roy. Once the balor found out where the cave residence was, he would destroy it, and when Master Roy returned, he would have no home…
After flying for about five kilometers, Fat Tiger saw a monster below, so he immediately pounced on it. His three heads bit the monster’s neck fiercely and bit it off so that it would stop struggling completely. Then he lay down and began to eat and enjoy the soul.
After he was full, Fat Tiger stood up, shook his entire body, getting rid of the blood on him, and then slowly turned back.
When he was about to reach home, Fat Tiger was stunned because he saw that the balor had appeared not far away. And this time, he was at the entrance of the cave!
Still find it?! Fat Tiger’s three heads looked at each other and then charged at the flame demon without hesitation.
This time! Must chase him away!
Seeing Fat Tiger rushing over and continuously firing frost attacks at him, the balor laughed sinisterly and shouted, “Stupid dog! Overestimating yourself!”
A wall of flames emerged in front of the flame demon, blocking all of Fat Tiger’s frost attacks. After the ice bullets and icicles touched the fire wall, they all evaporated.
At the same time, a huge fire pillar appeared under Fat Tiger’s feet, forcing him to fly up again. As he circled above the flame demon’s head, he shot out ice bullets, looking as though he was planning on fighting to the death with the flame demon.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, the flame demon waved his right hand, and a giant flame fist suddenly appeared in the air and smashed down at Fat Tiger! The flame demon and Fat Tiger had exchanged blows many times, but this was the first time that the flame demon had demonstrated an anti-air attack. Caught off guard, Fat Tiger was hit by the flame fist and immediately fell from the sky while whimpering.
After landing, Fat Tiger could not get up for a long time. His back was scorched black by the high temperature of the giant flame fist, and his pair of wings was in an appalling state.
But even so, Fat Tiger still forced himself to stand up again and spat a mouthful of cold air at the flame demon.
With a sneer, the balor incinerated the cold air. He stretched out his finger and scratched his chest, as though this attack had only tickled him. After he finished scratching, he flung Fat Tiger away.
Fat Tiger was sent flying dozens of meters away. He rolled in the air countless times before smashing into the ground with a bang.
The flame demon slowly walked over, stretched out two fingers, and pulled Fat Tiger out of the pit. He looked at Fat Tiger and sneered. “I thought that there was a frost demon raising you, but it seems like you’ve been abandoned! That’s fine. Since I can’t find the frost demon, then I’ll eat you! The last time I ate a hellhound seemed to be two years ago…” With that, he lifted Fat Tiger and placed him above his head. Then he opened his mouth that was still burning with flames and prepared to throw Fat Tiger into his mouth.
But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared on Fat Tiger’s body. It came and went quickly and soon disappeared.
The flame demon saw it and was stunned for a moment. He gently shook Fat Tiger’s body but found nothing out of the ordinary, so he no longer cared and opened his mouth again, prepared to eat.
But at this moment, with a crisp sound, half of the tip of a sword stained with purple demon blood emerged from the flame demon’s chest. The strong cold aura contained in the blade even dispersed the flames on the flame demon’s chest…
At the same time, a cold voice came from behind. “What are you doing to my dog?”
