Lion King’s Adopted Son

In the next few days, the heavy rain did not stop, but it tended to get worse. A lot of accumulated rainwater was too late to flow down the mountain and poured into the cave where everyone lived.

The food problem has not yet been resolved, but there is a crisis in survival.

Mulberry, who had just returned from hunting, said with anxiety, a thin-skinned hare, worryingly, "This will not work, can we change to a cave?"

The patriarch's brows were almost locked into a streamer: "You also know the surroundings very well, it should be clear that there is no cave nearby that can accommodate so many of us except for this cave. And the hills are more and more inward The lower it is. I'm afraid it has already been filled with rain. "

They had wanted to wait for the rain to stop before continuing to climb the mountains and mountains, but who could have thought that the rain kept falling, they were trapped here and became trapped beasts.

Now that the food in the clan has reached the bottom, people who go out for hunting often don't catch much prey. If they can't go out again, they will really be trapped in this cave. Of course, they are more likely to be drowned before starving to death.

Looking at the water in the cave that had no knees, the patriarch thought with a grin.

"Can't go on like this, and continue to wait, just sit back and wait. Choosing to go out or stay in it is just the difference between early death and later death." Pascal suddenly stood up and went out.

"Wait, it's dangerous to try to climb over this mountain now, don't go! Someone in my friends climbed the mountain in this kind of weather and fell off the mountain!" Sang stopped Pascal loudly, In his view, Pascal's behavior was to death.

Although he understood that Pascal was right, if everyone could die late, everyone would be willing to live longer. After all, the waiting period may turn around.

As soon as Pascal came out of the cave, he took a breath from the sight in front of him.

A large block of rain fell on the protective cover around him severely, and the situation was astonishing, but he couldn't feel these, he just stared at his feet.

The turbulent and turbulent floods did not recede slowly. These floods continued to swirl down the mountain, forming vortices, and the water surface continued to rise. When he went out hunting the day before yesterday, the water had just passed the foot of the mountain, but today, the water has reached the mountainside, only half a person away from where Pascal stood!

If they don't want to leave anymore, I'm afraid they won't be flooded by these floods in the evening!

How could this be!

Why is this place that has never been flooded suddenly attacked by floods this year?

Pascal, the source of the flood, has also seen it. According to the amount of snow there, although it may cause floods, it will not be as large as it is now.

The situation in front of them appeared to be like God deliberately trying to kill them.

Pascal's fists were clenched fiercely, no, the most important thing now is to escape from here first, and investigating this unusual flood has no meaning to them at present. They have to live first before they can think more.

Now that the situation is very critical, even a minute and a second can't be delayed.

Pascal walked quickly into the cave and told the patriarch what he saw on the horizon.

"How is it possible!" Sang obviously didn't believe all this, and he ran out of the cave quickly: "When I was just hunting, I clearly saw that the flood was still some distance away from us ..."

With the scene in front of him, his words stopped abruptly. The patriarch followed him, and when he saw the sight in front of him, his anxiety was almost condensed into substance. The orcs and sub-beasts who heard Pascal's words and followed them began to cry in fear and despair. On the contrary, the patriarch recovered some sense and calmness.

At this time, anyone can panic. Only he can't panic. His people are still watching him! He must find a way to take them safely out of here!

He turned to a hunter who often hunted on this hill-an orc named Jay. This orc sometimes takes things out of the clan and sells them. Similarly, he will bring back some things for his clan from the outside.

The patriarch knows that if they still have a vitality now, then this vitality must be tied to Jay.

"I know that there is a passage nearby to the outside, can you tell where it is?" The clan leader asked.

He didn't go out much, so he was far less familiar with the terrain. If it hadn't been raining heavily and his sight had been severely affected, perhaps he would have been able to find where that passage was. But now, it has become completely impossible for him.

"I know where it is." Jay's lips were very pale. "But its entrance is close to the top of the mountain. It's raining now and the mountain wall is so slippery that we can't climb at all." It is also for this reason that he did not take the initiative Mention the passage to the patriarch.

The patriarch's eyes were dim.

Are they left with only one way to climb the mountain? In this kind of weather, if you want to forcibly climb the mountain wall, it is a very dangerous thing for the orc, let alone an Asian beast that is not as good as the orc in all aspects. If he wanted to escape by climbing the mountain, it meant that he had to make up his mind to abandon most Asian beasts ...

No, the patriarch severely wiped the rain on his face.

In any case, they cannot abandon their companions! If he wants to live, he must sell his conscience. He would rather die here together!

At this point, Pascal spoke, and unlike the obvious panic around him, his voice was still very smooth. There seemed to be an infectious effect on his body that would calm those who talked to him: "That passage is top down, isn't it? So, where is that passage at this height?" He Looking at Jella: "Can you feel it?"

"Come into the hole with me." Jay pulled Pascal's trousers, then stood up and walked into the cave first-now it is no longer possible to continue walking on all fours, the rain will flood it.

Pascal saw that it was going very hard, and as soon as his arms were caught, he took a small thing into his arm.

Pascal followed Gera's direction to the deepest part of the cave. The people of the orc tribe were influenced by Pascal, felt that they might still be saved, and came in with a hint of hope.

It stretched out its claws and made a gesture in a certain direction deep in the cave: "I can feel a hollow place nearby ... well, there are about half a cave so far from here, I wonder if it is there? "Gela Jella hasn't seen any other caves, and of course its reference is the cave in which he is currently located:" But there may be another cave there. "It was not so sure.

"Ah, I remember, the cave is really not far from us at this height!" Jay's eyes flashed a strong light, but the light soon went out, he shook his head: "Even if That is the case, and we cannot escape from that passage. "

The distance of half a cave seems not far away, but it will take a few days to dig by hand. What's more, the cave where they are located is actually very deep, even if it is only half a distance away, it is an impossible task for the orcs to dig in by hand.

Moreover, judging from the rising speed of the flood, they can't wait that long.

"Since it's in that direction, it's easy to handle." Pascal took the lead to the mountain wall, and he couldn't care whether his ability would be exposed. He folded his hands on his chest, and there was a large area. The flame spread from his overlapping arms to the mountain wall, and there was a big gap in the mountain wall instantly.

The orcs suddenly lighted up.

Pascal turned his head: "Do you have anyone who has the Force, come and help me dig the tunnel together!"

The orcs with the original force accounted for half of the orcs, and after hearing Pascal's words, they came forward to work with Pascal. But most of their original forces are very weak. They can't make a hole like Pascal in one move. They can only accumulate less, but they are better than nothing. Even the orcs without the force are silently digging the mountain wall with their bare hands, trying to give themselves, and also to give their companions more life.

Soon, one of them ran out of force. But these orcs who have exhausted the original force did not rush to rest, but instead learned that those orcs without the original force began to dig the mountain walls with their bare hands. Even if their hands were dripping with blood, they seemed to feel completely invisible. I didn't mean to stop.

No one is tired and tired, and now everyone is racing hard against time.

Sang and some Asian beasts also joined them. Although they are not as powerful as the orcs, they do not want to hide behind the orcs before the crisis of the entire tribe, and they also want to make a small contribution. Maybe their power is insignificant, but what does it matter? As long as there are hundreds or thousands of such insignificant powers, they can have more vitality!

The orcs and Asian beasts may not be powerful, and their results are far less amazing than those of Pascal and Claire, who have elemental power, but their perseverance is daunting.

After a while, they really cut a big hole on the mountain wall.

Before everyone could cheer, they heard Karen, who was hiding in the corner with the two Asian beasts, shouting in horror: "It's too late! It's too late! Hong, the flood is almost here!"