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Compared to being suspended in mid-air by a rope with just one hand, lying on this branch felt like a blessing. After realizing I couldn't turn over, I accepted my position and comforted myself mentally: at least it looked cool.
The rain fell unimpeded on my face, and I had to stretch my head forward to open my eyes. The raindrops flowed like a curtain across my vision, making everything appear somewhat blurry. Fortunately, I was close enough to the Banyan Tree across from me, especially the Lao People perched at the treetop, who seemed so near that I felt I could leap over to them.
However, the Lao People did not take that risk. I saw him straining to pull something, and following the direction of his effort, I noticed a thick object connecting the two trees. The rain was too heavy for me to look up properly, but I vaguely sensed that it wasn't the climbing rope we had brought; it was much thicker.
Suddenly, the Lao People stood up. He actually stood on the treetop and then seemed to bounce up as if there were springs under his feet, arcing through the air before landing on a branch above me. It became clear in an instant that he had used the tree's resilience to jump over. His method was indeed clever.
The branch above me suddenly dipped down with a whoosh as the Lao People wrapped his legs around it like a monkey and grabbed hold of what turned out to be his belt. The Lao People's belt was actually a wide, long piece of cloth that could wrap around his waist several times. While shaking his belt in one hand, he shouted loudly at Buasong.
At that moment, Buasong was already climbing towards the treetop. The giant python had slammed into the trunk several times without killing itself and suddenly made an even more bizarre move. Its body wriggled before it expelled a bloody mass. Was it spitting blood out of anger?
I quickly dismissed that notion as within the bloody mass emerged a white light. The giant python had expelled a Signal Flare.
Even though the giant python had released the Signal Flare, the phosphorus fire that had erupted from its body moments ago had already inflicted significant damage on it. Just looking at that bloody mass made my heart race; it was fresh blood flowing from its body, not remnants from its stomach.
The giant python swayed its body as the rain diluted the blood, washing it down the trunk of the great Banyan Tree. I couldn't tell if this injury would weaken its presence, but there was no doubt that its ferocity had increased significantly. After shaking its head for a moment, it immediately locked onto Buasong, the nearest person, coiling around the trunk before diving into the canopy of the Banyan Tree.
Now it was a race between Buasong and the giant python. I watched anxiously as the python rapidly approached Buasong, my heart racing with tension. The Lao People climbed quickly and nimbly, soon nearing the treetop.
What I needed to pray for now was that the branch wouldn't break under the weight of the giant python because once it reached the canopy, everything would be weighed down significantly. I didn't believe that the canopy could withstand such weight, especially at its tips. Buasong not only had to outrun the python but also needed to escape from the Banyan Tree before it reached him; otherwise, he risked falling with any branches that might snap under pressure.
Upon reaching the treetop, the speed of the giant python increased. It seemed oblivious to danger or perhaps unable to see what lay ahead; more than half of its body coiled onto the canopy. Its forked tongue flicked in and out rapidly, and I could see each time it extended its tongue brought forth another spray of blood. Even in such a wounded state, it continued to fight fiercely; just watching made me feel overwhelmed.
The treetop suddenly sank, and the python's body pressed against the tree branch that Buasong was climbing. My heart sank. I was facing Buasong, because the treetop was suddenly lowered, and Buasong was facing me at almost the same height as me. But he didn't seem to be looking at me, but at another Lao People. At this time, I heard Lao People shout something, and then the wide cloth belt flew out in front of my eyes. At the same time, I saw Buasong leap forward and jump towards me. I was stunned. It seemed like I should open my arms and hug him, but I couldn't. I was the first to fall when I let go. Buasong pounced on the wide cloth belt and grabbed it accurately. With this inertia, Buasong grabbed the wide cloth belt and flew towards me. I watched the flying Buasong helplessly, unable to make any move, not even able to protect the lower body, which is most easily injured. I just hope I don't get hit by him or knocked unconscious. But I soon realized that this worry was unnecessary. The more dangerous thing was not being hit by him, but the giant python following Buasong. Buasong jumped away from the Banyan Tree but did not let the giant python give up the pursuit. Similarly, Buasong's departure from the Banyan Tree treetop did not reduce the heavy pressure on the Banyan Tree treetop. The giant python quickly pounced on the moment Buasong jumped away, which not only supplemented the Buasong share. The weight also presses the branch of Banyan Tree lower. The giant python is currently a little lower than us. It quickly pokes its head out from the treetops, opens its bloody mouth, and pounces towards Buasong as if its upper body is equipped with a spring. Blood spurted out as soon as the python opened its mouth. I really can’t understand the behavior of these lowly creatures. I guess even if it swallows Buasong, its stomach full of holes will not be able to digest this meal. Buasong was obviously aware of the danger behind him. He climbed up twice with force while swinging over. In fact, this had no effect. At most, he would not collide with me, and he could not avoid the speed of the giant python. . I have to do something, and I am ready to do something, but no matter what I do at the moment, it is extremely challenging for me. Apart from the good view, my posture has no advantages. The most terrible thing is that I cannot maintain balance. Even so, I am prepared to give it a try. I cannot face the death of a living person in front of my eyes. Although this matter is extremely challenging for me, it is not impossible to succeed. My right hand used strength again. Originally, I was thrown over by Lao People, lying on my back on a mat of branches and leaves. My limbs were spread apart to share the weight, but my right arm was thrown into a naturally formed position. Now not only my right arm, but also the right side of my body is almost disabled, making it difficult to use my strength. But now it was up to him to maintain his balance. He grabbed a branch with his right hand, released his left hand at the same time, took out the pistol from an awkward angle, put the gun under his armpit and loaded it with one hand. After these simple actions, I almost collapsed. I had to hold the gun with my dislocated right arm while not letting go of the branch, which made me sweat all over in pain.
I quickly aimed the Muzzle at the giant python while I was still able to maintain my composure.
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