In the face of the hard and sharp metal, the defense that the Hairy Rhinoceros was so proud of became meaningless.
Its heavy body showed its drawbacks at this moment.
The slender, tiny, and strange animal that knew no fear wandered beside it, attacking it bit by bit with claws or fangs of unknown shape.
Pain could not awaken the rationality of the Hairy Rhinoceros.
After all, compared to the Mammoth, the threat from humans still seemed far too small.
In this era, Homo sapiens had not truly risen, using hordes of shouts and long spears as dense as raindrops to cast a shadow of fear in the hearts of prehistoric beasts.
A dull perception of pain and a savage temperament were weapons against fierce beasts.
However, when faced with Chen Zhou, these "weapons" became the scythe of death.
