"Damn...what creatures are these things? They are so fast and their power is so amazing..."

Weaver is a warrior, a second-level human warrior, a warrior without any force, using a long sword, and his strength is average, and he can't find it even if he throws it into the crowd... But Weaver was very unlucky today because when he was eating at a food stall, he heard his friend say that there was a cheap price outside the city to pick it up. He immediately rushed out of the west gate, but when he came there, the battle had already ended. He found nothing except the corpses of monsters on the ground... And his friend touched a ring from under the corpse of a monster, one by one, and a ring at the first level. Although the level was very low, it was still an accessories. He could buy one or two golds in the market, which was better than he hadn't gotten anything now...

But that's not all. Just when he was about to leave with his friend, a group of inexplicable creatures suddenly came out of the dense forest, and his friend gloriously "landed the moon" in the first attack. However, at least he had gained some benefits, not too much loss, but he was miserable... Being surrounded by this place, although he formed a "more" cooperating formation with the people around him, the fate of destruction could not be avoided under the encirclement of the terrifying creatures. Seeing the people around him fall one by one, Weaver's hands were becoming increasingly weak... He had thought of repelling this group of creatures, but in fact, many people had this idea. After all, the number of this group of creatures was only about one hundred. Compared with the players, it was just a drop in the ocean, but when they really fought with them, they realized how serious they were wrong...

Puff!

Another player was cut by his claws and fell heavily to the ground. At this time, the players around Weaver did not have more than one hundred people, but now there were only more than ten people left. All of this was just what happened within three minutes... That's right, the speed of these creatures was very terrifying. According to Weaver's estimate, the speed of these werewolf should be similar to that of a third-level assassin. At the same time, they also have the wild instinct that players do not have. They have intuition-like attacks from the side. It is very difficult for players to hit them... Moreover, the hell werewolf not only has amazing speed, but also has terrifying power. The two claws can almost break the defense of all players present, especially those players wearing robes and leather armor. As long as they are rubbed a little by the claws, they will basically die. Even if they are lucky enough to die, they must be seriously injured...

"Breaking the Wind Slash!"

Suddenly, a hell werewolf suddenly passed by Weaver, and his claws were even covered with a trace of blood and flesh. Although he didn't know that the unlucky man became their victim, Weaver definitely did not want him to be the next one, so he suddenly burst out with a reaction force beyond his potential. The moment the werewolf passed by him, he suddenly raised his long sword and slashed it hard...

Puff!

Weaver was sure that this was definitely the best cut in the game. The sword that condensed all his potential did not disappoint the master's expectations. He pulled a long hole on the left shoulder of the hell werewolf, almost cutting off the entire left arm of the werewolf. However, the werewolf did not make any sound, as if the knife was not slashing on it, and still rushed forward a few steps, then suddenly stopped his body, turned around and stared at the person who dared to hurt him with the three eyes full of killing**.

Puff...hiss...

Although he cut the werewolf with a knife, Weaver did not have any expression of happiness, because in addition to speed and strength, the most terrifying thing about these creatures was the almost perverted recovery. In the few seconds after stopping, countless blood-red tentacles like vines quickly emerged from the wounds of the hell werewolf and healed the entire wound quickly... Weaver didn't know whether the health points of these creatures were also recovering when the wounds healed. If the health points of this creature were recovering at this speed, Weaver was sure... There wouldn't be many players present today who could walk back to the city alive...

Ao!

After the wound was basically recovered, the hell werewolf howled, then kicked his legs suddenly, and quickly attacked the human who dared to hurt it like a cannonball. Faced with the attack of the hell werewolf, Weaver could only concentrate his energy as much as possible, but unfortunately his trembling hands showed his true state...

"drink!"

bump!

The moment the werewolf was about to rush in front of him, Weaver took a deep breath, then shouted and slashed hard at the werewolf's head. Unfortunately, his attack was not successful this time, because the Hell werewolf suddenly twisted his body the moment he cut off the long sword, and shook it to Weaver's right side in an incredible posture. Weaver's long sword could only fall heavily to the ground, and sighed regretfully...

"This time is over..."

Watching the shining cold light gradually expanding in his pupils, Weaver knew that he should be ready to land on the moon, so he slowly closed his eyes, but just as the claw was about to touch his neck, an angry voice suddenly rang near him, and was accompanied by a whistling wind...

"Arrow of the Storm!"

Puff...

Oh...

Then before Weaver had time to open his eyes, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew from his left side, and then he flew backwards, and then he landed heavily a few meters away. Then there were waves of wailing, and the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh and blood quickly reached his ears...

"This is……"

As soon as Weaver opened his eyes, he saw that there was an extra tornado that was nearly one meter thick at his original location. There seemed to be a red figure struggling in the tornado. A few meters away from him, a group of elves holding longbows, thin swords and staff were looking at the figure in the tornado, and there was a badge carved with tulips on their chests...

boom……

Suddenly, the tornado suddenly burst open, and countless wind blades quickly splashed around. Fortunately, there were no players there, so there was no accidental injury. The hell werewolf who was swept into the tornado immediately fell heavily on the ground. At this time, its body had no complete skin, and its whole body seemed to have been slapped by silence. But when everyone was shocked, in just a few seconds, the hell werewolf slowly climbed up from the ground. Although it still looked weak, it was enough to surprise everyone...

"These mutated werewolf... are like cockroaches. Who gave them this power..."

Looking at the hell werewolf who was slowly recovering, the group of elves with tulip badges were shocked, especially the male elf holding a black longbow in his hand. Because as the leader and the initiator of the attack, he naturally knew the power of that skill, which could kill any third-level creatures in seconds...

"The flame snake dances wildly..."

Suddenly, a dancing fire snake suddenly rolled towards it from the right side of the hell werewolf. Before the werewolf could react, it turned it into a pile of burning ashes...

"Everyone from the Marigold Guard... these things are much more complicated than you think."

Just as everyone was looking for the initiator of the attack, a cold voice suddenly sounded, followed by a mage wearing a red robe and an elf with four long swords on his waist slowly walked towards the group of elves from the right. The elf leader holding a long bow seemed to know these two people. He then smiled slightly, waved to the other party in a friendly manner, and said loudly:

"Isn't this the Goddess of Liberty [Master Tongyun] Constantine and [Blade-tip Dancer] Veronaya? It seems that you haven't had a good sleep either..."

"Oh...Zoning, you know too. There are always some wild cats and dogs, and they are shouting outside the window. How can we sleep?"

The elf named Veronaya seemed to know the elf holding a longbow. After he came to the elf, he immediately started to joke with the other party. However, the elf obviously didn't want to joke much now. After a few greetings with Veronaya, he walked to a corpse of hell werewolf whose head had just been cut off. He said to Constantine, who was squatting on the ground and looking at the corpse of hell werewolf:

"Mr. Constantine, do you know these things? The captain just said...these things are the gnolls just now."

"Well... Valkyrie is right. These creatures are indeed gnolls before they mutate..."

Constantine did not look up, but continued to check the body seriously. Zoning was not angry because of the other party's actions, but asked sincerely:

"Do you... know why these werewolfs became like this? What force is at work?"

“Well…it’s very complicated…”

Constantine frowned slightly, then whispered thoughtfully:

"...These creatures should have mutated not long ago, and their bodies were almost comprehensively strengthened...speed, strength, reaction, recovery... and even combat instinct. Such perfect strengthening is really incredible... and it seems that there are no side effects. Not only did these zombies not lose their minds, but instead knew how to hunt better than before... and their hell bloodlines were also activated and they became semi-hell creatures... well... it was so weird..."

Seeing that the mage seemed to be trapped in the doubts of his own organization, Zunning wiped the sweat from his head awkwardly, and then whispered:

"Mr. Constantine, what is that..."

"Biotechnology, no...it should be more than that. These creatures actually have a faint sense of death aura on them, which may also be related to the undead spell..."

Before Zoning finished speaking, Constantine had already told the other party about his answer. As a result, Zoning suddenly fell into deep thought, but not long after, he said softly:

"The zombies used magic items before, right? Plus biotechnology..."

"No need to guess... Even if I am not from the Federation, the person who dominates everything tonight should have great connections with the Federation... But my status in the Federation is not very high, and I don't know many things..."

After Constantine finished speaking, she slowly stood up and glanced around. At this time, many powerful players had joined the battle. The casualties of Hell werewolf finally began to increase greatly, and some experts who received the news were also rushing to this place. After killing hundreds of players, Hell werewolf seemed to be about to usher in destruction...
Chapter completed!