This is the wolf pack.

The dark blade suddenly had an illusion that he was in the cold icy forest of Siberia, and at night, a pair of green eyes looked at him in the darkness.

He was surrounded by a pack of wolves, or he broke into the territory of the pack of wolves.

The fight came in an instant, and the fight between humans and beasts was only the most primitive life and death under the action of cold weapons. The dagger of the dark blade cut the throats of the beasts, but his whole body was also bitten by the beasts, like a rag doll.

The smell of blood spread in the mist, and the pungent smell of rust was filled with the fishy and sweet smell. This abandoned garage instantly became the most tragic battlefield. Cedric was worried for no reason. It was the first time he had encountered such a fierce battle.

Eisenwell and the "Grandmaster" in Yan Gun's mouth seemed to be vivid. It was not just a description, but a throne made of corpses. Are you really the one sitting upright on that throne?

Cedric couldn't help asking, but the next moment his body was swept away from the shady force.

The dark blade was already biting by the wolf pack like a giant wheel in a storm, sinking little by little, and the shadow that bound him naturally no longer had the absolute power of the previous one.

Carrying him was a young man holding a warhammer. He said with a relaxed smile, "After this mission is over, the boss must support him well."

"Hey, don't set up FLAG." Cedric finally couldn't help but speak, "Are there no one to be on-the-job training with the Lord God?"

The crazy wolf was stunned and said with a smile, "That's true."

After saying that, he ran out at a faster speed. Eisenwell's members were already restricted, and it seemed that victory was right in front of him.

"We won." Alice smiled at the Silver Dragon, and the condensed ice shield blocked the opponent's unstoppable fist.

"Not necessarily." Silver Dragon said coldly.

"Did you forget me?" The smoke gun rang beside the two of them with a decadent voice. The crazy wolf's face changed wildly. His eyes were red, his hair was soaring all over his body, and his muscles swelled, and he instantly became a giant wolf standing up.

"It's too late, the fog is not only the best battlefield for your wolves, but also mine." A red-skinned ghost claw poked out from the back of the crazy wolf, and the blood-red heart was cut out. The face of the smoke gun was crying and laughing. He bit his heart and laughed, "It turns out that the heart of the prey will taste better after exercise."

"Boss, catch it!" The crazy wolf held Cedric's right arm muscles and pirated Cedric in the direction of the Wolf Warrior.

He turned around and roared, hugging the half-demonized smoke gun with his arms.

"You're too weak."

The smoke gun inserted his claws into his body without any hesitation, tearing him in half, and his blood was like a flying flower, dyeing the smoke gun's whole body red.

"Earth!" A giant bear's phantom appeared behind Eisenwell, and the gravity around it increased fourfold in an instant, nailing the warrior to its original position.

"Mad Wolf!" The death of his companion completely inspired the [crazy transformation] of the Wolf Warrior. His capillaries were broken, and the blood that gushed out instantly rose and was absorbed by his body.

Second section of crazy change, Eisenwell calmly judged in his heart that with the other party's strength, it should be the ultimate in this world that he can do at this time, even if the object of his cooperation is the master of this world.

The power of the Mad Wolf before his death was obviously not enough to send Cedric to safety. He stumbled up from the ground, and the sadness and viciousness in his eyes flashed away. The group of dogs were waiting for me.

He ran out of the battlefield without any hesitation. Only by leaving the battlefield can he have a chance to take revenge.

"Good eyes, but unfortunately I'm still a little bit of strength and cunning." The sound of the smoke gun sounded in Cedric's ears, and the cold claws stroked his face, leaving blood marks, dragging him into deeper despair.

At this time, the smoke gun was completely gone, and two sarcoma were raised on his neck, as if something was twisting to break out of his body.

"Run!" The wolf's roar was like substance. After [Second Madness], he finally broke free from Eisenwell's shackles. The steel blade swept over like a curtain like a smoke gun, and the cold sword light and boiling blood merged into one.

A shrill whimper sounded in the air, just like the whine of a wolf.

The smoker showed fierceness on his face, but instead of retreating, the human blood stained with him turned into blasphemy words.

"Arrogance gives me self-knowledge."

"Greed, give me rationality."

"Jealousy gives me emotion."

"Glut eat, give me meat."

"Laced, give me bones."

"Give me blood with joy."

"Give me skin anger."

"I am the original sin!"

Two sarcomas on his neck grew and formed instantly, and the two newborn heads were smiling and the other angry, both looking at the wolf warrior.

The bone claws grew and blocked the sword light that slashed vertically. The two had a stalemate for a while, and the white bones were broken, and the sword light fell down with an unstoppable momentum like bloody thunder.

The head in the middle of the smoke gun was divided into two, but the Wolf's blade was also stuck in the chest cavity. A blood-red heart was beating at the crescent sternum, and the cut claws grew viscous flesh and blood, grabbing Wolf's arms.

But one of his heads on both sides was ecstatic, "Catch him, grab him!"

One was furious, "Eisenwell, what are you waiting for, I can't hold on anymore?"

Do you use your bloodline to lose control to burst out your own power? Eisenwell instantly understood the state of the smoke gun at this time and knew that this was an excellent time.

"Bastard! I want you all to die!" Cedric suddenly roared, and an opaque twenty-sided dice appeared in his hand. The dice was thrown into the air, drawing a graceful arc.

The power of fate begins to fall with the dice.

Eisenwell, who had spared his energy to observe the battlefield, certainly noticed this.

It turns out that this is your backup plan!

A smile appeared on the corner of His mouth.

A transparent figure appeared and headed straight for Cedric and the twenty-sided dice. This was the "assassinator" of Eisenwell's team. The Dark Blade was actually the strong attacker of their adventure team.

And He had enough time to deal with the warrior. The bear spirit and the lion spirit roared behind him, gathered in His arms, and rushed towards the warrior who was restricted by the smoke gun with irresistible power.

The next moment, the war wolf roared, pulling his arms out of the blood and blood of the smoke gun, tearing his arm muscles, revealing the lush white bones.

With the huge force, he threw the smoker directly in the direction of Eisenwell, trying to hinder Eisenwell's attack.

Is it already the end of the power?

The smile at the corner of Eisenwell's mouth spread, like a hunter who was surrounding wild animals, and all the struggles of the warrior made him find the hunt even more interesting.

Seeing the flying smoke gun, Eisenwell frowned. The other party was useful. His power gathered and easily caught the smoke gun in the air.

The next moment, His smile froze.
Chapter completed!