Before any legion attacks, it will inevitably send secret talks to gather information, especially scouts sent to enemy countries in the event of a war against the country.

The situation that Gilneth could barely hold on to collapsed in almost a day, and the war took place so quickly that even the most experienced generals were stunned, perhaps because they had underestimated the speed at which werewolves were gathering, or perhaps because they were waiting for something planned.

But the reason why an accident is called an accident is its uncertainty.

The war between Bloodfang and Moon Fury was bound to happen, but no one expected that everything would be concentrated in one day, even to the point that the most elite agents would not have time to send back the news.

This is a small village near the Volcanic Mines, the Wall of Greymane and Lake Neil, since this was previously the territory of the Lunafury Werewolves, there are still a small number of humans living here, the Lunafury Werewolves will not harm them, and they will not allow the Bloodfang Werewolves to harm these fleeing, but now, everything is ruined by the war!

The entire village was shrouded in blood and flames, and the number of Moon Fury werewolves here was extremely small, and they could not fight against the Bloodfangs who were overwhelmingly superior in numbers, and the humans here were almost unable to resist in the face of those crazy werewolves.

"Get out!"

Little Timmy screamed, the double knives in his hands waved, one slashed at the werewolf's claws, rolled his body outward, jumped up, and then swung another knife to completely cut the werewolf's throat.

Although it was only a few seconds, the danger was already sending chills down Timmy's back, and the new royal agent even felt suffocated, but he hadn't forgotten his comrades, and after barely hacking a werewolf to death, he turned and ran into the alley behind him, and at the end of the alley, there was a burning room, which had collapsed most of it.

Timmy, who hails from Talon County in East Dalon Mill, is just 17 years old this year, and is the youngest agent to be sent to Gilneth by the royal family of Lordaeron this time.

It all happened so suddenly, but luckily, there was another companion besides little Timmy who survived.

"Ahem, Timmy, werewolves are sensitive to the smell of blood, you won't get far with me. ”

Rained Barsarome was carried on Timmy's back, and the two of them trudged along the dangerous forest towards the north, this gray-haired middle-aged man was Timmy's boss, one of the heads of the royal secret agents, he had just been seriously injured by the siege of three werewolves, if it wasn't for Timmy's last-minute break into the battlefield, he would have died directly there.

"I was told, Uncle Lenid, I'll take you back to Nanhai Town!"

Timmy gritted his teeth and said, then quickened his pace again, "I've sent a call for help, and the knights of the inner court will send someone to meet us!

"It's impossible to cross the Wall of Greymane in my current state, listen to me, Timmy, put me here, you leave quickly, Gilneth can't stay anymore, it's okay if Moon Fury wins, in case Bloodfang... After we go back, let the marshal withdraw our men as quickly as possible!"

The top of Lenid's head was covered with cold sweat, and his chest, which had just been scratched by the werewolf, was stuffy for a while, and in the forest behind him, a wild wolf howl sounded, and he took out a crystal from his close-fitting clothes with difficulty and stuffed it into Timmy's palm,

"Crush it and go!"

After saying that, he pushed hard, Tyr's body lost its balance, and the whole person threw himself forward, and then he saw Lenid surrounded by a dozen werewolves jumping from the branches, the old man supported his body with the knife in his hand, a scar almost penetrated his abdomen, and he shouted again to Timmy, who wanted to pounce,

"That stone can only teleport one person, get out of here! Leave me alone!

Timmy's footsteps stopped for a moment, and then he tried to rush into the battle circle at a faster speed, but the moment he raised his knife, a shadow came out of the forest behind him, and immediately cut a werewolf to the ground, and the sound of muskets from behind, and a few seconds later, a knight in a Gilneth uniform rushed up from behind, led by the leader in the dress, and annihilated all the werewolves.

But before Timmy, who was holding Lenid, thanked him, the teleportation stone in his hand was snatched by the pale knight leader, and Gofrey looked at the teleportation stone in his hand, raised his head, and stared at Timmy and Lenid with eagle-like eyes,

"Is this the teleportation stone that leads to Nanhai Town?"

"Who are you?"

Timmy asked loudly, and Goldfrey straightened his clothes and took a deep breath, "I'm Lord Vincent Goldfrey, the royal representative of Gilneis, and I'm going to meet Queen Kalliya now, and tell me, is this the teleportation stone to Southsea Town?"

"Why should you tell..."

"Alright, Timmy!"

The young man's peculiar impulse was stopped by Lenid, who knew more secrets, and the level of this weak spy was enough for him to know a lot of things, he stopped Timmy, then looked at Lord Highfrey in front of him, and whispered,

"You succeeded?"

The Lord's face changed, and then he shook his head, "No, it failed, but now there is a more important trouble than that, and I have to meet Her Majesty to solve the trouble, tell me, is this a teleportation stone to Nanhai Town?"

Lenid breathed heavily, he gritted his teeth,

"What kind of trouble?"

"We're already planning to take the initiative to blow up the Wall of Greymane and let your army into Gilneth... What kind of trouble do you say?"

Gao Frey's fists clenched, and time was running out of time, but the teleportation nodes to Lordaeron in Gilneth had all been shut down, otherwise he wouldn't need to talk so much to the two agents, and now, his patience was almost at the limit.

"Well, that's the teleportation stone to Nanhai Town!"

Lenid breathed a sigh of relief, and for the first time confirmed the location of the teleportation stone, and Gofrey immediately crushed it, and the whole person was surrounded by light, and before disappearing, his voice reached the ears of those around him.

"Xiude, take them to the flint mine to repair, don't wait for my order, just blast the wall of Greymane!"

Immediately after that, a knife wheel was placed around his neck, and he looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his hands and whispered to several Lordaeron officers in front of him,

"I am Lord Vincent Godfrey of Gilneth, I have an agreement with Marshal Gatherys, and I have brought a message from His Majesty Jean Greymane, Naga is invading the coast of Gilney, and we need the help of King Lordaeron's team!

Just as Gilneth's flame of hope is getting weaker and weaker, in the battlefield of the North Gate Forest, the battle between Verinde and Lylar is entering a real madness.

The gray body of the little wolf girl scurried quickly on the branches of the trees around her, which were already unrecognizable, like a real shadow in the gloomy air, and when she realized that her strength was completely incomparable to that of Lyral, she adopted the method of fighting, and the agility unique to the high-level werewolf allowed her to raise the advantage of speed to the limit.

It can be said that if it weren't for the high-level werewolf Leilar who was also a high-level werewolf with extreme resilience in front of her, any hero who used his strength to eat would have been completely defeated.

Dressed in blood-red robes, Lyral stood there with his arms bowed like a stone statue, with blood still flowing from his sharp claws, but even though he was incomparable, he also felt a headache in the face of the little wolf girl who had adjusted her tactics in time.

No matter how powerful he is, what's the use of not being able to hit someone? But since he is called the head wolf, he must have the patience and ruthlessness that a wolf should have when hunting, and his eyes are lowered, and he doesn't even care about the situation around the battlefield where the bloodtooth werewolves are defeated by the moonfury werewolves.

This is a battle between him and Verinde, and one person is bound to fall, but until then, use everything he has to tear apart the opponent, this is what the head wolf needs to consider, and, in a sense, the victory or defeat of Lelar and Verinde determines the ownership of the Luna Scythe, in fact, it also directly determines the outcome of the Moon Fury and the Blood Fang War.

The scythe that can awaken the soul of the werewolf, or can give the perfect werewolf form, is the treasure that will really determine the future of the two werewolf clans.

The indifferent Verinde is like a gray wolf hunting, she jumps quickly between the three trees, and finally her body appears behind Lelar as if she is teleporting, and where her claws tear the air, there is even a black spatial rift, which shows the true strength of the werewolf girl at this time.

"Bang"

Lelar's body swung backwards at this moment, and the dirt under his feet flew, like a deflection space, allowing his head and neck to dodge the blow, and his outstretched left arm appeared under Verinde's claws at the same time, meeting the incoming slash with flesh and blood, the bones of his small half of his arm were completely cut off at this moment, and the blood-red energy that lingered around the head wolf's body was also like a blade, sliding towards the little wolf girl who still wanted to continue attacking, and one of his hands grabbed the little wolf girl's right paw.

"You don't know anything about the power you have, little girl!"

Lelar smiled, he didn't care about the pain in his body, his left paw grabbed Verinde's arm, the sharp claws pierced into the flesh, full of corrosive blood-red power like a sickle, with a light touch, the flesh on the arm would be torn off a piece of it, but such an injury could not kill the little wolf girl, she bared her teeth, and the other paw that had just torn apart the head wolf's arm roared and cut through the air, and a gorgeous phantom slashed through the air, stabbing into Lelar's abdomen.

Piercing it in an instant, scorching blood spurted out of the wound, and the two of them had fought until now, and the blood that flowed out was comparable to the amount of blood that ten adults should have, but Lyral didn't care about the blow at all, on the contrary, the muscles in his abdomen contracted rapidly at this moment, like a strange claw, and before Verinde could pull out the claw, she imprisoned her palm in the bloody wound.

The little wolf girl's face changed, but before she could retreat, Lyral's other hand, which had almost a third cut off, grabbed her throat in an intact manner, and then threw her body to the ground.

"Bang"

The impact-type depression appeared in the battlefield of the two people, and the force was so huge that it was almost instantaneous, and it made Verinde feel breathless and painful!

She wanted to break free, but she couldn't, and her biggest speed advantage was nullified.

"Do you want to know what the easiest way to kill a high-ranking werewolf is? ”

Lylar's fingers tightened again, and the little wolf girl's body was lifted directly from the depression, and the strange voice of the head wolf also reached her ears at this time.

"Greet your drowning in the icy water, the pain of suffocation will call death, I have been waiting in the Emerald Dream for nearly 10,000 years... But Godring chose you anyway. ”

"Look at you, weak, vulnerable... I'll let that arrogant demigod know... It was the wrong choice!"

"Hey, hey, next, it's Godring!"