The green light dissipated, turned into nothingness and disappeared into the air, Bai Xuan broke free from the invisible shackles, his stiff body almost fell to the ground, and after experiencing the power of magic firsthand, he realized the power of magic again.

Moonwind had already arrived, and he walked past the warriors lying on the ground with his twin swords, leaving only one alive with the least injuries.

"Who are you?" Bai Xuan looked at the warrior.

The samurai's eyes widened, there was no blood on his face, and he couldn't imagine that things had suddenly come to this point.

This was originally just a sneak attack, and the target was the young chalk prince in front of him, and when they had no time to take care of anything else with the rift, find his position, let the captive swallow the capsule, and then let the captive kill the target, and the mission would be completed.

It sounded like a perfect plan, and even if it failed, they could quietly retreat, and as for the captives, it didn't matter if they were dead or alive, he didn't know who they were anyway.

So when the loud bang passed, they temporarily dropped their captives and rushed up the hill to try to see what was really going on in the battlefield.

However, all they saw was billowing smoke, and a man who had just gotten up from the ground.

This person is actually the target, His Royal Highness the Prince, who is said to be unable to even cultivate his fighting spirit.

It was so bizarre that it happened, but it happened, and they rushed forward.

This should be a siege and massacre without suspense.

But the result?

He can accept defeat, but he can't accept this inexplicable twist.

Chest tightness, chest pain, want to vomit blood.

The other party walked over, squatted down and looked at him, with a harmless face: "Isn't this question a little difficult?"

He didn't answer.

The other party raised his face and looked at the orc next to him: "Moon Wind, how do you usually solve this kind of problem?"

The orc shrugged and thrust the tip of his sword into his thigh, twisting it twice in a casual way.

"Whew!" a terrible scream rang out.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief when he got the signal, Motoyama, who was cleaning up the battlefield, jerked his head, but he immediately realized that it was not the voice of someone from his side.

After thinking about it, he walked up the hill anyway.

"It's a bit violent. Bai Xuan cupped his cheeks, "How is it, is there anything you want to say?"

"Yes......" the samurai replied weakly.

"Very well, then let's start again, who are you?"

"We're from the Misty Mountains. ”

"Really?"

"In the wasteland near Theron, there's a mountain, and there's a ...... on it."

"A temple?"

"Huh?" the samurai's eyes widened.

"Saorui, please continue. ”

"There is a fortress on the hill. ”

"So, you are robbers who reign over the mountain?"

"We are fighters for freedom. "The samurai are still very tough.

"Oh, understanding, understanding, as long as it is related to freedom, it is almost the same. Bai Xuan said, "Du Te is an al-Qaeda. ”

"Next question, who's going to kill me?"

"I don't know, probably the customer entrusted it to the chief, this is one of our businesses. ”

"Business is good. Bai Xuan smiled.

"It's okay. The samurai looked at his smile and felt furious.

"Just a few of you?"

"And one more ...... Prisoner, in the back. ”

"What about the others?"

"I'm going to the wasteland, on another mission. ”

"What task?"

"I don't know. ”

Bai Xuan stood up.

"Take him, and we'll go see the captive. ”

Turning over the hillside, Bai Xuan saw Craig with a blank look under the redwoods.

His first reaction was that this goods were going to be hung.

The second reaction is, this thing looks very strange, it seems to be an orc?

The ears are high, covered with short gray hair, which is also around the face and on the neck, the mouth sticks out, the canine teeth are intertwined, and the bloodstained body is not much different from the ordinary tall samurai, except that it is more slender and muscular.

He turned his head to look at the moonwind.

"This is a werewolf, Your Highness. ”

After some simple treatment, Craig finally came to his senses and regained a little refreshment, but his physical condition was still very bad. If he had taken the Blood Fire and found some strange beasts or rare herbs in the forest during the effective period, he might still have a chance of life, but now that hope was gone.

"Why are you here?" Bai Xuan was very strange, the other party shouldn't have brought such a burden.

"They...... Compel me to attack you. Craig's lips trembled, "Otherwise they're going to kill me...... Brother, please save them, let me do whatever I want. ”

These guys can do anything.

Bai Xuan glanced back at the warrior, who quickly lowered his head.

"Your Highness, can I ask you to treat him?" Yuefeng knelt down on one knee, "What's your name?"

"Craig, Howling Moon Clan......" Craig's voice grew lower.

"The famous Grey Wolf Clan. Yuefeng bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, can you save him?"

Bai Xuan can be saved, but he only has one way, and that is to use the serum on the werewolves, the problem is that rashly using it on a strange orc race may cause a lot of trouble.

"Do you think I can save him?" Bai Xuan looked at Yuefeng.

"Your Highness is always unexpected, and I think maybe so. Moon Wind looked up.

Who said that orcs have no brains? Bai Xuan sighed, looked at Luoshen, and the elf nodded and did not speak.

"Okay, then save him, and by the way, bring his family back, I want to see who's behind it. ”

Bai Xuan waved his hand and let the moon wind take the warrior to a place more than ten meters away, and the warrior thought that His Royal Highness the prince was going to kill him, his face was as white as moonlight, but he didn't open his mouth to beg for mercy.

"Craig, I can save you, but there are a few things you need to keep in mind. Bai Xuan said to the werewolf.

"Yes...... Your Highness, my life is yours, as long as you can save my family, even if you don't save me, you can ......" The werewolf's eyes lit up.

Bai Xuan didn't want to take advantage of people's danger, but he didn't want the secret of the serum to leak out.

"I'm going to give you a rare potion that will enhance your abilities and of course bring you back, but it's a secret, and I don't want you to give this out to anyone. ”

"I swear to the moon god......" Craig's eyes drifted again.

The falling god frowned, the moon god believed in by the Xiaoyue clan and the moon god believed in by the elf clan are obviously not the same. She was very curious about what method Bai Xuan would use to treat this werewolf, seeing that the werewolf had reached the point where the oil ran out and the lamp was dry, and he was in a state of near death.

Since this was a secret, he didn't say anything to let her avoid it, so she stood here stubbornly, and even she couldn't tell what kind of mentality this was.

Luoshen's eyebrows raised, and he watched Bai Xuan take out a magic potion from his arms.

A pink potion with a sweet scent.

Falling God suddenly felt an inexplicable fever on her face, and she really wanted to try it.

What kind of reaction was this? She was a little annoyed, how could he have something of this color?

Bai Xuan shoved the potion into Craig's mouth, waited for him to swallow it with difficulty, and then put his hand on his forehead.

"Grace of the gods, my child. He said softly.