On the watchtower of the werewolf stronghold, a werewolf held a long spear in his hand and kept throwing it at the wizard in the sky, unaware that behind it, a man with an eagle's beak hood had quietly climbed to the watchtower.

The corners of the werewolf's mouth were hooked, and there was a terrifying smile on his face, because it had found that the three wizards in the sky were dying, and the spell was no longer constantly firing at the stronghold as it did at the beginning, but instead it would only use the spell when it was impossible to dodge, and the werewolf felt that maybe the spear in his hand could successfully take the life of a wizard!

The werewolf's massive claws held a spear in its hand, and it raised it in the air, then pulled its arm back, and the other claw was aimed straight at the only female wizard in the sky, its eyes narrowing sharply, and it was about to throw the spear in its hand with all its strength.

"Poof!!"

A stick with the tip of the blade poked out of its chest, and just as it was about to howl in pain, a sharp blade pierced through its upper jaw, and after stabbing it out of its jaw, pinning its mouth to the ground.

"Woo......"

Arno looked at the werewolf on the ground who was still making a faint sound, he lowered down and picked up the spear that fell from the werewolf's hand, he held the spear high in both hands, and said softly to the werewolf on the ground: "May you find peace in death!"

This was the last sentence the werewolf had ever heard in his life, because after the sentence ended, it lost its mind for a moment when there was a sharp pain in the back of its head, and then it closed its hideous eyes weakly......

Arno let go of the spear and looked at the werewolf's head, which had been pierced by the spear and then pinned to the wooden floor, he breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled his cane and cane sword out of the werewolf's corpse, then he turned and crouched on the edge of the watchtower, looking at the assassins who were coming quickly, he nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the three wizards in the sky worriedly, hoping that they could hold out until the assassins were ready!

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Eric controlled the broomstick to throw a beautiful arc in the air, dodging several crossbow bolts that shot at him, and then he flicked his wand at one of the siege crossbows below, chanting the spell out loud: "Reducto!!"

"Boom!!"

The red light hit the battering crossbow with precision, and the moment the light hit the battering crossbow, it sent out a huge explosion, shattering it in all parts, and the force generated by the explosion also blew away the werewolf who was controlling the siege crossbow.

After casting the spell, James did not stop there, but quickly dodged the crossbow bolts fired with his broomstick, and the flying James wiped the sweat from his forehead with his free hand, and shouted to his companions in the air: "Candela!

Posival dodged the bolts again, lifted the broomstick head up, and flew quickly into the air: "I think so, I can't stand it, Candela! Are you okay?"

Candela swung his wand to knock a crossbow that he couldn't dodge, and exclaimed, "If I continue like this, I don't think I'm going to be much better!"

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Frank squinted at the three wizards in the sky who still had the strength to talk to each other, and he suddenly felt that he was disappointed in the wolf cubs now!

With just three wizards, the entire colony has been so busy that they haven't been dealt with yet!

In its youth, the struggle between wizards and magical creatures was at its highest, and if it had been younger, the three wizards would have been shot off their broomsticks and their heads would have hung on the gates of the stronghold.

Frank shook his head helplessly, this group of wolf cubs has lived comfortably for too long, and there has been no war for a long time, which makes this group of wolf cubs weak, in this case, once a large-scale wizard comes to sharpen Gonzalez's stronghold, maybe the Gonzalez family will really become a piece of history in the history books of the wizarding school.

But this situation is something that Frank can't change, maybe it can only change the current situation after he hands over the patriarch position to Marcio.

Frank let out a long sigh, ignoring the explosion right next to him, and slowly walked over to a chair that was still intact, and sat down gently to watch the comical "war" unfolding in the colony.

As if sensing Frank's opinion, Huren gritted its teeth, strode over to a siege crossbow, and violently pushed away the werewolf who was using it.

It didn't know where it was inferior to Marcio, why Frank valued Marcio so much, even if he had completed twice as many tasks as him, Frank had never treated himself like he had done to Marcio!

Hu Lun shook his head, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind, maybe Frank is already old and confused, it can no longer make accurate judgments, it should not continue to stay in the position of the patriarch, maybe when this farce is over, he should have a showdown with Frank, and his preparations over the years can finally come in handy!

Hu Lun's huge wolf's mouth cracked slightly, revealing a hideous and terrifying smile, and it controlled the siege crossbow to aim at a wizard in the sky, pulling the mechanism under the crossbow, and the crossbow bolt popped out violently, flying towards the Candela in the sky.

The bolt struck the tail of Candela's broomstick, and the broom that was hit went crazy and spun in the air with the Candela riding on it.

"Oh no! Percival, my broom has been hit, it's out of control!" a panicked Candela could not help but cry out to his lover, hoping that his lover would come up with something to help him.

Percival looked at Candela in the distance, who was spinning in the air, and his subconscious manipulator broomstick rushed towards her.

Posival grabbed Candela's hand and pulled her off the crazy broomstick and put it on his own broom, and then he quickly controlled the broom to dodge the crossbow bolts that came at him, but he realized that maybe it was because there was an extra person on the broom, so his broom was not as flexible as before, and even the speed was a lot slower, and Percival also felt that the broom in his hand was slowly losing control!

"Damn, my broom is the newest and most stable oak 68! no one told me it didn't fit two people when I bought it!" said Percival with a hint of trembling, Candela could feel his fear, and instead of comforting him, she put her arms around Percival's waist and rested her head on his heavy back.

"Percival, if we survive this time, let's get married......"

Candela's words made Percival forget his fear for a moment, and he said uncertainly, "Candela? Are you serious?"

Candela buried his head in the back of Percival: "Of course, if we survive......"

Percival saw that several siege crossbows below were already aimed at him, and he smiled bitterly: "Ha, I don't think it's easy to ......"

Just as the werewolf was about to press the mechanism and shoot the crossbow arrow, a loud sound sounded like a cloth tearing, attracting the attention of all the werewolves in the stronghold to the watchtower.

"Zi...!.........!"