Frank's change did not escape Megan's hawk eye, in Megan's eyes, Frank's life light from the initial weakness to the constant flickering to now become scarlet and a little dazzling, Megan is not curious about what happened in Frank to make it become like this, he clenched the smoothbore spear in his hand, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and was vigilant to aim at the hole, no matter what happened to it, the gun in his hand would not turn a blind eye to it!

Under Hawk's eye, Frank did not rush towards the mouth of the cave, but crouched down deeply, the huge wolf head staring at the top of his head.

Megan's pupils shrank sharply, and she watched the werewolf under the ground leap towards the ground where she was standing.

Megan didn't hesitate, sent the smoothbore spear in her hand, lowered her body, and rolled twice in a row on the ground with both hands.

"Pound!!"

Just a moment after Megan tumbled away, the ground where Megan was before seemed to have been blown open by an explosives pack, and the dirt splashed, and a huge white figure flashed in the dirt.

After stopping the rolling, Megan, who was half-squatting on the ground, did not hesitate, stretched out her right hand and pulled out a bright assassin battle axe from behind her waist, spread out her left hand, and a silver blade popped out from her cuff, staring intently at the huge werewolf rushing towards her.

"Bang!"

The giant claw with pale fur slammed into the ground, and Frank's scarlet eyes watched Meghan roll nimbly to the side to avoid his own attack, and a deafening wolf howl came from the wolf's mouth that seemed to be cracked, while the claws continued to scratch at Megan.

"Wow!! damn sorcerer!!Is your Animagus a monkey!!"

Megan kicked hard with her left foot, spun around to dodge Frank's attack, and her claws grazed Meghan's clothes and hit the air.

Megan, who was standing firmly, didn't wait for Frank to retract the wolf claw, and held the assassin's tomahawk in her right hand and aimed it at the giant arm at her side.

The tomahawk slashed across Frank's large, thick arm, sending a spark where the blade of the axe slashed through Frank's fur.

Megan noticed that there was only a shallow wound on Frank's arm where the tomahawk had been cut, and a handful of silver-gray wolf hair fell, and he frowned slightly: "Damn, this huge body, even if a silver-plated assassin tomahawk can hurt it, it can't cause much damage to it!"

Frank jerked back his arm without a pause, raised his huge claws and rushed towards Megan, as if Megan hadn't slashed it just now.

Megan looked at the werewolf rushing towards him, he did not flinch, or dodge, but rushed towards the rushing werewolf.

"No! Megan is so impulsive! No other species can collide with werewolves head-on except for trolls and dragons!Is that what you're looking at, Lord Arno?!"

James looked at Megan, who was rushing towards the werewolf, and said anxiously to Arno on the side, he even forgot that his magic power had been used up, and he drew his wand, intending to cast a spell to rescue Meghan who was charging.

Arno shook his head expressionlessly: "Believe me, Meghan is not so stupid and would want to collide with a werewolf head-on, James, Meghan is already a mature assassin, we have to give him a little trust." ”

No matter how calm he was, his fingers that were holding the smoothbore spear tightly and even pushing too hard to turn white revealed that he was not in the mood as calm as he appeared to be.

Megan raised her tomahawk slightly, and when she was about to collide with Frank, the werewolf's claws were already close to her side, her body sank down, and she slid down from Frank's wide open crotch while half-lying on the ground, and at the same time raised the tomahawk high, the blade of the axe slipped from Frank's lower abdomen all the way down its tailbone, and countless sparks flew out under Frank's crotch.

"Whew~"

A wolf howl was remembered, but the wolf howl was no longer full of tyranny and anger, but full of pain.

The corners of James' eyes twitched, looking at Meghan who slipped out of Frank's crotch, and the werewolf lying on the ground, blood spraying under his crotch, and wailing incessantly.

At this moment, James even sympathized with Frank a little, because he looked very pitiful now, lying on the ground and constantly drawing drawers, tears uncontrollably coming out of the huge wolf eyes, and at the same time, he was uncontrollably clamping his legs, after all, it was already a well-known fact that he and Meghan did not get along very well.

"Arnold, you're right, but you don't think Meghan ......" James paused, feeling inconvenient to say too directly: "I don't think this should be what a gentleman should do......"

Arno breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to his face: "Gentleman, I'm sorry, we were assassins before we were gentlemen!"

James shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue to discuss the gentleman's question with Arnold, he watched as Meghan picked up his own smoothbore spear from the ground and walked towards Frank, who was still lying on the ground twitching.

"Click!"

Frank lay on the ground and covered his crotch, trembling so much that he raised the wolf's head to look at the muzzle of the black hole: "Humble... Despicable wizard! You're bigger than a giant... Trolls are even more humble!"

Frank couldn't even speak smoothly at the moment, and for the culprit who caused his wound in front of him now, he wanted to immediately rush over and tear him apart, but the wound under his crotch made him dare not even make a big move.

Megan held the smoothbore gun and looked at the originally extremely strong and tall werewolf under her, but at this moment, she was lying on the ground like a child, looking at herself with teary eyes, I don't know why, a sense of guilt rose in Meghan's heart.

Frank seemed to read his thoughts from Megan's eyes, and it suddenly grew its scarlet and brutal eyes: "Damn!!You damn wizard!Are you insulting me!Damn!If you hadn't used this lowly!lowly way, you would think you would have returned, whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Frank's movement tugged at the wound, and the sharp pain from the wound made it impossible for it to finish the words in its mouth, and it got down to the wolf's head, put its head on the ground, and slowed down to relieve the severe pain in its crotch.

After a while, Frank raised his wolf head again and looked at Megan, trying to lower his volume as much as possible, so as not to cause pain in the wound again if he moved too much: "If you don't use this kind of shitty way, do you think you can beat me? Ha! You coward wizard! Humble coward! Fight me head-on! I can tear your body inch by inch! Let your flesh and blood spread all over the Gonzalez stronghold!"

Frank said vicious words, but its now curled up body, and its watery eyes, made Megan unable to raise a sense of crisis.

"I think you may have misunderstood something, Mr. Little Wolfdog. Megan smacked her lips: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you, but you do look like a little wolf dog now." ”

Instead of paying attention to Frank's increasingly monstrous wolf face, Meghan continued, "I have to tell you, I'm not one of those tricksters, you see, I didn't make you lie here with that ridiculous little stick!"