The morning stars are scarce, the moonlight is dull, and the mountains and forests are quiet, with the occasional unknown insect chirping low.

Blade woke up from his sleep. With his hands behind his head, he reclined on the huge branches of a towering ancient tree, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sky that was gradually revealing the dawn.

He twitched his pointed ears, catching the subtle sound of Si Si Suo coming from deep in the forest. Although the voice was small, it could not escape the Wolf family's innate sensitive hearing.

"Hmph, is it a chasing soldier again......" The sharp blade straightened up, touched the scabbed wound on his right chest, and looked in the direction where the voice came from under the ancient tree, and sneered in his heart.

On the battlefield of Arnathan five days ago, the 1,000 Bloodtooth Wolf Cavalry led by Blade feigned defeat and retreated, preparing to turn back and cover up when the 3,000 Tyrannosaurus Knights got the news that Portland City had been attacked by another Bloodtooth Wolf Cavalry and withdrew their troops back to defense. As a result, I never thought that the whole three thousand Tyrannosaurus Knights were chasing and killing the thousand Bloodtooth Wolf Cavalry all the way, and there was no sign of returning to the army.

It wasn't until then that Blade realized that something was wrong, and knew that something must have gone wrong with the planned attack on Portland City, otherwise Sophia wouldn't have led the Tyrannosaurus Knights in pursuit of the lair without worrying about the safety of the lair.

Blade is also a decisive man, in the face of a strong enemy three times his own, seeing that the situation is not good, he immediately reduced the blood pressure wolf cavalry to zero, divided into several squads, and began to make a real retreat in different directions.

After all, only in this way would the blood-toothed wolf cavalry be less likely to be surrounded and annihilated. In the territory of the Beamon Empire, the Tyrannosaurus Knights are unfamiliar with life, and they dare not disperse their forces too much after all.

A wolf cavalry force of more than 100 people led by Blade was frantically pursued by thousands of tyrannosaurus knights, and it seemed that Sophia was firmly eyeing him, and this female general of the Byzantine Empire was obviously eager for revenge, so she used nearly half of her forces to pursue Blade.

In the end, the wolf cavalry force of more than 100 people led by Blade was still caught up by the more than 1,000 tyrannosaurus knights, and a fierce breakthrough battle began.

In the face of the absolute dominance of the Tyrannosaurus Knights, the blood-toothed wolf cavalry of more than 100 people rushed left and right, desperately impacting the encirclement of the Tyrannosaurus Knights, but the number gap was too large, and in the end the whole army was annihilated.

And all the wounds he suffered were due to a silver spear.

What a shocking shot!

Thinking of this, the sharp blade couldn't help but show a wry smile, and a majestic figure covered with iron armor and draped in his whole body couldn't help but appear in front of him.

And what kind of face will it be under that mask?

As the sound of the ropes in the dense forest drew closer, the blade calmed down, pulled down the visor from his helmet, and leaped down from the branches.

Under the towering ancient trees, the Roar of Hell also woke up from its sleep, stood up, and looked around warily.

The blade glanced at the hell roar, smiled slightly, reached out and patted its head lightly, and said in a low voice: "You also found out that the enemy is coming? I have been able to escape from the pursuit of those humans these three times, you have contributed a lot, there are not many enemies coming this time, let's kill it!"

With that, the blade rolled over and rode on the back of Hellroar.

There was a "brush" sound, and the sword was unsheathed. Blade slashed his sword, spurring the roar of hell in the direction from which the sound of the rope came.

Deep in the forest, a scout group of five Tyrannosaurus knights was marching cautiously. The place where they were now was densely shrubbed and overgrown with thorns, making it extremely difficult for humans and animals to walk, and in order not to make a sound, so as not to startle the snakes, they had tethered their velociraptor mounts to the outskirts of the forest, and groped their way to the place where the target was hiding with great caution.

"Dirk, are we already close to him?" asked a knight in a whisper to one of his companions at the front.

"Well, yes, Cohen. Dirk nodded and replied softly.

"Damn, this werewolf is really cunning! I didn't expect him to go the other way, and the escape route would choose to be on our Byzantine side, so many of us almost let him play it all. Dirk scolded in a suppressed voice.

"Yes, fortunately, there are a lot of hunters in our team, and we have finally tracked him down, otherwise I am afraid that he will really escape this time. A young knight named Lausanne took Dirk's words. Then he hesitated for a moment, and then asked cautiously to his companions: "Although he is wounded, we are probably not his opponents, right? Are we really going to go up now? Didn't Dirk already leave a mark on the big army? I think it's safer for us to wait for the big army to come and go up together, right?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid he hasn't woken up at this time yet, right?" Cohen looked up at the sky with a faint morning light, gritted his teeth, and said: "Dirk, can you determine his specific location? When we all rush up and secretly attack him while he still hasn't woken up, I don't believe there is no chance of success! As long as we can kill him, it will be a great achievement! If we wait for the big army to come, we won't have a chance to make such a great achievement!"

People die for money, birds die for food, this sentence is indeed an eternal wisdom. For the sake of immediate interests, there are always many outlaws who still want to gamble knowing that there is little hope.

"Of course I'll be able to pinpoint his exact location, you know, I was an experienced jungle hunter before I joined the army!" Dirk replied proudly at Cohen's inquiry.

Dirk sniffed left and right in the air like a hound, stopping from time to time in front of trees or beside rocks, looking more carefully for the traces that the blade had left in the air and on the ground.

After being busy for a while, Dirk suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction in the dense forest, and said in a low voice: "He is four hundred meters in front of this direction...... No, it's 300 meters...... Well, how is it 200 meters?......。 ”

Speaking of this, Dirk's brows gradually twisted, and they tightened more and more, and a layer of fine beads of sweat quietly covered his forehead. 77 eBooks

"Hey, I say, Dirk, what kind of tracking are you kid learning?" Hearing Dirk's words, a sturdy knight with an axe and gun asked suspiciously.

"Listen, what's that sound?" exclaimed one of the knights at the back, in surprise.

There was a hurried brushing sound in the forest, like the sound of wild beasts trampling on bushes as they ran through the woods.

The knights glanced at each other, and then their faces changed suddenly.

In front of them to their right, a bush about a man tall suddenly fell to either side, and a huge monstrous beast swooped out of it like lightning.

It's hell roaring!

The five Tyrannosaurus Knights were not mediocre players, and their reactions were also quick, and the moment they realized that the situation was wrong, they immediately set up in battle formation, obviously well-trained. Dirk, who was at the forefront, bore the brunt of the attack, dodging the attack of the vicious beast on the ground, rolling to the side on the spot, turning over and kneeling from the ground, while already having a small military crossbow in his hand.

"Whoosh," the bolt fired, but instead of Hellroar, the target was the blade on Hellroar's back.

Without looking back, the blade head waved the war knife in his hand, brushed away the crossbow arrows that were fired, and then turned down with the knife, volleying out a strong arc-shaped sword qi like substance.

"Poof", the knife qi violently passed through Dirk's body, like a raging wind blowing through him.

Dirk didn't move, just a pair of eyes full of fear, and a thin line of blood crept down his forehead.

The next moment, Dirk violently split into two pieces from head to toe, and the internal organs in his body mixed with blood and water flew everywhere, and a strong smell of blood emanated from the air.

Hell Roar landed on all fours, and the blade slowly turned around on Hell Roar, staring at the knights with a cold gaze.

It was a little brighter again.

The atmosphere in the dense forest was solemn and eerie, and Cohen and the other knights looked at the sharp blade with strong killing intent in horror and fear, although their whole body made a fighting posture, no one dared to attack first.

The tragic death of Fang Cai's companion deeply shocked their hearts and nerves, and also made them know that the difference in strength between themselves and the werewolf in front of them was too great, and there was no hope of victory at all.

The sneak attack turned into a confrontation of righteousness and light, which was the most chivalrous, but now it was the last thing the remaining four human knights wanted to face.

"You are not my opponents, if you want to go up, let's go together!" Sharp Blade glanced at the four knights in front of him and said lightly.

His words woke up the four knights who had not yet come to their senses. As the saying goes, the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, especially in the face of the strong, if you can't start first, won't the weak suffer even more?

"Let's all go up together!" Cohen roared, his body full of fighting energy, and the heavy sword in his hand roared and pounced on the blade.

"Kill," the other three knights also waved their blades and besieged the blades.

Blade snorted coldly, and before he could open his mouth, Hellroar suddenly leaped forward on its own, and pounced on the nearest knight with a knight's sword, and at the same time, Blade leaped up from Hellroar's back, and the man and wolf separated, and at the same time attacked the knight from above.

The knight knew that the blade was powerful, and when he saw this, he hurriedly swung his sword to block the sword that fell from the blade. But Hellroar swooped down on him as well, and with a flick of his claws, he slapped the knight's face squarely. The knight screamed, and was shot several meters away by the claw of Hell's Roar, and lay on his back on the ground, his face covered with blood and flesh, and his white bones exposed, obviously unable to survive.

Seeing another companion being dealt with so easily, Cohen and the young knight named Lausanne came to an abrupt halt. Only the stout knight with the axe and spear in his hand roared and raised the axe and spear, and rushed towards Hell Roar in a daze, only to see Hell Roar open its mouth and spew out a miasma-like shock wave of dark energy.

The Axe Knight ducked to the ground, dodging the blast of dark energy from the Hell's Roar, and as he scrambled to the ground, he felt a gust of wind blow behind him.

The blade stood behind him like a ghost.

With a flick of the sword, the axe knight suddenly turned his head in a different place.

One man and one dog, the attack is perfectly coordinated and just right.

Cohen and Lausanne's faces were pale, their scalps were numb, and the little fighting spirit that they had just aroused disappeared without a trace. They glanced at each other, their minds in common, and suddenly turned around at the same time and fled in two different directions.

"Let's have one for each of us!" Blade snarled as he licked his blood-dripping sword and looked at Hell.

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of hell rushed out with a "boom" and chased after Lausanne. Blade smiled, turned around as well, and chased in the direction Cohen had fled.