Chapter Seventy-One: I Defeated the Legend?

The moment the black cloth of the glass jar fell, the comparison system of the "Zhi Brain" confirmed that Wren's judgment was correct.

The silver wolf soaked in the green potion jar is the [White Wolf] Bazel.

"That guy, he's not dead?!"

Wren was also surprised to see such a legendary figure in Ilrubek's laboratory.

What's more, just now they were still discussing the origin of the "Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters".

What surprised him even more.... In that situation, there were so many bigwigs in the Omar Empire, and they still let Bazel run away alive?

......

The glass manufacturing process in this world is not very developed, and at most it is tempered glass, and unless it is specially enchanted, it is impossible to resist too much force impact.

Obviously, the potion jar in this laboratory is just ordinary glass.

The silver wolf had a respirator, and its mouth was gurgling and spitting bubbles, and its pair of wolf claws slammed into the canister, and in two clicks the glass jar cracked like a spider's web.

"Bang!"

In the last moment, the silver wolf smashed the glass, and the green potion in the jar flowed to the ground.

Then, the red-eyed, hideous silver wolf brutally pulled out the snorkel from its mouth and rushed out.

"This guy... Caught in a bloodthirsty rage? ”

Wren had heard that werewolves also had a state of "bloodthirsty rage" on the basis of their bestiality. That state can make the werewolf's combat power skyrocket, but at the same time, it will also lose its mind and become a beast that only knows how to kill.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate to slip away.

I'll it, the "Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters" have fallen into a rage, and staying here any longer is not looking for death?

Taking advantage of the old man Ilubeck in front of him and slipping away while the chaos is the right choice.

But just as he wanted to leave, the bad old man behind him shouted anxiously, "Young man, help me stop him!" ”

“???”

When Wren heard this, he immediately fell in the ear.

You old thing has bad intentions, I'm afraid you don't think I don't know this guy?

Dignified [White Wolf] Bazel, what kind of thing can a first-order transcendent person of labor and management be able to stop?

......

The silver wolf ran out of the jar, and immediately found the nearest living person, and pounced on it with teeth and claws, trying to tear the prey in front of him to pieces.

And the eight spider legs behind Ilubeck played a new role at this time - climbing the wall!

The old man didn't seem to have any intention of resisting, and the eight spider legs swooped up to the top of the laboratory and hung upside down on the iron shelf overhead.

"He has now been severely injured by the Silver Sacred Weapon, which is the combat power of an ordinary first-order demon wolf!"

The old man was really anxious, looking at the laboratory instruments destroyed by the silver wolf, his heart was like a knife, and he said urgently: "Help me restrain him, don't let him break these precious instruments!" ”

"Huh? First-order combat power? ”

When Wren heard this, he had actually slipped to the door of the laboratory curtain.

The third-order transcendent Ilubeck had no combat ability at all, which was unexpected. This old man's advanced direction seems to be entirely a specialty in the brain domain...

And [White Wolf] Bazel's performance at the moment surprised Wren even more.

Although the destructive power of the silver wolf is amazing... But it definitely won't be a normal fifth-order powerhouse.

Otherwise, he would have fallen into a state of irrational killing, such as "bloodthirsty rage", and the room should have been empty of life in an instant.

If you want to escape, you will never be able to escape the mouth of the silver wolf who is good at tracking...

Could it be that you have mistaken the person, this is an ordinary silver wolf monster?

Or maybe, as this old man said, the silver wolf is Bazel, but because of that "holy weapon", only the combat power of the first-order demon wolf remains?

Countless thoughts flashed through Wren's mind in an instant.

The only thing he knows for sure, though, is his own perception.

The silver wolf's speed, strength, and reflexes were weak. Otherwise, I wouldn't have broken a glass jar and had to shoot these few times, and let Ilubeck, who was close to his face, escape under the wolf's mouth...

......

At this time, there was an old man of Ilubeck hanging upside down on the roof, and he also took out a few anesthetics and shot at the silver wolf.

It's a pity that although the silver wolf is irrational, the instinctive crisis response of the bullet allows it to easily avoid the injection.

In this way, the silver wolf, which was more than three meters tall, kept jumping in the laboratory, trying to catch the little old man who was running on eight legs on the roof of the building. And then it went on a rampage and turned the lab upside down...

In just a few breaths, the lab was in shambles.

Wren looked at it and made sure that the silver wolf didn't pose much of a threat to him, and he didn't rush away, but wanted to see more excitement.

Seeing this old man deflated, he was in a good mood.

Overhead, from time to time, Ilubeck's heart-wrenching wails were heard: "Ah... These are all precision instruments that can't be bought with money! Oh, my incubator, my differential! Oh my God, you're going to kill me... You damn Bazel, you shouldn't have promised to treat your injuries if I knew I wouldn't have agreed to treat your injuries! ”

When Wren heard it, sure enough, it was Bazel himself.

On the other hand, the silver wolf was also in a very bad state.

It was like it had been pricked with needles, and every time it jumped, a large amount of blood oozed from the pores of its body...

But because it is in a state of "bloodthirsty rage", even if it is grinning in pain, it has no intention of stopping. Blood can only arouse the bestiality in the werewolf's bloodline and make it even more crazy!

Finally, the desperate Ilubeck had no choice, and could only see Wren at the door, threw out his chips and said, "Young man, hurry... Fast... You help me stop this damn silver wolf, I... I am willing to treat you for free, what other conditions do you need! Money, potions, potions, you can talk about it..."

Wren was satisfied, and the old man finally relented.

He had been observing this little old man before, and now that he was sure that although this old man was a little crazy, at least his nature was not "evil".

After all, slaves in this world are not valuable, and it stands to reason that if you really want a live test sample, it is not difficult to spend some money, and there is no need to wait for Wren to come.

But the old man didn't do that, which means that he is not completely inhuman as it is rumored.

On the contrary, this old man is just a scientific research maniac who strictly abides by his own moral bottom line.

At this time, without waiting for him to think about it, the silver wolf couldn't catch Ilulbeck, who was running fast on eight legs, and instead sniffed the smell in the air, and found Wren not far away.

Then, a gust of wind struck.

The standing silver wolf ran wildly on all fours, swooping down on him.

"The speed is still within the catchable range... You can take it off! ”

Wren's pupils shrank slightly, and he made a judgment in his mind instantly,

He decided to make a move!

Werewolves who have fallen into a state of "bloodthirsty rage" will not come to hide their strength. This level of combat power is really only the level of a first-order demon wolf.

And at this moment, the silver wolf, which was half a body taller than him, had already pounced in front of him, and the sharp wolf claws flashed coldly, and he was about to greet him on the neck.

But Wren, how could you possibly give it a chance?

Long before, he had already started the boiler of the steam mechanical arm, and the first time the silver wolf collided with it, he directly hit it with his right arm with the mechanical arm.

Iron Mountain!

"Bang..."

There was a muffled thud of flesh and bone.

Wren used all his strength and slammed into the silver wolf's underribs. The steel mechanical arm crashed into the flesh and blood, and the second stage shook with force, and the giant wolf's body was stunned; As soon as the third section came out, the burly silver wolf was directly knocked out.

The silver figure flew upside down, accompanied by a mouthful of blood foam mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Wren looked at it and was also shocked in his heart: "Huh... This guy is a little too weak, isn't it said that werewolves are made of steel..."

Although I know that this guy is seriously injured, but... The [White Wolf] Bazel, who is known as the "Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters", was really defeated by himself?

In the midst of this lightning and fire, although he was surprised that the battle would be so easy, his hands were not slow at all.

Just as the silver wolf had barely landed when he flew upside down, Wren slammed into the ground and lunged forward. Then he grabbed the silver wolf's wolf leg and pulled it back suddenly, kicking it hard in the waist again.

Tofu waist, this is one of the weak points of almost all demon wolves!

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and it seemed that there was a sound of bone cracking, and the silver wolf instinctively let out a painful cold snort.

And just when Wren still felt unsafe and was about to be ruthless again, the spider doctor above his head hurriedly shouted: "I finally saved it... Don't beat him to death! ”

“...”

Wren listened and pouted slightly, then accepted the killing move, and then changed his move, using the mechanical arm to flick the wolf's claws with his backhand, and locked it on the ground.

And at this time, he also found that the size of the silver wolf pressed under him seemed to have shrunk by half, and it shrank rapidly. And the bloodstained silver hair also faded like a tide.

However, after three or two breaths, the silver wolf turned into a bearded man.

Looking at the face again, who is it not the Bazel Gustaf?