The rocks were crushing against each other, the wood was tearing, and the whole castle seemed to be affected by two raging beasts fighting together.

Since Fenruth the Devourer came to this world, he has never had enough to eat, and he has always felt very hungry and weak.

This is also the reason why it greedily devours flesh and blood, after all, the world that existed before Warcraft Wolgen was a place full of magical energy, and it was much more convenient to absorb mana to replenish than to devour flesh and blood.

At this time, Fenrus the Devourer could only be regarded as half of the strength of Warcraft Wolgan at its peak, and even then it could compete with the giant bear Misha.

Misha didn't care if her opponent's strength was at its peak, she only knew that the greedy beast in front of her made her very uncomfortable, and she had to beat her up.

With his huge mouth full of flesh and blood, Fenrus bit at Misha's neck so hard that it wanted to bite the bear and tear it apart, even to break the other's neck to end the fight.

It's just that the idea is very beautiful, but the reality makes it difficult to accept, the fur of the mad war bear is as hard as a rock, and the giant wolf only feels that his teeth are broken and hurts when he goes down, but he doesn't bite anything off.

When the giant bear was bitten, his anger suddenly soared, and he raised his head and reflexively bit Fenrus's neck with his mouth open, which was the right thing.

Misha managed to pinn down Fenruth, who wanted to struggle, and then seemed unlikely in front of the giant bear, who prides himself on his strength.

Fenruth's wild instincts reminded it not to be suppressed like this for too long, or it would be defeated.

The giant wolf began to squeeze the bear's head with its two huge front paws, trying to force the other to let go.

Misha was already angry, how could she let go so easily when she seized the opportunity to bite Fenrus's neck, and the giant wolf made her uncomfortable with her front paws, but bit harder.

Whining~!!

Fenruth let out a violent roar, and then a black mist began to emerge from his body, gradually enveloping itself.

The mist even spread towards Misha's body, and the giant bear felt that something was wrong, and let go of its big mouth, and then slapped the giant wolf that had not yet fully vaporized into the wall with a slap of the giant palm.

Rumble!

With a vague thud, Fenruth vanished, leaving only a thick black mist swirling and rising through the hall, emitting a rotting stench and an unsettling murmur.

Whew!

Misha shook her head vigorously to disperse the black mist attached to her fur, but she seemed to have been affected and couldn't open her eyes.

"That fog is poisonous!"

Sakin had been carefully observing the battle between the two behemoths, and when Fenruth turned into a thick fog, he sensed that the fog contained a powerful magical energy of shadow.

This is obviously Finus' special ability, and it seems that it can turn humans into werewolves with the help of unique shadow magic, and there must be something strange in the dense fog at this time.

After the initial rise, the fog gradually began to condense and collapse, and finally took the shape of a giant wolf, but at this time Fenruth was composed of fog.

The black fog was accompanied by a dark green halo of gas, suggesting that it was surrounded by strong toxins and must not be touched rashly.

"Misha, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Lexa also knew that her giant bear companion must have been contaminated with the poison in the dense fog when she fought just now, but she didn't know if she could hold it.

"It's okay! The shadow energy on Misha's body has dissipated, and it should be fine. ”

Sakin felt the giant bear's head shake take effect, and the shadow magic energy dissipated with the mist.

"It seems that these toxins can only cling to the dense fog, and once the fog dissipates, it will no longer work!"

Sakin quickly analyzed the limitations of Fenruth's fog form, and it seemed that even if the giant wolf became like this, he would not be able to completely dominate himself.

"The only problem now is that this guy's physical attacks may not do much to it when he is in a dense fog form."

Sakin had missed Karga Thorn a little, and if this powerful geodiviner was here, he might have thought of something to do.

He had thought that he would be able to return to Orgrimmar after simply reading the scroll, and that three days of airship preparation should be enough, so he left the boar people on the tower to stand by.

Now it seems that this decision is a bit too much, and now not only may the airship that was prepared in three days not be able to catch up, but this troublesome monster will not be able to find a way to defeat it at once.

Wow~!!

Fenruth howled loudly, and the fog it had turned into became even darker, as if it was building up power.

Sakin felt the shadow energy in the vaporized giant wolf in front of him rise rapidly, and all of them condensed towards its core.

This is not a good omen, and Sakin guesses that when the Shadow Energy reaches a peak, the fog will likely become unbearable and eventually collapse.

At that time, the huge shadow energy will explode directly, and the entire castle will be affected, and everything in the castle will not be spared.

"Baron Sivalen, can you listen to me later?"

Sakin thought quickly about what to do, but first he had to make sure he had the cards he could control.

"Of course, as long as we can avenge Springval, we will be at your disposal."

Baron Sivalene was resolute, and it seemed that the only thing that sustained him now was the desire to avenge his best friend.

"Your ability to sustain your current soul form is due to the shadow magic that turned you into this, so in other words, you are also the carrier of shadow magic energy."

Sakin seemed to have figured something out and began to explain it quickly to everyone.

"This guy has a powerful shadow energy in his body, and ordinary physical attacks have no effect on it, but attacks with shadow magic energy are different!"

Everyone seems to understand what Sakin means, and it seems that to deal with Fenrus the Devourer of this form, they will have to rely on these ghosts.

"No wonder those werewolves want to destroy you first, it turns out that you are the one who poses the greatest threat to Fenruth!"

Sakin finally figured everything out, the previous werewolf attack on the ghosts seemed to be premeditated, thinking that the tactics were designed!

"Is that really the case? Can we avenge Springval?! ”

Baron Sivalen's confidence suddenly increased, he didn't expect that he and his servant soldiers would be able to make a difference.

"It's not true, I'll try it out!"

Before Sakin could finish speaking, his right hand had already drawn a dark spear javelin from behind him, and he threw it with his raised hand, lightly plunging into the thick fog.

Woo!!

A scream was heard, and Finruth's fog form seemed to be frozen for a moment, before slowly returning to its original state.