The knight rushed to the window, then stared blankly at the scene inside, and slowly lowered the sword in his hand.

"Madame, please step back."

Alfries pulled away from the mayor's wife, then drew his sword.

The mayor's wife exclaimed, "Don't! ”

The knight glared angrily: "You dare to ......"

With a clang, the chains were easily severed.

Alflis tore off the chains, opened the cage, and carried the shivering boy out.

The mayor's wife pounced on the boy again and hugged the boy tightly.

With a bang, the door slammed open, and a man stared blankly at the scene, then roared angrily.

Alflis, a staggered step in front of the mayor's wife and her child, and the man pounced.

In the process of fluttering, his body swelled dramatically.

With a snort, black blood sprayed, and a furry arm flew in the air.

The mayor's wife lowered her head screaming as she held the little boy, and Alfries flew out of their heads, knocking the knight standing at the window to the ground.

The werewolf roared out of the window and pounced on Alfries, and the two became entangled, rolled over ten yards, and then remained motionless.

The knight struggled to his feet, his eyes were shocked, and he raised his sword and trembled at the werewolf's motionless body.

The werewolf's body squirmed, and the knight took a step back in horror, then relaxed.

It's not the werewolf who moves, it's the Alflis under the werewolf who moves.

He pushed the werewolf away vigorously, drew the silver cross sword inserted in the werewolf, stood up, still with the same serious expression, and tucked the sword into the scabbard at his waist.

The mayor hurried over, hugged the mayor's wife and her child, and whispered comfort.

Alflis tilted his head, as if listening to something.

A group of soldiers rushed over, and when they saw such a scene, they looked very surprised, and raised their spears at the stranger Alfris, but were stopped by the knight.

Alflis suddenly moved, as if he had directly ignored the process of acceleration, or perhaps because the process of acceleration was so short, and in an instant, he increased his speed to the maximum, and shot out like lightning.

A large black shadow suddenly appeared and climbed over the wall, and Alfrith followed, and with an arrow step up the wall, he flipped over with the palm of his hand.

The werewolf ran very fast in front, and he scurried up to the roof in three or two strokes, and he ran on the roof.

Alflis bit down tightly, and even though the werewolf escaped his sight several times, he still seemed unhurried, and the expression on his face never changed, with a serious and solemn look.

The werewolf was horrified, he had never faced such a difficult opponent.

The other party gave him the feeling that he was like a natural enemy, exuding a very threatening aura at all times, especially after the death of his two companions, he was even more sure that he was no match for this handsome young man.

The werewolf was fast and fast with both hands and feet, and soon ran to the edge of the town, jumping over the high wall at the edge of the town and running towards the forest in the distance.

After a while, Alfrith chased after him, following closely the werewolf's breath.

What they didn't realize was that the end of their journey was Genting Mountain.

The werewolf can move faster than a galloping horse, because his body structure makes him as agile as a monkey, and his speed will not be reduced too much in some complex environments.

Alfries didn't have that kind of speed, but if he kept chasing like this, it would have been Alflis who would have won.

After all, the form of the werewolf's transformation is extremely physically demanding, if he does not change his body, the werewolf's physical strength is enough to support him to run at full speed for 1 day and 1 night, and in the case of transformation, the consumption increases greatly, and it will only take half an hour to run at full speed, and he will have to replenish food.

Otherwise, they will be forced back into human form, or even weakened, until they starve to death or be fed.

Alflis is different, a large part of his physical strength comes from light, and his endurance is extremely objective.

If he brings enough food, he can even eat while running until he runs out.

So, don't doubt the speed of a monk, walking more than 5,000 kilometers in ten days is not at all strange for a monk, and if they go all out, they will be even faster.

However, it is only half a day's journey from here to Genting Mountain, and for the werewolf, it is only less than half an hour, and his physical strength is just enough to support.

The werewolf plunged headlong into the fog in an attempt to use it to stop Alflis's pursuit.

His plan may indeed succeed, as the dense magic in the mist weakens the light and darkness to the maximum, causing the werewolf's breath to be intermittent.

But before that, there was an accident, and the werewolf himself couldn't find the north, south, and west, and the alarm was triggered.

For Lilith's safety, the Genting Mountain is now full of vigilant magic arrays, and as long as the strength exceeds a certain level, the vigilant magic array will sound an alarm.

Angela, who was teaching Lilith to read, was slightly stunned, and with a wave of her hand, the werewolf's dizzy figure appeared in the mirror in front of the table.

At this moment, in order to save physical strength, and also to reduce his own dark fluctuations, the werewolf has regained his human form, and due to the torn clothes, he is now only wrapped around his waist, looking like a wild man.

"Lilith, my sister is going out and staying at home, you know?"

"Hmm!"

Lilith nodded vigorously, then immersed herself in memorizing the words she had just learned.

Angela stepped out and protected the small attic with thorn vines and trees, and finally manipulated the magic carpet and sped away in the direction where the werewolf had come.

The fog in front of him was getting thinner and thinner, and the werewolf thought he had found the right way and ran towards it excitedly.

Yes, he did find the right path, but that was with Angela's guidance.

The werewolf stopped abruptly, his natural instincts telling him that danger was approaching quickly, and he did not hesitate to pounce behind the large tree beside him.

His place twisted for a moment, followed by a loud bang and a massive ball of ice exploded over there.

The werewolf breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp.

When I looked up, I saw a thunderbolt fall.

The lightning was so fast that the werewolf didn't have time to dodge before he was struck by the lightning, and a puff of black smoke came out of his body, and he fell to the ground with a twitch.

This lightning bolt is not a lightning bolt formed by magic power, but a natural lightning bolt formed by Angela using magic to interfere with the electric charges that are free in the air.

Although the power is much smaller than the usual thunder, the light contained in it is extremely lethal to werewolves.

At this moment, the current could not even kill ordinary people, but it still caused a large number of cells of this werewolf to die, a large amount of darkness in his body was dispelled, and his recovery ability was even inferior to that of ordinary people in the past few days.

Angela floated down and flipped the werewolf over on her tiptoes.

"Say it! Who are you? ”

Angela looked at the werewolf at her feet condescendingly and asked him with a cold face.