On the rest of the journey, Mochi and five companions crossed the county of Blonn. Along the way, they see other ghosts in the village, who remain dressed in front of them and angry before they die. Unlike the ignorant Pamela, they know the "truth of history", so the deeper the resentment in them.

The group had to be on the lookout for the ghosts of these wanderers at wells, behind stone walls, and beside ruins.

"Your Highness Princess, I feel a strong resentment in the ghosts of these villagers. Once we find the sword, we'd better get out of here as soon as possible. Karles solemnly suggested to Avena.

And the latter just nodded. Avena had her own thoughts, and she wanted to delay her return to Silvermoon City as long as possible so that she could spend more time with Mochi.

After leaving the town, and after they continued to walk east for half an hour, Anvena suddenly asked, "Mr. Moch, where are we going to find that lonely hunter?" ”

Moqi pointed to the hill directly in front of him and said, "It's right there, don't you see?" ”

"The mountain? But there's nothing there? Anvena looked at Mochi with a confused expression.

It's obviously such a big wolf, and there is a sword stuck in its mouth, why can't Anvena even see this? It's mostly the wild wolf that is in a stealth state, and it has its own game system, so it can be seen. Mochi rubbed his chin and thought, not paying much attention to it.

Anyway, it's good to find the mission objective.

A lone wolf shouldn't be a problem under the combined attack of the six, just kill the wolf and get Pamela's father's sword.

Mochi waved his hand downward, signaling the group to approach the hill with light steps. The others didn't see anything unusual about the mountain, but they did it. After all, Talonshire is a strange place, and it can't be taken lightly.

Closer to the hillside, everyone saw what Mochi had seen before—

A huge silver-maned wolf rests on a hillside.

As Mochi approached, he calculated the distance—if they could get five yards closer, they would be able to launch a surprise attack, and the wolves who had just woken up would have no time to react.

But at that moment, the "lone hunter" slowly raised its head, its golden eyes staring straight at Mochi.

"Oops! It's been discovered! Mochi exclaimed.

Mo Qi was very worried that the giant wolf would turn around and flee into the mountains and forests after seeing so many people rounding it up, the terrain of the mountains and forests was complex and densely wooded, if it ran into the woods, it would be really difficult for Mo Qi and the others to find it again.

But the lone hunter didn't run, it just stared at Mochi with no hostility in his eyes.

Moqi noticed that the wolf's silver mane swayed in the wind, the sword wound on its mouth had healed into a terrible scar, and it seemed to have adapted to the blade in its mouth, and the blade that pierced through the long mouth had grown into one with its body.

This is not the reaction that a wild wolf should have when he sees a crowd.

Just when Mochi was puzzled, a thought burst into Moqi's brain with that golden gaze.

It was a sharp, clear feeling that had hunted with its companions many years ago. At that time, the earth had not yet **, the stream with the tongue rolled up was sweet and delicious, and when the sun was warm, you could lie on the soft green grass......

An image flashed through Mochi's mind—it and its companions running across the field, the cold wind rushing through the tip of its nose, the fragrance of flowers crushed by its forepaws wafting up, inspiring it to run faster, faster...... It hunts and shares food with its companions until the evil creatures appear......

The land is barren, the river is dirty, and the slain fawns will get back on their feet and attack other creatures like coyotes...... All of its companions are dead, leaving it alone on a solitary hunt...... Perhaps it had something to do with the sword on its body, it was the only creature in the land that had not been contaminated by the plague.

That's why it's called the lonely hunter.

Time is running out to hunt down the evil creatures, but it still waits, and it longs for a great hunt.

……

"Whew...... Whew...... "Mochi put his palms on the ground, trying to keep his balance, gasping for breath.

"Mr. Mochi, are you alright?" Anvena asked with concern.

"It's fine." Mochi wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

What's going on? Mental shock? Soul blast? Moqi thought hard, but looking at the beast with the blade in its mouth, it didn't look like it could master shadow magic.

Seeing that Mochi nearly fainted, Gareth gave him a disdainful look.

"Don't waste any more time, let me figure it out."

As he spoke, Gareth raised his hand and prepared to release his magic.

Sensing the hostility, the old wolf immediately stood up and bared his teeth and roared at Gareth.

"Wait!" Mochi didn't understand what was going on with him? He subconsciously stopped Gareth.

Gareth couldn't understand Mochi's words, but he could read Mochi standing in front of him, leaning sideways and raising a hand to signal him to stop.

"What's wrong again?" Gareth said dissatisfied.

"God knows what's wrong!" Mochi had the same doubt, and he knew that it was crazy to stop his companion from killing the wolf, but he was the first to stand in front of Gareth.

"You're stopping me from killing it? Then you tell me, how are we supposed to take that sword from that brute? Gareth asked, pointing to the roaring wolf, and Mochi could see how fierce the wolf was—its huge claws could knock Moch down effortlessly, and its white teeth shuddered, and Mochi noticed that all the white fur on its body stood on end as it roared.

The wolf could easily take Mochi's life.

But Moqi still wanted to try, and years of life experience taught him that there is always a better solution to everything.

Looking at the sharp white fangs, Mo Qi hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to slowly walk towards the giant wolf.

Sensing Moqi approaching, the giant wolf closed his mouth and tilted his head to look at Moqi with a puzzled gaze.

When Moqi placed his palm on the giant wolf's forehead and the latter closed his eyes in enjoyment, Moqi breathed a sigh of relief......

He smiled at Avena, "Now we can draw our swords." ”

Mochi climbed onto the wolf's back and gripped the hilt of his sword as he stroked it, and the wolf shifted uneasily. There were rust marks on the end of the iron blade, and Moqi knew that leaving the sword inside the giant wolf's body would only increase his pain.

Mochi took a deep breath. He knew that he must not hesitate to pull out the blade of the sword, and to achieve success once. Compassion only adds to the wolf's suffering.

Mo Qi relented and jerked out the blade of his sword.

For a while, blood splattered, and the giant wolf let out a howl of pain, and subconsciously shook his head, throwing Mo Qi out with his sword.

"Are you alright? Mr. Mochi. Anvena asked, picking up Mochi.

"I'm fine." Luckily, when he fell, the blade didn't cut Mochi. Mochi tossed Pamela's father's blade aside, he was more concerned about the wolf's condition than the iron sword.

The giant wolf fell to the ground, and his body was violently bullied.

Sherion didn't say much and immediately used the power of the Holy Light to heal the giant wolf.

However, Sherryne's treatment did not work.

"The Light can save a mortally wounded body, but it cannot save a life that should have died. It was too old for its body to carry its soul, and by the time we arrived, it would have been dying. Sherry explained.

Mochi didn't speak, just stroked the smooth fur on the top of the wolf's head with his hand.

The giant wolf gently licked the back of Mochi's hand with the tip of his soft tongue to show his gratitude. In the last moments of its life, it finally got rid of the iron sword from its mouth, but it still closed its eyes before it could wait for the great hunt.

Mochi was a little sad, maybe he shouldn't have pulled out the iron sword, so that the Great Wave might live a few more days. Just as Mochi felt guilty for his actions, a glowing smoke slowly rose from beneath the silver fur.

"It's ......" (To be continued.) )