"Roar!" Seeing that the other party no longer threatened him with children, the wolf king, who had long been unable to hold back, turned into a cannonball and slammed into Ryan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The power of the leader template must be higher than Ryan's own, and the latter did not choose to hit it hard, and at the moment when the other party was about to touch him, his footsteps slipped and flashed to the side.

The door was slaughtered, coupled with being played with wantonly, the wolf king had already hated Ryan to the core, and he didn't care about the magic power surging around him at all, seeing him dodge, he suddenly stopped in his mind, wanting to turn around and tear a piece of flesh from him.

However, Ryan had expected it, and when he saw that the other party had retracted the inertia of rushing forward, he just stopped in front of him, and the half-elf stared at him, pronounced the last syllable, and waved his knife to set off a wild flame.

Rumble!

The air was slammed open by the scorching air currents brought by the flameburst, and suddenly there was a roar, and the wolf king flew backwards with green smoke all over his body, and slammed into the stone wall, the arrows on his hind legs were broken by the force, and the red-hot wood chips were deeply embedded in its flesh.

"Whew!" The double blow of mind and body caused the wolf king great pain, and the latter actually raised his head to the sky and howled as if no one was around, and the terrible roar continued to echo in the deep cavern.

Somehow, Ryan, who had the absolute upper hand, suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and hurriedly reached out to point at it, and the two recovered tentacles burst out like a long snake out of a hole.

When the strong wind hit, the wolf king immediately waved his thick claws to meet it, but his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and his nimble tentacles attacked from various tricky angles, and soon wrapped it up layer by layer.

Without wasting any more time, Ryan stepped forward, raised his weapon high, and slashed downwards with all his might.

Poof!

The hair clung to the wolf king's body with the help of tentacle slime, and Ryan's two knives didn't even cut deep, and with emotion, he flipped his wrist, and the sword he swung turned into a phantom in the air, setting off blood flowers again and again.

The wailing in the cave was completely gone, and Ryan didn't rush to extract the shadow core, looking at the shadow wolf cub who appeared in front of him at some point, he frowned, not knowing what to think.

I saw the cub standing in a pool of blood, constantly licking the countless wounds on the wolf king's body, but it couldn't stop the trend of blood gushing, and it was soon completely wet.

Just as Ryan hesitated, a thick wolf paw rested lightly on top of the cub's head, and the shadows near him trembled.

The half-elf instantly came back to his senses and immediately raised his sword and slashed forward, but in the end it was still a step too late.

The tentacles that had been tightly tightened suddenly relaxed, and the sword smashed against the stone wall, and a loud sound was heard.

Phantom wolf, gone?!

Not only it, but even the cub was gone, Ryan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly started tracking. Ignoring the rich red light beside him, he placed his dark eyes in the depths of the cavern, and a wisp of scarlet appeared at the end of his vision.

The deeper he went, the narrower the road became, and the look on Ryan's face became more solemn.

He didn't expect that the shadow wolf would still retain the use of the shadow step, let alone that it would actually drag its dying body so far.

But what puzzled him the most was that the wolf king did not leave the cave, but ran to the depths, isn't this digging his own grave?

With deep doubts, Ryan finally made a discovery, only to see that the vision ahead suddenly became wider. If you look closely, there is a huge stone chamber in front of you. And not far from the entrance, the Shadow Wolf King lay quietly in a pool of blood, his chest no longer rose and fall, and beside him, the cubs kept wailing, like a cuckoo crying blood, tear-jerking.

"Ho ......" The low roar seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, and a huge black shadow suddenly appeared, slowly approaching the cub.

Ryan was startled by the sudden appearance of a black shadow, and he paused to move forward, and hurriedly leaned his back against the stone wall, as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared.

Soon, the black shadow became clear in Ryan's eyes, and he could vaguely see that it was a humanoid creature, but the size was really amazing, not to mention a half-body taller than Ryan.

"Woo, woo......" Hearing the black shadow approaching, the cub was not afraid, but took the initiative to come to the feet of the black shadow under Ryan's surprised gaze, and kept roaring in a low voice, as if communicating with the other party.

Soon, the shadow passed over the cub and came to the wolf king's corpse, its furry paws lightly touching its wounds, bringing a streak of blood to its protruding nose. With a slight sniff, the black shadow froze in place, and the scarlet eyes slowly looked in Ryan's direction.

The latter shuddered, and immediately rushed towards the road from which he came, regardless of the danger of being exposed.

He saw it, wolf, it was a werewolf! And not ordinary werewolves!

In addition to plane travelers and aborigines, there is also a special kind of existence in the shadow world, shadows, the shadows of various creatures.

This shadow is not just a light shadow, it is a part of a creature's soul that can be lost if it is hit by a major blow or a spell effect. Creatures that are lucky enough to survive will lose their minds, and those who die will not return.

Many people believe that these shadows are a variant of the shadows, possessing bodies made up of shadow powers, which can be transformed into voids when necessary, while retaining some hand-to-hand combat abilities.

What's more, they are basically masters of the use of shadow magic, and in the shadow realm, they are so powerful and difficult that almost no one wants to fight them.

Ryan didn't expect to encounter the shadow of a werewolf in this place, no wonder the wolves have to go out to forage for food every day, no wonder they will take root near this cave, no wonder the wolf king has to take his last breath to get here. Clearly, it's here for help!

And this helper, judging from the size alone, is completely better than Ryan......

Shadow of the Werewolf

Large otherworldly creatures

Chaos and evil

Health: 57/57

Specialties: Shapeshifting, Fast Tracking, Mastery First Strike, Heavy Attack, Bleeding Heavy Attack......

Special:

Shadow Touch: An innate weapon that deals 1d6 extra damage to enemies.

Body of Shadows: Entities gain damage reduction, and virtual states are immune to physical damage and increased spell resistance, but cannot attack, and can trigger Shadow Touch.

Dementor Roar: Sends out a soul-piercing roar that causes creatures that fail the Will Test to tremble, and can only be applied once in 12 hours for the same creature.

Shadow Walk: Move the shadow within 30 feet, frequency: 5/5, charge time: 30 minutes.

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Difficulty: Very difficult

Judging from the information obtained from the reconnaissance, this werewolf happens to be the enemy that Ryan is most reluctant to encounter, he is good at pursuit, attacking high blood, and he has control and displacement!

If you don't run now, when?!