"What a big wolf ......"

Paul beside Malone whispered - this somewhat reassured Malone - it turned out that not all wolves in the world of Azeroth could grow so big. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

"Wolves! It's a wolf! ”

Althea shrank behind Marlon and screamed.

Of course I know it's a wolf, so can you be quiet, auntie? And...... Even if it's a wolf, what are you so excited about?

- Malone said silently in his heart that it was indeed a little difficult for him to distinguish between a woman's excitement and fear.

"What to do, Chief Lothar?"

Robin pursed his lips and asked Marlon in a low voice after a long time.

There were dozens of giant wolves that had fully emerged in their form alone, and in the depths of the twilight forest, the terrible howls of wolves were still heard, and no one knew how many of these giant wolves were there.

The only armed force in the refugee ranks was a dozen or so soldiers of the Xiquan garrison, and the other refugees could not even find bunkers.

"I've told everyone to light the torches, but we don't have enough oil, and the torches won't last long, these wolves ......"

Elo Eberlock walked up to Malone's side and said worriedly.

"I ......"

Of course, Malone didn't know how to deal with these giant wolves, and he planned to go to the skill distribution system to find the answer.

Among the various skills in World of Warcraft, there must be many who can kill these wolves, but in that case, how to explain the origin of these skills has become a difficult problem for Malone to face - after all, he is only a warrior of Stormwind, not a mage of Dalaran.

Of course, Malone can't manage so much, and if he can't keep these refugees, he won't even have a chance to explain to others.

At this moment, Althea and the refugees in the camp let out even sharper exclamations; Marlon looked in the direction of Althea's fingers, and his strong body couldn't help but tremble.

At the edge of the twilight forest, the giant wolves that had scurried out of the woods suddenly scattered in both directions, making way for them; A white-headed wolf with silver-white fur and twice the size of other giant wolves slowly walked out of the woods surrounded by more than a dozen black giant wolves.

Everywhere the white-headed wolves went, the giant wolves lowered their conical heads, their forelimbs slightly bent, and they prostrate themselves on the ground, as if intelligent beings were expressing their submission.

And this white-headed wolf, like a proud king of the world, walked to the front of the wolves, raised its slender and elegant neck, and howled in the sky.

"Rubes ......"

Suddenly, Malone heard a refugee next to him whispering something familiar.

"Rubes?"

Ero Eberlock asked the refugee in confusion about the meaning of the word.

"Yes, Mr. Ellro...... Rubes, that's the name of this white wolf...... Legend has it that it is the embodiment of the devil, the product of the devil and the enchantress of adultery, and its every move can bring the power of the shadows, and no one who has seen it has ever survived...... The Light is above, and we ...... this time"

The refugee fell to his knees, trembling all over, his hands scratching the mark of light on his chest, unable to calm his fear-snatched mind.

"Son of the Devil ......"

Ero Eberlock whispered the refugee's words, he remembered that the refugee had lived near the Twilight Forest for a time before the war broke out, and perhaps he had heard rumors about the white wolf at that time.

Elo Eberlock doesn't believe in such outrageous legends, but he knows that whether he believes it or not, it won't help the refugee team's current situation.

"Rubes? This guy is Rubles? ”

Marlon asked in surprise, forgetting for a moment that he and the refugees were surrounded by wolves.

"Sir Lothar, you know this wolf too?"

El Ro Eberlock asked in surprise - did he remember that the young Sir Lothar had lived in a place like the Twilight Forest, which was considered remote in the territory of Stormwind.

"Sort of......

Malone replied vaguely as he looked at the "beautiful" beast.

On Earth, in the game called World of Warcraft that Malone once played, Rubes was a well-known beast - at least for hunter players.

The silver-white appearance, the special effects of shadow attacks, and the title of "Wolf King" given by players make this giant white wolf wandering in the twilight forest a popular choice for hunter pets, along with Broken Fang, Shuma, Laxiri, etc.

Marlon himself had captured Rubes as a baby, but he didn't expect that in the real world of Azeroth, this silver-white wolf king would be even more stylish and dazzling.

"Chief Lothar, we ...... Is it a retreat, or is it a ......"

Seeing that Malone was in a daze, Paul couldn't help but ask about the next strategic countermeasures - judging from the appearance of the wolves, it should not be far from when they attack.

"Retreat? Oh no...... If it were Rubous, I would have a good idea......"

Ma Long returned to reality from his distraction, looked at the huge silver-white wolf king, and smiled inexplicably.

Is Chief Lothar crazy? He could still laugh? This is a pack of wolves! A wolf pack of hundreds of giant wolves!

Even if the Xiquan garrison could kill and injure a dozen giant wolves, the remaining wolves would be enough to tear this refugee team into a river of blood in a matter of moments; And at such a time, Chief Lothar is still laughing?

There was only one thought left in Paul's mind.

Ma Long didn't know what his subordinates were doing to slander him, so he pushed away a few soldiers of the Xiquan garrison who were blocking in front of him, and strode towards the wolves in front of him.

"Malone? What are you doing? ”

Althea didn't realize how dangerous his actions were until Malone had walked a long way; For a moment, the girl overcame her fear of the grinning wolves and wanted to run out and drag Marlon back.

Of course, Artea's madness was rightfully stopped by Elo Eberlock and the other refugees; At the same time, their eyes looking at Ma Long's back were also full of incomprehension and questions.

"Chief Lothar? What are you doing? ”

Paul cried out, clenching the spear in his hand tightly - what should he do?

Paul didn't know the answer to this question; If Chief Lothar wants to go to war with these giant wolves, why not order himself and Robin to charge?

If Governor Lothar was going to run away with the refugees, why would he go to the wolves alone? Is he really crazy?

- Paul thought as he turned his gaze to Robin beside him. xh118