A gloomy world.

The barren hills, full of bushes, were also filled with the same black aura of death, but it was much more alive than the rest, for the gray-backed wolves were beginning to assemble here.

Their strength is very strong, most of them are ninth-order gray-backed wolves, and they are all veterans of the ninth order, all of them are the peak of the ninth order, comparable to the existence of sub-gods.

These gray-backed wolves are all fierce and abnormal, and they are all full of evil energy, and they are obviously good hunters in the killing field.

Although they did not hunt with flags and beat war drums, they were also orderly and had some battle formations. There was a lot of expectation in their eyes.

In the center of the pack, there are four even taller gray-backed wolves, who are the four generals of the gray-backed wolf king Milanov, Wellington, Othello, Eusebio, and Cicero.

They were still roaming the psychedelic forest of the Black and White Sacred Mountain, however, somehow, they were suddenly moved to this withered world by a strange force, and they were also informed by a voice, a voice that they could not resist and disobey, that the murderer of Prince Chimki was coming.

Though their hearts were full of hesitation, the voice was full of temptation and unquestionability, as if it were their Father, and there was no room for disobedience.

At this point, they are waiting.

"Quickly assemble, quickly conceal, the murderer who killed our esteemed Prince Chimki is coming, this time, we must avenge His Majesty the Prince, only succeed, not fail." The four generals deployed their own troops. Military orders were issued, and majestic voices continued to sound in this dark place.

The gray-backed wolf did not dare to slack off. The only sound of footsteps and breathing in the quiet space is the sound of footsteps.

As time passed, the Greyback wolves began to set up ambushes in this gloomy world. Hide your figure.

A dim light flickered in the space, and Ilan's tired figure suddenly appeared.

Silence, not a single sound.

However, with the arrival of Elan, the aura of slaughter began to become solemn.

Ilan stepped forward, stepping into the ambush circle of the grayback wolf.

A deep voice came from an inconspicuous corner, and the whole world seemed to boil.

"Attack, attack."

"Kill, kill—"

The orders of the four generals were suddenly issued.

The gray-backed wolves leaped out.

Their eyes turned scarlet. The strength of the original ninth order rushed upwards and quickly, and soon broke through the boundaries of the sub-gods, and one by one powerful auras erupted here.

Boom -

The sound of air explosions continued to be heard, which was caused by the sudden attack of the gray-backed wolf figure rubbing the air.

The gray-backed wolf, which was already extremely tall and strong, became thicker and stronger in an instant.

"Is this berserk? Damn, collective rage. ”

Looking at the overwhelming gray-backed wolves, Yilan can be regarded as having seen a big scene, and he also feels palpitations at this time.

Two thousand gray-backed wolves simply converged into a sea of gray-brown. The surging waves smashed towards Ilan, of course, such a power could not scare Ilan.

Boom -

These gray-backed wolves are incredibly fast and extremely powerful in attack.

Originally, they were only good at melee combat. At this moment, it is a very fresh magic attack.

Whew-

The wolf's howl was accompanied by red fireballs.

Snort, snort-

Fireballs spawn from each other, and countless fireballs are connected in a row. Like a brilliant sea of fire, it burns everything. Destroy everything.

The blazing heat, the blazing flames came from the surface. Surrounded by Ilan in the middle, it seemed that there was no way to avoid it.

Ilan had no choice but to cast the Aurora Shadow.

His body began to dissolve, and he looked like it was about to melt into the darkness. However, something abrupt happened, and I saw the four generals suddenly shouting.

Whether it is Wellington, Othello, Eusebio and Cicero, they are also with scarlet eyes, and their strength is even more exaggerated after the rage, at this time, they are already the strength of the peak of the sub-gods.

The four generals joined forces.

What they are brewing is a bizarre sonic attack that is silent. A large scarlet mouth opened, and the mouthpiece in it vibrated at a super-fast frequency.

It was as if a silent magic spell was being sung.

Although it is silent, however, it is not small.

The air shook, like a sharp white arrow, faster than lightning.

When Ilan was about to cover it, it directly hit his body.

Pain.

The whole body, whether it is muscles or bones, every cell, every nerve seems to begin to vibrate and burst.

Exploding pain.

Whew-

Every vessel, muscle, and skin of Ilan, constantly expanding and contracting, let out a painful wail. Even if the Polar Shadow is deepened, it will not be able to avoid this shock, because even the power of darkness is vibrating silently in this sound wave at this moment.

From time to time, air explosions rolled up in the air, bursting, and exploding, like boiling water.

Ilan's body kept shattering, blood jumping on the surface of his body like a dance, and the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were even more terrifying, and a trace of blood flowed out from time to time, as if he was a warrior covered in blood.

"Damn ultrasonic attacks, that's how often this is. It makes my internal organs shatter. "Fortunately, Yilan's realm at this time is quite high, and the recovery ability of the body is quite high, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it can be recovered in a short time, of course, this has to pay a certain price, that is, the energy contained in the body.

The sonic attacks came in waves, and the four generals roared desperately, as if they had a deep hatred, and they would not stop until they killed a wave.

Ilan's body shattered again and again, and then recovered again and again, and the pain in this process was unavoidable.

He could only endure it.

However, the attack did not come only from the four generals.

There are also more than 2,000 gray-backed wolves, all of them are already raging at the moment, and the bloody rage has made their combat power unmatched, and they have temporarily reached the strength of a subgod.

Although Yilan's strength is strong, he is only a sub-god peak, not a god yet.

He was hurt by the surprise attack and his inability to use the Shadow to hide in the darkness of nothingness.

These gray-backed wolves, spitting out large fireballs, are surging towards Elan.

The momentum is like a tide.

The continuous sea of fire instantly drowned Yilan's figure, fortunately, the magic resistance of the dragon scale armor was good, enough to resist the damage of the fireball technique, even so, the blazing heat made Yilan sweat like rain, very unbearable.

What's more, these gray-backed wolves have more than that.

Ice Arrow.

Ice spikes made beautiful arcs and shot towards Ilan from above the sea of fire.

Subject to the concussion of the sonic attack, Ilan could not dodge it, so he could only resist it.

The sound of thumping is endless.

Although such an ice arrow can't cause much damage to Ilan, the ultra-low temperature is enough to reduce the activity of Ilan's body and reduce his recovery ability.

Blazing, bitterly cold.

There is also the oscillation of sound waves.

Ilan's recovery began to slow down a little, which made him a little agitated.

"Damn, this time it was really careless, I really didn't expect that there would be danger in this declining world." (To be continued.) )