Overcast gray skies, massive heavy clouds piled up. Occasionally, one can see that the far north is already a black oppression.

A low-lying grassland with a tribe of wolf-headed people. At the main entrance of the fence stands a long pillar with a flag tied to it. The flag is tattooed with a roaring green wolf, and with a light wind, it blows whirring.

The main entrance is tied together by a circle of wooden pillars, and two wooden towers are built on the left and right sides. Four or five wolf-headed men with wolf heads and silver-white light armor guarded the surroundings. They held a curved scimitar in one hand and a telescope in the other, looking for hostile spies nearby.

Because it's a grassland, there aren't many hiding places.

"See?" By the wooden door, Grant and the other four people, who had become invisible, thought about the voice.

"Well, we've searched this place thoroughly. Now I'm ready to do it, but I didn't expect that the parallel space here seems to be very opposed to our use of range-of-effect spells and psychic exploration, and I can't release even one of them. If it can be unleashed, any area of effect spell will kill a large number of wolfheads. ”

McAdam spoke, with deep regret in his tone.

Grant smiled, "It's okay, there's nothing difficult to deal with anyway." Well, now it's time to prepare for an operational attack. I'm to the north, Life Scholar to the right, Hetins to the south, and McAdam to the west. Remember, the most important thing in this operation is the chieftain of the tribe, and we want to get his head. ”

"Got it, let's do it." The rest nodded, and staves or greatswords appeared in their hands.

Rushing!!

The space shook like a calm lake, emitting ripples.

The werewolf-headed guard on the wooden tower sensed that something was wrong, and his pale golden eyes suddenly became shocked when he saw below. Immediately ring the alarm bell on the wooden tower. The other side. The three wolf-headed men drew their longbows and fired arrows of energy with wind elementals. in parallel space. Ordinary wolf-headed people can't spell spells, but armor. The weapons are all demonic items.

A powerful wind bolt sliced through the air and shot exactly at Grant's back.

Shout!

Grant instinctively felt a chill run in his back, and a wave of hostility rushed towards his tail vertebrae. With a flick of his fingers, Refei and Purple Mist jumped out one after another.

"Purple mist turns into wings!" Grant grabbed the light blue sword and commanded.

The purple solidified mist morphed into four wings that fit directly onto Grant's back. Grant moved his wings off the ground with his mind and rushed towards him with his sword in hand.

"Give me death!" Grant rushed forward, and the talent spell that came with the sword body immediately activated. He half-spun his body and swung his tornado-like blade and slashed straight down. With a pop, the three wolf-headed guards fell. A neat cut was formed between the wolf's head and neck, bubbling with blood.

As soon as Grant collected, the hearts of the three wolves were put into the reserve space. At the same time, the wrist moved again, and the remaining head flew into the hand.

"Let's act!" Grant stood in the wooden tower and nodded to the men.

"Let's go!" The rest nodded and walked into the tribe. In less than a moment, a terrible scream rang out, resounding through the sky over and over again.

In the middle of a tent, a group of wolf-headed men in golden armor stood on the periphery. On his back was a longbow, and a gold scimitar hung from his waist. Their eyes are like beasts that choose to eat, full of domineering.

Inside the tent, there was a dull crackling sound with a low panting.

Inside the round tent. The ground is covered with a layer of fur. In the middle was a large ornate square bed, on which lay two naked wolf-headed men who were colliding with each other with their reproductive organs. The air emitted an obscene smell and crackling sound. The male wolf-headed man has strong muscles all over his body, and a huge green wolf totem tattooed on his back.

He gasped for white air. Sweating profusely.

"Fuck, fuck. Damn ......" he cursed incessantly.

Suddenly, a terrible scream came from the outside world.

His expression was excited, and he suddenly felt a power release from his body. Comfortable as if in heaven. It was so cool that he squinted his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but howl wolf.

"Chief, there's someone out there attacking the Horde!" The people outside knew that the chief was going to finish his errand, and hurriedly shouted.

Thirty seconds later, the gray hairs on the chief's head were wet into tufts of sweat. He pulls it from the female wolf-headed man who has been played with. He said angrily: "What wolf-headed people dare to attack my tribe, don't you want to live?" It's really looking for death, doing death, and dying. ”

"I don't think so." I don't know when there was an extra young mage in a black robe in the camp.

He has waist-length linen hair mixed with black and red hair. There is also a delicate black bracelet on the white wrist.

"Who are you!" Grant's mind crossed the enemy's question.

"The man who killed you!" Grant smiled, and the moment his eyes released murderous intent, the black and red hair formed a dense rainstorm thread and shot towards the wolf-headed chieftain. The corners of his lips moved slightly, and four or five dark green skeletons floated in the air, flying quickly in unison.

"Damn!" The wolf-headed man slammed out of the green mist. A puff of smoke cleared, revealing a giant wolf four meters tall with green fur like metal. Blood was dripping from the corners of his hideous mouth, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Bang!

The claws swept through like a gust of wind, slamming into Grant without gaps.

Grant's eyes shrank, and then jumped. The filaments are densely confronted with each other. He didn't expect that the other party's strength after transformation was quite strong. It's a pity that it's useless in the face of the difference in strength. The black bracelet flicked, and an illusory black angel appeared in front of him. He had a handsome and bevelous face, and was dressed in a long black robe, with a sickle and blood moon tattooed on his chest. The four wings that stirred slightly behind the back could smell a smell of blood.

Yes!!!

With a snort, he swooped into the green wolf's body.

The green wolf paused slightly, and a light blue long sword appeared in Grant's left hand. On the tip of his toes, a burst of silver light flashed through the neck of the green wolf chieftain. Suddenly blood sprayed, and the wolf-headed chief was shocked to see that the body was standing on the opposite side of him, and he couldn't figure out how he could see his body.

"It's really troublesome." Grant picked up the head of the wolf-headed chief and walked outside the tent.

Outside, there was gray smoke everywhere. Quite a few werewolf-headed guards and ordinary warriors resisted with weapons. But the next second. All the were-headed men who resisted showed a thin scar on their necks, and their heads were broken.

Brush! Heitins tiptoed. Appears next to Grant. He smiled, "Did you get it?" ”

"Well, I think the first goal has been reached. Now only the two-headed werewolf remains. Grandt nodded and showed the chief's head to Highins.

Afterwards. The two informed Suvi and McAdam to rush to the location of the two-headed werewolf immediately.

…………

Forty thousand meters away from the Qingfeng tribe, it is one of the only three werewolf principalities in the grassland.

Freclay symbolizes the stubborn Holy City in wolf language, hence the name of the city.

Grant and the others hurried on their way, and soon saw a small dilapidated city in the distance between a forest. The outer walls are made of a ring of shoddy stone. Most of the castle is made up of wooden houses and caves, except for the palace in the middle. The exterior is decorated with a circle of delicate lace, and the slate and walls are made of cropudie.

The sparse grass and tall trees at the edge hung hidden traps, and near there was a circle of sunken ten-meter craters and fissures. Such a dilapidated country is not very good for human beings, but in the were-headed people who only have tribes, they can be regarded as impregnable. Unbreakable.

A thousand meters away from the principality, in the woods, there is a clear lake. Four or five werewolf-headed men guarded the protection from theft. At their level of civilization, water lakes are precious resources.

In the gloomy sky, four flying demonic beasts sat four mages.

They looked down at the scenery below and smiled, "This is the location of the two-headed demon werewolf, get ready." ”

"Haha, it's good morning. However, this is a principality, much larger than the tribe. If we fought like a tribe, we would probably let the two-headed werewolf escape. ”

"Then send someone to guard it. Once you find the two-headed werewolf. Everyone immediately joined forces to attack. ”

"That's right, let's do it."

Woooo

Three of them swooped down on their mounts and attacked the palaces. Although I am not 100% sure that the two-headed demon werewolf is inside the palace, at least there is a good chance.

A white light streaked across the sky. With the thunder lighting up the world. Together with the city.

Grant's face was illuminated white, and his eyes looked extremely cold.

After a while, a drop of water from the sky fell on Grant's face. Two drops, three drops...... A large amount of rain densely covers the entire city and grassland. The heavens and the earth made the rain gray. Grant's vision was affected and blurred. He turned his head to look at the leaves of the forest below, swaying back and forth. The heavy rain formed a gray curtain on the surface of the lake thousands of kilometers away, causing fine ripples, and the clear water of the lake turned earthy yellow, and the mud and rain on the edge mixed into the lake at an oblique angle.

"Hey, let's kill!" Grant turned his head, and thin streams of water slipped down his forehead.

He grabbed his pale blue sword and swung it downward.

The blade of the sword condensed into a ten-meter-long wind blade, slicing through the stone pillars of the palace and falling on the royal guards. One by one, they are neatly cut in half or four or five pieces.

The terrible screams seemed to be just the beginning, and the terrible screams sounded one after another.

At this moment, a tall wolf-headed man ran out of the stone gate of the palace. He was red all over, and had two huge wolf heads on his head. The strange thing is that the left eye is pale blue, and the other side is crimson.

"Human! You're looking for death! The two-headed demon werewolf roared, and his body suddenly grew larger. From the beginning of the four-meter-high rice directly into a ten-meter-high giant. Green thorns sprouted from his back and calves.

After Grant looked at it, he thought to himself: "I found the two-headed demon werewolf!" ”

"So fast, how do you always spot them?"

"Stop talking, McAdam report location." Some people have their hearts transmitting.

McAdam glanced at the sky at random, spotted Grant's figure, and said, "It's in the northeast." (To be continued......)