Charles felt a bulge of power in his eyes as he heard the terrible meow, the same feeling he had faced the pot-bellied dragon in Belegost five years earlier.

However, at this moment, he is only facing a cat!

A long-tailed cat with green eyes and shiny fur black in the moonlight!

If you don't take into account its frightening eyes, this little creature popping out of the grass is about the same as a little milk cat.

However, since it can make such a high-pitched and magical sound, it is clear that it cannot be an ordinary pet cat.

Charles had just shot an arrow, but another arrow came out of the quiver he was carrying behind him, clinging to his waist and slashing to his empty fingers.

So when the cat appeared, he had already put the second arrow on the bow.

"Meow ——!"

Quite different from the sound just now, after Charles's second arrow was pointed at the cat, it actually bowed its head slightly in the distance, and made a rather deferential sound.

It's just that Charles showed a sneer because of this, and then the pitch-black iron arrow in his hand suddenly came out!

"Meow ——!"

At the last moment, the cat quickly jumped up from the ground to dodge, and then it was completely gentle, and when it landed, it bowed and glared at Charles with fierce eyes, but when it was about to rush towards Charles, the second arrow came in an instant!

Then the third, the fourth......

The whizzing of arrows through the air continued to sound in the night, and the piercing meows of cats grew louder and louder.

He saw a slender young hunter standing under a rock on a high slope, and on the high slope in front of him, a little black crouch kept flying from side to side, looking very embarrassed, but the distance between him and the hunter was gradually shortening.

And when its position was close to a certain extent, the little thing that was passively dodging suddenly jumped on its hind legs, and its body slammed into the air towards Charles!

At the same time, its body, which should have been the size of two palms, swelled abruptly, transforming from a dwarf milk cat into a panther-like behemoth in an instant!

At this time, Charles had just shot an arrow, and he had not yet set up the second arrow, and if he was not prepared for it, he would probably be caught off guard.

However, as the cat approached, Charles had quietly adjusted the angle at which he was standing.

So although he was a little surprised by this sudden change, he still narrowly avoided this attack sideways!

Behind him was the huge rock, and although the giant cat pounced in the air, it was in a very athletic posture, its two forelimbs supported on the rock surface and slightly bent, and its hind limbs were pushing hard, ready to rebound and attack again.

However, at this moment, the means that Charles had not used all this time suddenly exploded!

Under the moonlight, the reflection of the rock was inconspicuous, but just as the big cat's limbs touched the surface of the stone, seven or eight strange shadows suddenly flew out of the dim color and suddenly crossed the stone surface, tightly coiling on the cat's limbs and even body!

Caught off guard, the big black cat kicked its body back, but because of this, a sharp arrow that broke through the air pierced its neck, and plunged into the rock behind it with a bang!

The rock was so strong and cat-like that the arrow was only halfway through the insertion before it shuddered and stopped.

But because of this, the big cat that had not completely died because of its speed was still hanging on the rock surface more than three meters high, whimpering and wailing, kicking and trembling, the wound wrapped in the iron arrow slowly oozing black blood, and the thick green eyes gradually lost focus.

It just seemed to be dead, but the murderer still didn't let it go, and he heard a continuous popping sound, and one after another metal arrows pierced the cat's body one after another, nailing its body that was swaying slightly in mid-air to the surface of the rock body.

The moonlight was cold, and the scene looked ferocious and weird.

However, the person's expression at this time was full of solemnity, even if the big cat in front of him was shot into a sieve.

Because the feeling in my heart has not completely dissipated, it still keeps coming out of this cat's body!

"What the hell is this?"

Frowning at the big dumb creature on the rock, Charles scooped up a black arrow and was about to shoot again, but suddenly he felt a gust of wind blow out of the opponent's body!

A faint howl of anger struck, and the incident happened suddenly, Charles subconsciously dodged sideways, and the long black hair scattered on his chest shook because of the wind, and the same feeling as when a cat barked was born.

But in the next moment, the feeling suddenly dissipated.

It's a ghost!

Even though it was no longer visible to the naked eye, Charles recognized it. But he also noticed that this ghost was completely different from ordinary people.

I didn't have time to think about the difference, because a panicked hissing suddenly sounded not far away, and I turned my head to see that the white horse Annoel was shaking his tail and shaking his head at a loss

It was only after Charles scurried past that the panicked horse gradually quieted down.

for the strange wind is gone.

……

The enemy was "repulsed", and the surroundings seemed to be safe.

It's just that Charles is no longer in the mood to rest at this time.

Inspecting the battlefield, the ones stuck in the cat's body, and the scattered black arrows that had been shot before, he took a deep look at the corpse of the big cat that had fallen to the base of the rock because it had no support strength, and then rode away without hesitation.

The cat appeared suddenly, but it was unlikely that there would be any other enemy than the great enemy from the north.

Battles in the South Elmos Forest, the Haradin Colony, and the Blue Mountains......

Several actions in a row used that very conspicuous and unique power, coupled with the fact that the Nando tribe should have been scattered by him, and it seems that because of this kind of sake, the enemy has already targeted the Charr.

But Charles is not worried.

Although the encirclement of Nanodor is not strong, it still exists, and the dwarves of the Blue Mountains are still entrenched and recovering their vitality.

With these two barriers, no matter where the enemy attacks, it is impossible to immediately defeat the Charr and his kingdom.

As long as the enemy does not launch a large attack, the charr do not see much threat to their safety.

There are some strange species and strange magic in this world, but for the most part, they still rely on physical strength to fight.

But not to mention that he had already firmly equipped himself at this time, even without these armors, he had faced the ferocious Fire Demon and even the pot-bellied dragon back then.

Those two creatures, as far as he knew, were already the opponent's high-end combat power.

"But since it's a sneak attack, why would you send such an obvious vulture to follow you?"

"Could it be that those big birds are really just passing by?"

As he galloped through the quiet moonlit wilderness, the doubt crossed Charles' mind.