Chapter 392: Luck (1)
The first setback really made the minds of the wizards a little confused. In particular, the hard-hit wizard completely disrupted the formation of his teammates like a gap, causing the wizards' offensive to suddenly stagnate, giving the werewolf a rare breather.
Unexpectedly, Lucian did not take advantage of this opportunity to expand the results of the battle, but suddenly and quickly retreated after his face changed, and hid behind the werewolf again.
I have to say that Lucian's action was very timely, because less than a tenth of a second after his footsteps left his original position, a dense rain of bullets had already fallen from the position he had just been in.
Boom!
The ferocious and dense firepower even turned over the hard pavement paved with large blocks of bluestone.
Even because the barrage is too dense, it is difficult to find even a complete piece of gravel with an area of more than one square centimeter in this area!
Just taking a breath and noticing the movement behind him, Lucian's rugged face couldn't help but turn pale.
No matter how strong the werewolf is, it is only flesh and blood after all! If this attack is really implemented on yourself......
Lucien looked up at the wizards with trepidation, and found that the gap that had just been broken by himself had been reconnected.
After all, I have also trained in the dungeon world for two years, and the experience of the wizards is actually not bad, but because it is the first time to carry out a real colonization mission in another world, the mentality is a little unstable.
At this moment, after recovering from the shock, the wizards' previous experience involuntarily came to their minds, and they did not give the werewolves any more opportunities.
I couldn't help but snort in my mouth, and fine beads of sweat kept falling from my forehead.
It's not that Lucien is afraid, but the sequelae left by him in the process of forcibly breaking through to the wizards in the face of a hail of bullets and bullets just now, the after-effects have begun to attack.
The silver bullet's restraint on the werewolf physique, although not as strong as the sun's restraint on the vampire, is definitely not to be underestimated.
At this moment, several silver bullets stuck in Lucian's body, like cancer cells appearing in ordinary people's bodies, began to rapidly erode the surrounding normal cells.
Even more so than the damage caused by cancer cells to normal cells, the silver bullet corroded the werewolf's body even more intensely.
Lucien's wound from the silver bullet was almost rejuvenated at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning into a lifeless mass of "carrion".
"Hiss~ What a vicious method!!"
Lucian touched several wounds on his body that had completely lost his senses, and a strong sense of discomfort swelled in his heart.
Poof!
Without much hesitation, holding back the severe pain, Lucien used his claws to dig out several wounds and carrion on his body that he was already fully aware of, barely stopping the continuous erosion of the silver bullet on his body.
However, just because Lucian can be so ruthless to himself doesn't mean that other werewolves have the same decisive courage as him.
People tend to be ruthless with others, but not necessarily with themselves. The same goes for werewolves.
Therefore, after seeing Lucian's actions, although several werewolves around him who also had wounds on their bodies also realized that something was wrong, but even if they hesitated, they had already delayed the best time for treatment!
The speed at which the silver bullets corroded the werewolf's body tissues was beyond imagination, and when they recovered from their hesitation, they were shocked to find that most parts of their bodies could no longer move!
"It's over!"
A sense of despair that they hadn't experienced for a long time came to their hearts, and several werewolves understood why those werewolves who were obviously not seriously injured before still collapsed on the ground and didn't get up.
The high-density silver bullets refined by wizards with special techniques are really much more terrifying than the silver bullets that werewolves have known before!
The decline of the werewolves continued to expand, and the sorcerers were covered with corpses everywhere.
Werewolves are also creatures with seven emotions and six desires, not war machines that are completely emotionless. In such a situation, almost no werewolf would think that his side still has the ability to turn the tide of battle.
Finally, the first rout of fear appeared.
The werewolves left behind their proud warrior pride and began to flee in a panic, only thinking of getting away from the hellish slaughterhouse for them.
Lucien was also very helpless in his heart, although he knew that such an unorganized escape would only bring more harm to the werewolf clan, but in this situation, his majesty as a wolf king was almost lost to the extreme. Except for a few diehards around him, there were no other werewolves who could calm down and obey his orders.
"Could it be that the fate of the werewolves is about to end here......
Outside of the battle, Fang Yan didn't care about what Lucian was thinking at the moment. Just after the complete defeat of the werewolf clan, he suddenly felt a very strange and familiar feeling descend on him.
Almost subconsciously, the word "luck" appeared in the heart of the dialect.
"Is it because of the defeat of the two protagonist races in this world......
Tongue eyes twinkle.
Luck, this is not the first time that dialects have been encountered. When he descended to the biochemical world, in order to avoid the attack of the world consciousness, Fang Yan used his bloodline innate ability "Hades" to seize everything from the little boy who was also named Sean.
Among them, naturally includes the "luck" that the little boy has.
However, it may be because of Fang Yan's own strength, the luck he has captured has no other obvious manifestations except for the role he has played in winning the recognition of world consciousness.
This also makes the dialect unconsciously ignore the existence of luck.
But it is undeniable that luck is definitely a wonderful and special thing, which is inextricably linked to the origin and rules of a world.
In the cognition of dialects, everyone with great luck is afraid that they will receive special attention from the world.
And at this moment, after the wizards completely defeated the vampires and werewolves of this world, they suddenly found that luck had befallen them, which had to make Fang Yan feel a little surprised.
Almost blessed to the soul, the dialect opened up its own Senluo world to the outside world, forming a Senluo realm projected onto this world.
"It worked!"
Although it was only a slight improvement, how could the change in the origin of the Senluo world hide from the eyes of the dialects.
What surprised the dialect even more was that the increase in the origin of the Senluo world was not a one-time increase, but an endless increase at a constant rate.