Just as Bloodpaw desperately rushed towards Punk, the three summoned wolves loyally followed Punk's orders and pounced on Bloodpaw.

"Damn the livestock, get out of the way"!

As expected, in the face of the simultaneous pounce of the three demon wolves, Bloodclaw could only change direction to avoid the two giant wolves, but even so, there was still a demon wolf that rushed forward enough to successfully bite Bloodclaw's right hand.

It is no exaggeration to say that the bite force of the demon wolf is tearing gold and cracking stones, even if the blood claw has attached a layer of wriggling plasma to the hand to defend it, when the demon wolf's upper and lower jaws are closed, there is a clear sound from the arm of the blood claw.

"Damn it, damn it, fuck me off, get out of here!"

The huge demon wolf has some weight that matches its reminder, and it is impossible for the blood claw to charge with such a huge creature weighing twice as much as himself, but the demon wolf who has been ordered by the punk is extremely fierce and not afraid of death, even if the blood claw tears a wolf leg off the demon wolf's body with his left hand, the demon wolf also bites the arm of the blood claw and refuses to let go.

Seeing that the other three demon wolves had turned around and rushed towards him, the life energy in his body was burning rapidly like grease thrown into a brazier, and he finally felt a faint despair about the matter of "ending up together".

"Sure enough, I'm not a fighter."

Thinking of this, a wry smile couldn't help but appear on the bloody claw's hideous and torn face.

At the same time, the other two demon wolves also bit the blood claw fiercely, and the weight of the three giant wolves completely stopped the blood claw that was still sprinting hard, and the second giant wolf even bit off the blood claw's remaining left hand.

At this point, all of Bloodclaw's calculations have been completely lost, and he has never had time to get close to punk, and the self-detonation that has been brewing for a long time is even more meaningless.

At this time, the night of the western wilderness had already entered, and the light of Mira and Chikazar had once again left the plane of Ferron, and three bright moons of different colors appeared in the air, but the dark clouds that came in a hurry seemed to tell the arrival of the curtain call.

"It looks like it's time to put an end to this farce"!

Punk was far away from Bloodclaw at this time, the spell in his hand had been prepared, at such a distance, even if Bloodclaw's self-explosion was as powerful as Tishahar's's self-explosion, Punk was not afraid, and Bloodclaw, which was entangled by the three-headed demon wolf, could not get out in a short time.

"Bloodclaw, no matter how much you struggle, it's just as fleeting as the big fireball that just crossed the sky, now is the time to ............"

“............”

“............ Something seems to be wrong"?

Just as Punk was about to announce the end of Bloodclaw's life, a strong "sense of disobedience" made the spell in Punk's hand pause, and at that moment, he seemed to feel that his brain suddenly sank, but this feeling was too thin, so thin that Punk was not sure if there was such a thing.

"What just happened, did Bloodclaw use some kind of hole card?"

Punk pinched the compressed version of the magic power "kinetic energy cone" that had been prepared in his hand and hidden, his face became more and more gloomy, and his intuition told him that something must have happened to him just now, as a fourteenth-level spellcaster, it was impossible for his thoughts to have "illusions" for no reason, even the side effects of "activation potions" were impossible.

Something must have happened, and it can never be a simple illusion"!

"Anyway, let's get rid of the enemy in front of you first."

Punk shook his head lightly and suppressed his intuition for the time being, he didn't say anything more, but released the "kinetic energy cone" that had been prepared to the blood claw with a blank face.

Under the desperate gaze of the Blood Claw, the kinetic energy cone easily pierced his skull, and until this moment, his self-explosion did not have time to release.

The bloodclawless corpse fell to the ground like a tattered puppet, and the uncontrolled blood quickly spread into an ordinary bright red.

With the death of Bloodclaw, the life energy in his body that did not belong to him quickly dissipated, and in the end, a large amount of overflowing life energy even made the flowers and plants around Bloodclaw grow half taller.

Punk watched from afar as Bloodclaw's corpse twitched and fell silent, and then used prophecy to confirm that Bloodclaw's insolent proclamation of "no one can catch me" was indeed dead, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the effect of the "activation potion" completely faded, and Punk only felt a huge amount of exhaustion coming to him like a tide, every muscle in his body felt severe soreness, and all kinds of sounds in his brain were like a concert.

Punk was sure that it was the first time he had ever been so exhausted since he had crossed over, so tired that he couldn't wait to find a place to meditate for a few hours to rest.

But Punk doesn't have time to rest now, not only can't he rest, but he has to continue to keep his mind up and be ready to deal with danger, because ...... He was one hundred percent sure that his mind had been manipulated just now, and as the battle ended and time dragged on, the sense of incongruity had increased rather than diminished.

"What the hell is going on, what just happened"?

Punk ordered the three-headed wolf to form a circle around him, and he himself fell into deep thought, or rather deep reading of his own memories.

This kind of dissonance in thinking can't be ignored by Punk, you must know that he is not only a spellcaster with extremely powerful psychic power, but also blesses the outer layer of his soul with a formal-level spell that has been compressed and strengthened by magic power at any time and place-"Psychic Barrier", and it is more difficult to influence Punk's mind silently than to kill him directly.

"Memory, memory, something must have happened twenty-five seconds ago".

Punk closed his eyes and immersed himself in his memory, and he began to replay in his mind what was at least a memory for twenty-five seconds.

"Bloodclaw assaulted, I ordered the demon wolf to intercept, a huge fireball flew through the sky extremely fast, I prepared the spell, the spell was ready, I killed the bloodclaw............ Bloodclaw strikes, and I order the demon wolf to intercept ............"

The more he thought about it, the more Punk's brow furrowed, because in his mind, this memory was simply normal, and there was no "anything" special, or "anything" noteworthy.

"It's really tricky, and it doesn't seem that the effect comes from memory."

Punk opened his eyes with a gloomy face, he had confirmed that his memory had not been tampered with by anyone, and after reading this memory dozens of times in a few seconds, Punk did not find anything abnormal, but that strong "sense of incongruity" could no longer be felt without "intuition".

"It's so tricky, and if this 'thing' doesn't work anymore, I'll have to think about whether or not to use 'Filthy Foreknowledge'."

Thinking of this, the magic vortex in the punk's pupils spun rapidly, and he took out an alchemical potion in a test tube from the storage ring, the concentration potion.

Although Punk is now in this desolate wilderness where there is not even a single shelter, the Golem Two, who can defend him, is not by his side, and the solidification spells of various magic items have not passed the "cooldown" time, and the most terrifying thing is that Punk is still in a state of weakness due to the side effects of the "activation" potion that has just expired, but he still decides to drink this "concentration potion".

There's no way around it, and the sudden "sense of disobedience" tells Punk at any time that the "unknown" has arrived, and it's real.