Chapter 11: The Sacrifice of the Wolf King
Fang Zhen ran wildly all the way, weaving through the tall trees of the forest, and soon reached the cliff that Mark had mentioned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The cliff was extremely high from the ground on the other side, and Fang Zhen was a little frightened at a glance, it was too high, it should be more than three hundred meters.
Fang Zhen picked up the scroll, took out the blue-gray demon core from his waist pocket, and took a deep breath.
"I hope that guy doesn't lie to me. I've never done it before, I used to use other people as bait. Fang Zhen thought to himself.
At the moment, he didn't hesitate to throw the demon core out, only to see the demon core fall into the forest on the other side of the cliff, Fang Zhen didn't care what happened to the demon core, and immediately ran along the edge of the cliff to his left, because there were many dense trees there, as long as he hid in the tree hole of the tree, he would be safe.
And in the wolf pack in the distance, more than a dozen Wind Silver Winged Wolves who were standing on the branches of the trees looked in Fang Zhen's direction at the same time, and ordered the wolves to move towards Fang Zhen's position just now without hesitation.
"Grandpa Mark, is Mr. Bundy okay?" Bila said a little worried, although she forcibly traded Fang Zhen's Sky Scepter, but after a few days of getting along, Fang Zhen's easy-going personality still made Bira and Gavi have a good impression, but Sails was cautious so he didn't.
"He's not coming back. Mark said softly, then closed his eyes.
"Ahh ”
"There is a ritual in the Daye Forest Green Wolf Royal Clan, which is the coming-of-age ceremony of the Golden Wolf King, which requires a large number of human souls to make the Golden Wolf King have wisdom comparable to that of human wisdom. The first few times we came, we didn't see any hunters or adventurers. They were all taken and sacrificed. If we hadn't used the Hidden Scroll, we might have been caught too, and this time, because the Hidden Scroll had been used up, it would have been discovered by the wolves immediately, otherwise I wouldn't have used these two low-level scrolls to hide here. Mark explained.
"And what is the scroll you gave to Mr. Bundy?" said Sayles.
"Yes, the scroll you just told Mr. Bundy is also a hidden scroll, but didn't you say you ran out of it, Grandpa Mark?" asked Bila worriedly, too.
At this moment, a strong white light appeared in the southern direction of the crowd, enough to illuminate the forest within a radius of several miles.
"It's the Aurora Illumination Technique, and what you gave Mr. Bundy is the Aurora Illumination Scroll of the Light Department. Sails looked stunned, and the others were also stunned, because in this way, Fang Zhen became a victim.
Everyone stared blankly at the brilliant white light, but Mark sighed softly.
"Mark, you bastard idiot, you actually keep me old!" Fang Zhen had to tear the scroll apart first, and then find a tree hole to hide in order to prevent the wolves from following his running trajectory to find him. But who knew that as soon as it was torn apart, a strong and dazzling white light burst out, so dazzling that Fang Zhen instantly fell to the ground and covered his eyes, but after all, it was a low-level light magic, and it was not very harmful, and after recovering his eyesight, Fang Zhen looked up to the sky and scolded.
But everything had already happened, because the wolves' reaction power was extremely fast, and a few breaths, a dozen galvanic silver-winged wolves had already stretched their wings to surround Fang Zhen, and they were staring at him with cold eyes.
Fang Zhen didn't panic, knowing that it was useless to be angry now. Take a deep breath, calm your emotions, and don't take your last reliance, the Desert Eagle. Because he knew that even if the Desert Eagle was as powerful as a cannon, it would definitely not be able to defeat more than a dozen Galvanic Wolves. I had to calm down and look at this as a multi-headed silver wolf with cold eyes and sharp teeth. Thinking about how to break through.
I saw a gale, silver-winged wolf, the size of a scalper. The hair on his body is silvery-white, reflecting silver light in the moonlight, and there are two fleshy wings on his back, and the wings are silvery.
Not long after, most of the wolves rushed over, and thousands of cyan giant wolves surrounded Fang Zhen violently, and Fang Zhen only stood up without panic, because he felt that these wolves would not eat him so easily.
Out of the pack came a giant blue wolf, and on the head of the wolf sat a white wolf the size of a head. Fang Zhen stared at this white wolf, the other green wolves were bigger than a cow, and this wolf was actually smaller than a dog. Then it's either a pup or a creature with special abilities.
Just as Fang Zhen was thinking, he saw the white wolf's eyes glow with a blue glow, Fang Zhen only felt that the blue light seemed to penetrate his soul, and then Fang Zhen felt that his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness. -------------------------------------
In the dark, Fang Zhen gradually woke up, but he didn't open his eyes, because this was the instinct of exploration, the instinct after being caught and knocked unconscious.
I heard only a lot of low howls, and when I heard them, I knew it was the soft howl of a wolf. Fang Zhen knew that he couldn't hear anything valuable when he closed his eyes, so he had to open his eyes, but he saw a very strange scene.
Fang Zhen knew that he was on a high mountain, and he was lying on a stone altar platform, and at a glance he knew that it was the product of non-high-level intelligent creatures, and there was no artistry at all, but it could be built so neatly, and the kings of these green wolves were still a little wise. The altar is surrounded by six stone pillars, and the floor of the altar is carved with only a few concentric circles. But this was not the strangest, because Fang Zhen saw that there was a forest in front of the altar, and there were countless green wolves crouching in the forest, crouching on the ground in the direction of the altar, howling in a low voice, as if they were worshipping, and their cries were extremely reverent.
Fang Zhen shifted his gaze, but saw a golden-colored wolf, squatting and sitting, head facing the sky, eyes closed. Like a wolf with golden fur the size of an ordinary wolf on Earth. Sitting on a circle in the center of the altar, with his eyes closed, his body surrounded by a band of cyan and white light, slowly rising.
Fang Zhen narrowed his eyes, because he knew what ritual this wolf should be doing, but Fang Zhen felt very weird, one wolf was doing a ritual, and ten thousand wolves were worshipping? What he said on the earth must be ridiculous, and he was scolded as an idiot. But in this world of magic and beasts, anything is possible.
Suddenly, I saw a person in the corner of his eye, lying not far from Fang Zhen without moving, wearing hard armor and yellow hair. It should be a man from the back, but he didn't even stretch his body to breathe, and he knew that he was dead at a glance. At the same time, Fang Zhen saw that there was a gray rock statue about ten meters high on the back of the altar, a statue of a giant wolf, as if it were real. Behind the statue is a layer of cliffs, according to Fang Zhen's guess, from Fang Zhen's visual point of view, it is just a layer of cliffs, but from a close perspective, it is a rift. Because it was hundreds of meters away, it was difficult to see clearly with Fang Zhen's current cultivation.
In an instant, Fang Zhen turned his head to look at the golden wolf, Fang Zhen knew from the corpse not far from him that it was just the scum of the sacrifice, and he was also a sacrifice. The corpse is intact, and the soul should be sacrificed as a sacrifice. This golden wolf should be a wolf king, digesting this man's soul.
Fang Zhen gave full play to his skills as an explorer, exploring the environment as much as possible, and thinking of what things could be used for his own benefit.
Below Shock, he sat up and closed his eyes. After two breaths, Fang Zhen opened his eyes again, his eyes revealing determination and perseverance. His hand gently touched his waist bag and took out a blood-red needle and the last detonator. A detonator is a blasting weapon that must be held for exploration, and when encountering impenetrable walls or cave walls, a detonator can explode a hole that can be drilled through.
Fang Zhen knew that digesting the soul was like the refining soul that belonged to the Demon Dao as those old Daoists said on the Earth Kunlun, and they had to concentrate on it and not move. Otherwise, not only will your previous efforts be wasted, but your soul will also be damaged.
Fang Zhen moved his feet slightly, kneeling on one knee, holding the detonator in his right hand, pressing his thumb on the button, and holding a blood-red needle in his left hand. Quietly looked at the Golden Wolf King.
At this time, the light band around the Golden Wolf King's body suddenly rose violently, and it was obvious that it was the last moment of digestion, and the ten thousand pious green wolves outside began to tremble all over their bodies, as if they were lying on the ground in horror.
Fang Zhen raised his head suddenly, pressed the detonator, and threw it at the Golden Wolf King with all his might, and then the whole person quickly ran behind the altar, and as he ran, he stabbed himself with a blood-red needle extremely quickly. Start with your legs, then your abdomen and forehead. Fortunately, Fang Zhen was wearing a vest and a short-sleeved jacket, which could accurately pierce the acupuncture points.
At this time, there was a bang behind him, and I saw that the golden wolf king's whole body glowed blue, and he walked out of the smoke and dust after the explosion unharmed, but the blood on the corner of the wolf's mouth proved that the soul of the golden wolf king was still damaged.
At this time, the fastest wind silverwing wolf swished and was about to catch up.
Suddenly, Fang Zhen screamed, and pierced a blood-red needle into his heart, and suddenly Fang Zhen spurted out a mouthful of blood.
But seeing that Fang Zhen's eyes were blood-red, the blood spread to the entire whites of his eyes. And the speed of running has risen several times. It was like a rocket soaring, leaving the wind behind the silver-winged wolf behind it, and the dust that flew up after running was still on the road.
Beyond the giant wolf statue, Fang Zhen flew to the edge of the cliff of the rift valley without breathing.
Sure enough, it was a river, and Fang Zhen saw that in the rift valley was a river with huge waves, the river was flowing fast but not rolling much, and it seemed to be very deep. Fang Zhen was overjoyed, and jumped at the moment, regardless of whether he was fed to a fish or killed after jumping, in short, it was better than being deprived of his soul, and everywhere was better than here.
Just as Fang Zhen was jumping in the air and had a feeling of escaping, the eyes of the Golden Wolf King, who was staring at Fang Zhen's back on the altar a few hundred meters away, suddenly shot out two silver beams, and they hit Fang Zhen's back in the blink of an eye, after all, the speed of light was unparalleled.
"Ah!!!h
With a "boom", Fang Zhen only felt that the skeleton of his whole body was scattered, and then fell like a falling rock into a river and disappeared without a trace. And Fang Zhen lost consciousness again in the fall. Maybe this is what he has been in a coma several times a month for so many years.
And the thousands of green wolves behind also gathered on the edge of the cliff, and the galvanic silver winged wolves also circled over the rift, and a group of blue giant wolves hugged the golden wolf king to the edge of the cliff.
The Golden Wolf King's eyes were angry and cold as he watched Fang Zhen fall into the river without saying a word.
After a long time, suddenly the Golden Wolf King raised his head to the sky and howled, "Howl!" The surrounding monsters were terrified, and they quickly made the best choice - to escape.
On the bank of the Suata River, a tall, thin-haired old man sat on a rock on the bank of the river, holding a crystal bottle, and was looking at the green crystal liquid in his mouth one by one.
"It's wonderful, the old woman's wine is so charming! It's a pity that the old woman won't give it to me, and she chased me for ten years after stealing a little. Hey, but it's a good drink. "The old man was very comfortable and intoxicated. As soon as he finished speaking, the old man saw an object suspected to be a corpse floating on the Suyata River.