However, Faust was oblivious to any of these things happening in the middle of nowhere, and all he had in mind was one thing, to solve the predicament of the present surrounded.

This matter has to be solved in two steps, the first step is to block the attack of the canopy wolf. It's not that simple, but Faust thinks it can be achieved with a certain amount of sacrifice.

"You, and you. The old chief watched the wolves quickly approaching, and hurriedly began to assign tasks, "You two defend the first wave, and change people after two quarters of an hour, understand?"

"No problem!" replied the two revenants who had been called in unison. The old chief nodded in satisfaction—if they had given other answers, or had hesitated a little, there would have been more than just a scolding waiting for them.

"Immediately in place!" the chief waved his hand, then turned his head and assigned tasks to the rest of the men, "You two in a team, they will take over as soon as they step back, understand? and then you and you......" Each time the chief assigns a task to a person, the person in question will shout yes, obviously knowing what will happen to those who don't squeak.

There weren't many people still awake, and the chief assigned the task in a few words," ...... Finally, there are Batura and Gulubong, and if they can't stand it, you will go up to help, and if you too...... Then it's up to me and Reinhardt to get on. Do you get it?"

"Yes, Chief!" replied Gurubang, who, unlike the others, did not feel in the slightest that he was in a difficult situation, but rather had a look of eagerness on his face, as if he could not wait for the battle to come.

Instead of saying yes as loudly as he did, Batura nodded silently - his family was a little stronger than Gurubang, which gave him a bit of privilege. Moreover, unlike Gurubang, he had experience commanding samurai in battle, and knew what it meant to be "unstoppable"—that often meant death.

"Annabella, you try to wake up more people, and if necessary, support the chief's men. Faust paused and said meaningfully: "It's up to you to choose the right moment, I trust your experience." ”

Faust's hints were explicit, but he was still unsure if Annabella would understand, so he sent her a psychic message - if these people survived intact, it could pose a big threat to the town of Marula.

Obviously, the town of Marula in this sentence can be replaced by the name of Faust himself. And, in order to prevent suspicion from the chieftain or others, Faust did not intend to let all the natives die, and he suggested that Annabella should save the lives of some people, but preferably with lifelong disabilities or serious injuries that would affect future combat effectiveness.

Then everyone stopped talking, but not cold—everyone had his own job—the warriors were wiping their swords and arranging their armor, Annabella was trying to heal the wounded with all sorts of small spells, and Faust had his own business.

"It's coming!" a low roar from Ratzinger broke the hectic and orderly atmosphere, and everyone put down what they were doing in an instant and looked towards the hole that Faust had left behind.

There is a boss in front of the hole, which is just level with the ground, and the hole left on it is not large, and two people can pose openly, which can completely seal the entire wall hole.

But it turns out that the strength of the canopy wolf is still underestimated.

The first wave of wolves rushed up with only three or five common canopy wolves, and they leaped back and forth several times from a few trees in front of the mound fortifications, each pounced on the two hunters guarding the entrance of the cave from different angles.

The canopyed wolves moved quickly, and almost in the next moment, they were in front of the hunter. "Poof", the first canopy wolf did not have a hunter. The one standing on the left had been waiting there for a long time, and with a single slash, he slashed the wildcat-sized canopy wolf into the air. It fell to the ground, writhed only a few times, and then stopped moving, and the wound on its chest that almost stretched across its entire body knew that it was no longer alive.

But this is not the end, the first wolf was killed, and it did not deter the other canopy wolves, and in the opposite way, the canopy wolves pounced faster and became more ferocious.

"Be careful!" The hunter standing on the right drew his knife to block a canopy wolf that pounced on his comrades, while the one on the left was taking care of the two that pounced on the other side, and he had no time to deal with the one on this side.

"Poof!" "Zila!" "Poof!" The sound of flesh and iron touching sounded one after another, but there was a discordant cracking sound in between.

The old chief keenly noticed the abnormality of the sound, and he hurriedly followed the sound, and it turned out that it was a canopy wolf that had slipped through the net and tore the cloth on the hunter's arm on the left side with its claws, leaving three blood marks on his arm. The canopyed wolf did not continue to entangle with the guards at the door, but landed and burrowed into the cave.

"Batula!" the old chief snorted. Batura understood, stepped forward in two steps, and with a knife in his hand, cut off the head of the canopy wolf that had slipped through the net.

But the old chief was not happy, this was only the first wave of the attack, and the hunters had to be supported by Batura to barely hold on, and looking at their staggered appearance, it was obvious that they could not last the scheduled two quarters of an hour—it was estimated that after a quarter of an hour at most, the next wave would have to be replaced.

The old chief was worried about whether he could hold the fortifications, but Faust was still busy with the business at hand, and deaf to the defence—not that he was unconcerned with the difficult task, but that he was a little too busy.

While he was building the fortifications, he figured out how to escape from the encirclement of the canopy-crested wolf - digging a hole. Faust had dealt with the Crowned Wolf a few times, and he consulted the Chief a lot, and he had a little understanding of the Crowned Wolf's habits.

The canopy wolf can gallop through the woods, turn at will, and even climb trees, making it more dexterous in trees than on the ground. But they're still not omnipotent – at the very least, they don't make holes.

Faust hadn't thought of leaving the ground with everyone as before, but the number of canopy wolves dissuaded him from thinking that if the place where he had to float was still surrounded by canopy wolves, it would be hilarious.

Therefore, Faust plans to dig out an underground bunker and take shelter for the time being, so that most people can regain their strength, and then talk about how to bypass the canopy wolf and enter the magic city.

The underground bunker had to be large and deep enough to be easily excavated – Faust didn't believe that such an intelligent species wouldn't burrow, they might just not be good enough at the activity – and it couldn't be short of air.

Of course, the most important thing is that it can't collapse, but with Faust's abilities, this risk has been minimized.

It's a big project, Faust needs time, and the natives who line up to die are the bargaining chips Faust uses to buy time.

"Hold on!" the chief shouted with his arms raised, "the canopy wolves are not attacking as intensively as before! they are scared again!" Five or six more warriors lay beside him, covered in tooth marks and paw prints, whom Annabella was urgently treating.

"No, no," cried one of the hunters, "the black carapace guys are up!"

The chief's heart sank to the bottom.